I don’t remember seeing The Masque of the Red Death (1964) before now, which is a little surprising to me. As I watch, I’m riveted with the boldness of professing to be a Satan worshipper. I wonder how many good Christians jumped from their seats in the theatre and rushed out, demanding a refund.
Vincent Price plays tyrant Prince Prospero and whatever he says goes. His castle is decorated lavishly, each room a different color, but red. He takes Francesca in return for her father and boyfriend’s life. She’s forbidden from entering one room; it’s doors are black. Of course she goes inside to find Prospero sleeping, and Juliana covered in red light. Hazel Court is as stunning as ever in her role as Juliana. The neckline of her costumes nicely displays her full, beautiful breasts.
The parties Prospero throws are strange and eccentric and fun. The dance of death is beautiful, the choreography is creepy and chilling.
This is one of my favorites of this unholy union of Corman and Poe. I give it 5 out of 5 Stars.