
A great deal of the credit of "The Innocents" goes to director Jack Clayton who creates such a bloody eerie mood, in much the same way as Robert Wise did in "The Haunting." Clayton also, I think, has a bird fetish. We were treated to a lot of cruddy birds in Clayton's over-produced, over-publicized, under-acted version of "The Great Gatsby." But he does something neat here, there appear to birds all over the place--during the day, (and) at night, even.But you don't see them too often. They are merely a presence, like the two aberrations of the household. The horror is done so well, so subtley in "The Innocents," as opposed to the atrociousness of "The Exorcist." Who would have thought that the sight of a woman dressed in black, sitting among the reeds in the distant haze could throw such cold at your back and make the roots of your hair tingle? That's the beauty of "The Innocents," it does so much with so little, but when it pulls the stops out, the effect is damn near devastating.
Broadcast on KCMU-FM on January 21, 1977
Nothing to add, really. I wrote another review of "The Innocents" recently and it's remarkably the same.
Tomorrow (668-Neighbor of "The Beast"): "The Exorcist," in all its atrociousness.
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