gorf Theater of Blood is for some strange reason called one of Vincent Price's best movies, but I personally think it's one of his worst (it's only beaten by From a whisper to a scream aka The Offspring). The best and scariest part is the opening scene where the first victim is chased by crazy hobos. The rest of the movie is just boring...I had to fight to stay awake.It's also a very sadistic and cruel movie, especially when they force the fat gay guy to eat his own dogs. It's probably supposed to be funny, but I thought it was disturbing and sick. Skip this garbage and watch House on the Haunted Hill or House of Wax instead.

jhanks-45230 I liked this as a movie, but what makes it special is the Shakespeare dialog around each murder. On its own, it would be a pretty decent slasher/thriller and is truly creepy at times, but Vincent Price doing Shakespeare is a treat and makes this a special experience. The sets are really cool too. I wholeheartedly recommend this.

Hitchcoc This role was the perfect vehicle for Vincent Price. He was truly one of the greatest actors of American cinema. For some reason, he never got the credit due him and he labored in B-horror movies. This is one of them, but it calls for a masterful performance by its lead. When Price, who only does Shakespeare's plays, is not given an acting award, he decides to do away with himself by drowning. He does not succeed and decides the next best thing would be to start killing all the movie critics. He does this with Panache, using scenes from Shakespeare as the vehicle for doing these guys in. Of course, Price is utterly nuts, but what actor would you rather see as an insane killer than Vincent Price. It is indeed a bloodbath, but it is charming and funny as Price mugs for the camera, enjoying every moment.

tomgillespie2002 Ranked as his personal favourite amongst Vincent Price's vast acting catalogue, Theatre of Blood seems to have stood the test of time thanks to a macabre mixture of tongue-in-cheek blood-letting and genuinely gruesome horror, a stellar ensemble of memorable cult British thespians, and some interesting observations about the death of theatre. Perhaps the latter is looking a little too much into it, but it gives the film an interesting angle, especially with Price delivering one of his greatest performances as a strictly Shakespeare performer, roles the actor himself expressed a desire to play, only to be repeatedly type- cast in the horror genre that was admittedly very good to him.Price plays Edward Lionheart, a forgotten thesp who spends his time performing in full make-up in an abandoned theatre to a gang of meth- drinking vagrants. Only a few years ago, he believed he was on the cusp of winning the elusive Critic's Circle Award, only for it to be awarded to a younger actor who embraced the 'new'. Distraught, Lionheart was thought to have committed suicide in front of the critics who voted against him, but actually survived the attack and was nursed to health by the gang of drug addicts who found him. Lionheart was simply preparing for his greatest performance yet, and is hell-bent on murdering or destroying the people he thinks wronged him, all in the style of his greatest idol, William Shakespeare.Above all else, Theatre of Blood is just bloody good fun. Narratively, it isn't much more than one murder after another, each one as gory and rather clever as the last. My personal favourite is Lionheart disguising himself as a camp hairdresser, dressing in outrageous clothes and a huge blonde wig in order to lure critic Chloe Moon (Coral Browne - Price's future wife) into a false sense of security so he can fry her with hair curlers. This is crazy stuff, and I don't care how many horror films you've seen, you've never seen one with a Tybalt/Mercutio-inspired sword-fight. On trampolines. But I'm selling the film short. The script, by Anthony Greville-Bell, is really quite clever, and with an ensemble this good (Diana Rigg plays Lionheart's daughter, and supporting roles go to Ian Hendry, Harry Andrews, Jack Hawkins, Robert Morley, Michael Hordley and Arthur Lowe), Theatre of Blood doesn't disappoint.www.the-wrath-of-blog.blogspot.com