Karloff turns in a great performance here as the tormented Ellman, and Ricardo Cortez is absolutely perfect as slick mob lawyer Nolan. Marguerite Churchill is a welcome presence in any movie, but unfortunately her part is so thinly written that very little of her considerable charm shows through. Edmund Gwenn’s part isn’t much better, but Gwenn is such a likable guy that he makes his rather pedestrian role his own. We also get to see Joe Sawyer in a small role. Sawyer was a hard-working character actor who didn’t appear in much horror or science fiction; but he would do a memorable turn in Jack Arnold’s It Came From Outer Space in 1953.
Synopsis: George Winson (George Macready) is a famous surgeon and humanitarian who is dying in a city hospital. An accidental tear in his surgical glove exposed him to an infection, and now he only has hours to live. It seems everyone in the city has some memory of his kindness and selflessness, and it seems that everyone has joined together in mourning him.
George has come to accept his fate, but his wife Ann (Jeanne Bates) is another story. She is angry that a man who has contributed so much to the world is being taken out of it before his time, while others who do evil and contribute nothing live on. George’s devout friend Fred (Erik Rolf) tries to console her, telling her it is God’s will, but Ann will have none of it. What God, she asks Fred, would allow such an unjust thing to happen? Either God doesn’t exist or he has abandoned George; either way, she wants nothing to do with him. She then says that if any other force in the world — the Devil, for example — would intervene and save George, then she would owe that force her allegiance. And to prove the point, she calls out to the Devil, asking for George to be saved.
At that very moment a woman in black walks along the darkened streets of the city. She never breaks stride for a moment, and walks right into the path of an oncoming car. The couple driving the car slam on the brakes, and leap out, thinking they struck her – but no one is there. The woman in black continues walking, unconcerned at a downed powerline that is sparking only a few feet away from her. She walks into a building up to the very room where George is dying.
The woman tells those assembled that her name is Lilyan Gregg and that she heard Ann’s offer. Does it still stand? Ann says it does, and at the woman’s word, George begins to recover.
The next day the newspapers are filled with the amazing news: George Winson has made a seemingly miraculous recovery. But Fred is deeply disturbed by George’s behavior. He is now distant and cold, no longer the kind and compassionate man he once was. He snarls at his faithful dog, throwing a pair of hedge clippers at it in a fit of rage. Fred later discovers that the dog has been killed, and its blood is on George’s work gloves. Ann is having second thoughts too, as George displays an increasingly rude and dismissive attitude toward her.
And there are other strange things: when George holds a flower in his hands, it immediately shrivels and dies. He seems to have no pulse. And when Ann accidentally cuts him, he does not bleed….
Comments: This low-key Columbia thriller is somewhat less interested in telling a story than it is in delivering a sermon, but to its credit it tries hard to be different. Lacking much in the way of budget it goes for the stylishness that Val Lewton brought to his horror films at RKO. Like most of the Lewton imitators (and there were a lot of them in the mid-40s) it doesn’t entirely succeed, but it stands out as an interesting curio.
As I’ve noted before, Ann’s angry denunciation of God, and her blatant call for the Devil’s assistance, is pretty daring for the 1940s. In those days religious faith, when it was discussed in films at all, was something that characters would hold onto firmly but express only in the vaguest terms. Never would a character express doubt about God’s existence or intentions, even obliquely; and summoning the Devil was normally reserved for only the most corrupt and dissolute characters.
It should be noted that there was nothing in the old Production Code that prohibited Soul of a Monster from taking this approach; rather, seems to have been more a concession to popular taste. The Hayes office was more concerned with language (no use of “God” or “Christ”” in any but reverent way) how the clergy was depicted (they could never be revealed to be buffoons or criminals) and how criminality was rewarded (bad guys had to get their comeuppance in the end). In the main, it was specific actions, rather than themes, that got the attention of industry censors.
The Devil, as embodied by the mysterious Lilyan Gregg, appears to have an interesting m.o. Rather than going for quantity over quality, as the Devil is wont to do in books and movies, here the Devil sees an opportunity to alter the trajectory of one key do-gooder’s life, thus corrupting all the people who look up to him.
Most of the films we’ve seen on Horror Incorporated have enjoyed decent home video releases, many of them struck from restored negatives. This means that the on-screen images we see today are usually better than would have been broadcast on TV back in the 70s.
But some films, like this one, were never released on home video at all. Obtaining these titles on DVD is possible, but it can be expensive, and the discs aren’t usually of commercial quality. As you can see by the screen shots I’ve posted, the DVD I own was pulled from very poor source material; the print is so murky it looks like it was photographed from the bottom of a swimming pool, and the nighttime scenes are so dark it’s often unclear what’s going on. The sound is muddy and almost incomprehensible in places.
But as Columbia is unlikely to invest in a restoration and video release of such an obscure title, we’re lucky we have any extant copies at all. Fortunately, we haven’t encountered a Horror Incorporated title that’s completely lost. At least, not yet. One film, The Man Who Returned To Life, was listed as a lost film on some collector sites, but happily you can’t believe everything you read on the Internet.