Endless Night
What a double treat this and Twisted Nerve have been
This again bears a (very Vertigo-ish) Bernard Herrmann score (made even harder not to make the comparison by the waves crashing over the opening credits) and it’s from an Agatha Christie source, the next best thing in the thriller genre to Hitchcock. I’ve been planning on seeing this ever since I got it, of course, for Hayley Mills, but holding off because I’m not great with Agatha Christie stuff (funnily enough the first IMDb comment I came across said “not so great if you’re an Agatha Christie fan”). This isn’t Poirot or Miss Marple or anything, though, it’s a very self-contained stripped down story that surely must’ve passed through the hands of Hitch at some point – like Twisted Nerve, it would’ve been wonderful with him in charge, but even without him it holds some interest.
Hywel Bennett stars with Mills again (the second of a triple these past few days) and they’re a great pairing. I cringed the moment Mills’ character announced herself as American, but I have to say, I almost want to take back all I’ve said against Hayley and her accents, ‘cos the one she uses here isn’t half bad. She’s ludicrously beautiful again as she was in Twisted Nerve ... between the two I honestly feel like I’m falling in love with her all over again. Add the shots of the Vespa and the mini and the hard to believe moment where Mills says she’s never tried a muffin, lol, and this is certainly one I’ll watch again.