WasAnnon Slow pace in the most part of the movie.

SeeQuant Blending excellent reporting and strong storytelling, this is a disturbing film truly stranger than fiction

Blake Rivera If you like to be scared, if you like to laugh, and if you like to learn a thing or two at the movies, this absolutely cannot be missed.

Aryana Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

mark.waltz Gothic horror has a major place in world cinema that goes back to the silent era and continues to this day. The idea of dark streets of mostly European cities (usually foggy London) stirs the imagination to come up with all sorts of grizzly acts of every type of nefarious nature. In this case, it is the setting of a horror museum which features all sorts of wax figures reflecting notable historical figures and other notorious members of society who were more known for their murderous ways rather than being world leaders or contributors to the art world. It is the second batch of wax figures that this film deals mainly with, particularly the recently missing Jack the Ripper, still notorious to the Scotland Yard inspectors who were unable to figure out who he was, and for museum proprietor John Carradine, the presence of Jack's wax figure is enough to stir up tons of nightmares. After one such particular nightmare, he meets his fate at the hands of Jack's apparent walking wax corpse, and this brings in his niece Nicole Shelby and her companion (an over the top Elsa Lanchester) as the apparent heirs to his beloved business, managed by the rather cranky Ray Milland.A cast of veterans supports the top-billed Milland and Lanchester, with brash Broderick Crawford, 1940's heartthrob Louis Hayward, Shakespearean master Maurice Evans and former handsome leading man Patric Knowles in fine form, and "Oliver's" Shani Wallis singing repeatedly the same music hall song as if she was an early 1900's version of Nancy Sikes from Dicken's classic. This is a top notch mix of horror and comedy, perfectly entertaining but probably easy to figure out for most and thus quickly forgettable. Steven Marlo emulates the Hunchback of Notre Dame as the pathetic Karkov, a mute but sweet half wit who holds undying love for the kindly Shelby, one of the few people to treat him with tenderness. His presence in Carradine's basement and frequent appearance under a sewer grate is often horrifying for its amazing cruelty, and thus he ends up being the heart and soul of this film. A great gothic atmosphere also helps bring this above average, but unfortunately, that's not enough to change its predictability. The horror isn't in its garishness, but in the not knowing of what's going to come next, and that makes the frequent usage of comedy within the film somewhat distracting.

Coventry I guess that, for me, "Terror in the Wax Museum" is a guilty pleasure in the purest definition of the term. The ratings are abysmal, the reviews are terrible and from every possible objective viewpoint it's undeniably a weak and incompetent film, but still I LOVE IT! Can't help myself; this is simply the type of cheesy trash that turned me into a horror fanatic in the first place! It's typically and low-budget early 70s stuff, complete with a cast full of stars on their return, a poorly recreated Victorian setting and an absurdly grotesque plot! Claude Dupree runs a wax museum in the center of London around the turn of the 20th century. It's not a boring one like Madame Tussaud's, mind you, but a wax museum that only exhibits notorious monsters and madmen, like Lizzie Borden, Bluebeard and - of course - local legend Jack the Ripper. Although Dupree is proud of his life's work and addicted to his wax creations, he seriously considers selling the museum following a generous offer from a wealthy American. When Dupree is found stabbed to death with the Ripper's knife, Scotland Yard has several suspects to keep an eye on, like Dupree's surly associate, the greedy governess of his cute niece or the impatient American buyer. And then there's also Karkov, of course, Dupree's hideously deformed deaf-mute assistant who lives in museum's basement and who would be send to an institution in case of a sale. While the young Scotland Yard inspector investigates the case (and particularly Dupree's cute niece), the museum is making its biggest profits ever and the killer plots to strike again. "Terror in the Wax Museum" is genuine shlock, with images of giant tubs of bubbling wax, freaks grabbing ladies' feet from within the cellar hideout and lewd prostitutes losing their heads at the guillotine! Sue me, but I find this a lot more amusing than 90% of other so-called superior and pretentious horror movies. Evidently, I can't defend the film too fanatically, neither. Just to illustrate, similarly themed films like "House of Wax" (1953) and "Mystery of the Wax Museum" (1933) are several decades older but look less dated, more professional and better scripted. The cast is stupendous, at least if you're into old B-horror. John Carradine stars as the curator, Ray Milland is the exaggeratedly suspicious associate and Elsa Lancaster (the "Bride of Frankenstein" herself) appears as the utterly insupportable governess. In the same year, director Georg Fenady also made "Arnold", which is an equally enjoyable and unjustly overlooked horror comedy. Finally, I really liked how the script fooled around with the Jack the Ripper connection. The events supposedly take place 10 years after The Ripper committed his last murder and, as everyone knows, the case remained unsolved. Although the nature of these crimes clearly aren't his style, the script still cleverly hints that The Ripper is a possible suspect.

tdinan The basic premise is not far removed from the many remakes of the classic "Mystery of the Wax Museum"...there are some gruesome murders at a famous house of wax featuring the likenesses of such infamous characters as Jack The Ripper, Lizzie Borden, Bluebeard the Pirate, Marie Antoinette, and Ivan the Terrible. Who's responsible? Who's next? Who's real? Who's wax?With a distinguished cast of great actors from Hollywood's Golden Years, this would be a great find for real movie buffs who don't mind a good scare. One scene standing out in particular is one where a woman of ill-repute is stalked by Jack the Ripper. I last saw it 20 years ago, and still get the chills.

didi-5 This is one of those cheapo horror flicks that were churned out in the 60s/70s, using lots of people who'd been big stars in the 30s and 40s, and not really giving them that much to do. Elsa Lanchester comes off best in this one, as her value didn't diminish much over the years (and she never looked any different!). Not that scary, apart from one or two disturbing bits, the plot is wafer thin and one of those that when you get to the end you keep thinking 'but ...'. And poor Shani Wallis and that dreadful song! But, overall, it is fun and has that weird curiosity value of 'where have I seen him/her before'? for those of us who watch old black and white stuff on a regular basis. Worth tracking down but could have been much, much better.