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    THE ASPHYX
    aka
    SPIRIT OF THE DEAD
    Rating½

     
    UK. 1972.
    Director – Peter Newbrook, Screenplay – Brian Comport, Story – Christina & Laurence Beers, Producer – John Brittany, Photography – Freddie Young, Music – Bill McGuffie, Special Effects – Ted Samuels, Makeup – Jimmy Evans, Production Design – John Stoll. Production Company – Glendale.
    Cast:
    Robert Stephens (Hugo Cunningham), Robert Powell (Giles Cunningham), Jane Lapotaire (Christina Cunningham)
     

     
    Plot: In 1875, while conducting a photographic study of the dying, Hugo Cunningham succeeds in photographing what he realizes it is the asphyx, a spirit that is trapped, eternally attached to the human body and can only achieve release by riding out on the pain of the dying. Cunningham discovers he can trap the asphyx in the beam of a phosphate lamp and that by so imprisoning it, he can achieve immortality.
     

     
    This rather ingenious little film is one of the lesser recognized efforts to emerge towards the latter days of the Hammer-inspired Anglo-horror cycle that ran from 1957 until around 1976. The Asphyx somewhat reminiscent of the old William Castle B-thriller The Tingler (1959). But it is as though Hammer Films or one of their imitators had taken The Tingler and beautifully reconstructed it as a scientific fable from the Victorian Age of Reason. It is a conceptually audacious film – it has an impressive and original idea that is well above the average horror film. And director Peter Newbrook allows it to unfold with a fascination that holds one spellbound. The scenes of the amorphous asphyx struggling in the incandescent blue phosphate beam accompanied by an unearthly shriek are genuinely eerie.

    The Asphyx has been criticized by some as slow-moving but that is hardly a fault. The scripting becomes a little murky towards the end when one tries to work out exactly what Robert Powell’s motivation in blowing himself up is. The film benefits hugely from a nicely realized sense of period atmosphere, which is economically conveyed on a medium-range budget.
     


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