Kolchak: The Night Stalker - The Vampire

Carl Kolchak first came to believe in the supernatural in 1972 when he covered a rash of serial murders in Las Vegas.  The killer turned out to be one Janos Skorzeny...and he was a vampire.  By the time it was over, Kolchak thought the story had been neatly wrapped up (along with his career).  He was wrong.  One of Skorzeny's victims has just awoken by the side of the road where Skorzeny buried her two years ago.  She is no longer human.

That connection from The Night Stalker (1972 telefilm) to Kokchak: The Night Stalker (1974 series) is neither overtly stated nor alluded to by Kolchak himself, so anyone who hasn't seen the original film won't need to feel  they're missing anything, but it does help explain Kolchak's sudden urgency to be on the  scene when he hears that a string of homicides from Vegas to L.A. has left victims with "an inordinate loss of blood".  If you haven't seen the telefilm, it just looks like a reporter's zeal.
 
On learning of the murders from an old friend (TV comedy stalwart Larrry Storch as "Swede" Breitowski), and hearing that Vincenzo needs a reporter to fly to LA to get a story on a celebrity spiritual leader, Kolchak secures the assignment by pretending not to want it.  Updyke volunteers, and has read up on the subject - just a little - but Kolchak knows how to play his boss, and though Updyke sees through it he's helpless to do anything about it.  Too bad for both him and Vincenzo, because Updyke would actually have written the story - Kolchak has no   interest in the guru, it's just a plane ticket to him.

Where the earlier three episodes allowed some mystery for us and Kolchak to discover, 'The Vampire' lets us in on the killer's identity from  the beginning.  Even the story title mocks a concern for spoilers.  Her name is Catherine Rawlins, and we  watch her progress even as Kolchak is still winging his way across the continent. Her introductory scene is possibly the creepiest single image from the series as her hands rising from the earth by the stalled car of a motorist.  It's a blood-curdling moment. In life, she worked L.A. and Vegas as a prostitute.  Returning to L.A. in death she kills her former roommate, steals her clothing, and makes herself  attractive to a pimp who will put her right where she can find easy victims.  By implication Rawlins must be able to pass for human, including speech, but never appears onscreen as anything but a feral animal caught in the act of feeding.  Woe to whoever catches her, because she's violent and stronger than human. Skorzeny was kept silent as well in the movie.  It's an effective approach, minimizing what humanity she once had. 

A police investigation is led by William Daniels as Lt. Matteo, bringing to the role the same imperious irascibility he displayed in 1776 and St. Elsewhere.  Excellent casting -that's two in a  row, following James Gregory, as authoritative foils both  strong and amusing.  Matteo is working on a theory that the killings are being conducted by Satanists using vacuum pumps to drain the victims of blood for use in rituals.  It's preposterous in the details, but at least presents down-to-earth perpetrators. He's about to run headlong into Kolchak who keeps throwing vampires in his face.  Matteo  doesn't have the patience for it.  Do people really get 'run out of town' by police?

Here's a bit of a problem as Kolchak for the first time starts to sound like a loon even to us, the audience.  We know he's right, of course, but what does he do to convince Matteo?  Walk him through the logic?  Ask Vincenzo to tell Matteo what happened two years ago in Vegas?  No, he rants.  Rants about stakes and hammers and the undead. Rants like a true believer thinking the conviction of his passion alone will convert everyone else regardless of reason or fact.  If you're already in a hole, stop digging.  Kolchak is so  carried away he can't stop digging with Matteo.  He can't get it through his head that others have to go through the same process he did, from  skeptic to believer.

Again, it's a testament to Darren McGavin that we cheer on and enjoy Carl Kolchak even though he treats those around him in spectacularly selfish and thoughtless ways.  To remain in L.A. he  has to placate Vincenzo with his given assignment.  To do that, after a token stab at covering it himself, he bamboozles a one-time journalist wannabe into writing it for him.  I have a little trouble with this as well, on a couple of levels.  Faye the realtor was for a brief time a genuine journalist.  Her mind bends to estates these days, and drafts a piece detailing the property the guru used to live in...and I wonder whether she shouldn't know better.  It's comic relief, of course, and we are meant to understand that she is now a realtor because as a writer she made a better estate agent.  No writer's instinct, then, but...not even a fundamental understanding of covering a story?  It may be a quibble, but the more I see of the episode the less these interludes in 'The Vampire' play for me.  Vincenzo should immediately spot that the submitted piece was not written by his own reporter: another quibble.  K:TNS is precariously balancing between character-driven humor and goofiness, and I have to say that camp has never been my favorite flavor.   Speaking of character, I'm leery of Kolchak's intention to sign his byline to Faye's writing.  It's grossly unethical, of course, and a shitty thing to do...but even granting that Kolchak is willing to sink to any dirty trick to get a story, I had always thought his own work was something he held sacrosanct. This isn't the same Carl who shared a lunch with Jane Plumm.

Much of the humor elsewhere is spot on, as when Carl flashes his INS credentials at a janitor and makes like a fed, having been mistaken  for one a few hours earlier.  There's the look on the face of a doorman when Kolchak pulls up in front of his hotel and sends a woman to his room with the instructions to "Start without me" before driving off.  There's an awkward scene wherein Kolchak arranges for the escort service to send  Rawlins to his room, and they send someone else.  She's a little alarmed, and a lot blase about whatever kink this sad bastard waving a cross at her must be into.  He's  drawn a cross on the door in lipstick.  It's sort of humorous in a nervous, uncomfortable way but not exactly comedy.  Nor is the horror-stricken shock on Matteo's face when he finds Kolchak having just driven a stake into the heart of a young woman.  He could only be thinking that her death is his own fault for not realizing this lunatic reporter was crazy enough to kill someone and not merely a nutter to put on a plane.  No, this show may be about  the boogeymen of our childhoods but it ain't for kids. 

"The multiple listings had described Catherine Rawlins' house as a baronial retreat.  It was actually a decayed turn-of-the-century mansion waiting to be turned into a  condominium, and it would appeal  to a special type of client: someone unconcerned with earthy comforts...and it was secluded. Who would go near it?  Only a vampire.  Or some fool looking for her."  'The Vampire' concludes with one of TNS' patented sequences of fumbling in the dark where no sane  person should be to find the monster-of-the-week in its lair, and a confrontation.  This is one of the better ones with Kolchak leading the vampire into a trap he has set with a local landmark.  It does suffer from being repetitive, though, echoing closely the same finale in The Ripper.  For a  formulaic series, this is something to avoid relying on.  I've seen pics of the cross on the hill but a quick (lazy) search turned up nothing. 

What to rate it, having set The Ripper at 7 for a standard?  I don't think the Faye scenes live up to that but the horror does, and I like that the story varies (if slightly) from the formula.   Okay then, 6.5 tubes of lipstick blessed by a priest.
 
Asides:
Kolchak's narration tells us this takes place in Spring, and later the more specific date of May 6th is given.  A week ago it was October! (They Have Been, They Are, They Will Be... was set on the first day of the '74 World Series).

I know I could not have heard correctly the name of the paper Faye worked for, and I hesitate to repeat it now for fear of offending anyone - sincerely, I'm not getting political - but it sounded like... "The Greaseball Republican"??  That  can't be right.  I'd hate to imagine the names of the more left-leaning publications that carry Carl's stories.

By now we've all seen the nightmarish image of a corpse digging its own way out of the soil it was buried in.  This got me wondering when that image might have been put on screen for the first time.  It was seen in Zombi 2 (Lucio Fulci, 1979), and Michael Jackson's Thriller (1983), in Return of the Living Dead (Dan O'Bannon, 1985), and Mario Bava's Black Sunday (1960 - highly recommended), and before then must have been a vivid description appearing in printed fiction. Oddly enough, George Romero never used it in his Living Dead films but I think he might have in Creepshow.  I asked the good people of the IMDb Horror Board, and while it may or may not be the earliest example I was pointed toward "Misterios de ultratumba" aka The Black Pit of Dr. M  (Fernando Méndez, 1959)  (Thanks, seth_yeah!) Psychotronicbeatnik made the astute observation that it likely was first used by the pulp comics like Eerie or Creepy, and AlamoScout210 came up with this: https://d1466nnw0ex81e.cloudfront.net/n_iv/600/769983.jpg, and tommix42 is recommending a later story by Richard Matheson and his son Richard Christian Matheson titled Where There's a Will.

Another repeated music cue I like comes in at about 44:23 on the older DVD. 

Kolchak: The Night Stalker - They Have Been, They Are, They Will Be...

"I will now address you in the universal language of Mathematico: AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!!"

That never fails to put a smile on my face!

THB,TA,TWB takes it's title from H.P. Lovecraft's The Dunwich Horror: “The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them. They walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen.”  Lovecraft in turn echoes John 6:60 in the Bible.  Both sources speak of a greater nature to the universe than mankind can fathom (in John that unfathomable nature is our own).

That's pretty creepy, unseen and pitiless forces that care nothing for our well-being...but ya know what?  It's also great for filming on low budgets!

It's the first day of the World Series, The Cubs are playing, and Kolchak has tickets.  It's unseasonably warm* by the look of things.  Heat makes people crazy, audio reception is terrible, animals keep dying of heart attacks every night at the zoo, someone is stealing electronics - going as far as ripping them out of home stereo components on 2nd stories while they're in use!  Right out the windows of people's homes!  Someone trashed a guy's lawn, said guy insisting it must have been a road crew given the stinking globs of tar left behind.  the city swears no such work took place.  Said guy's neighbor had all her cats killed by someone.  Even the police are having a weird day.  Captain  Quill and his men respond to a break-in at Raydyne Electronics and witness a cinderblock wall blow out and a ton of lead ingots slowly fade out of existence before their eyes.  No perpetrators were ever seen.  Feds keep showing up - you can tell them by their aloof superiority, style-free suits, and closed mouths. 

The first half of the episode is a sequence of deceptively meandering incidents, letting us as Kolchak in on a feast of disparate and seemingly random phenomena.  We get it in fragments the way Kolchak does, distracted by the radio in his top-down Mustang. Kolchak begins to realize there are connections forming.  The "viscid mass" on the citizen's lawn also appears in the zoo every time an animal  dies.  The goo is composed of digestive acids and bone marrow.  A guard killed at Raydyne had the marrow removed from his bones, as have a few others who've died mysteriously. We see Kolchak taking in info from a variety of sources, and we get to put the pieces together as he does.  At a police press conference, everyone learns that those who were at Raydyne when it was raided have had their watches stopped dead.  Kolchak reasons it must have been an electro-magnetic force, and so invests in a compass.  Not all of his research makes it to the screen, we learn, as Kolchak brings Vincenzo up to speed on experts he's consulted on different fields.

Poor Vincenzo.  His star reporter is on crackpot patrol again. Not great timing, this briefing, the details and the headache are putting him off the gourmet dinner he's treated himself to.  What the hell is that on his plate?  Brains??  What's on Kolchak's plate, little green men?  Oh, sorry, little invisible men but obviously from Mars.  Oy vey.

Monique Marmelstein sure has pluck!  She was thrown last week the first time she'd ever had to face a murder scene, but she got right back in there.  You've got to respect that.  She's meant to be annoying as a foil to Kolchak but I appreciate the humor of Carol Ann Susi's performance more all the time, as well as the character's resolution to succeed.  She's feisty.  She's such a contradictory bundle of nerve, self-worth, and insecurity such as overhearing Updyke's comments on a roller-derby warrior that terrifies him: Monique thinks it's her being spoken of literally right behind her back.  She speaks up and offers opinions, right up until her boss uses her as a prop in a transparent ploy to lure Carl into taking an assignment. 

Everyone gets a  good moment.  Monique faces the wrath of Kolchak after the Feds press her to hand over his negatives.  Kolchak can be a holy terror.  He's not too soft on Updyke either when Ron needles him over the prized World Series tickets.  Jack Grinnage has a quiet moment, spot-on: "And you call me uptight." As gregarious and outgoing as Kolchak can be with strangers, it must be hard having him in your life.  He comes off as a bully in this scene.  No one likes a bully.

Quill must feel that way too, that Carl is hard to abide.  Call me crazy, though, I still got a whiff of grudging respect passed between he and Kolchak.  They both seem to know the other is good at what they do and are willing to watch out for each other as much as conflicts arise.  Quill cuts him off at a press conference with a subtle hint that Kolchak's line of questioning is going to make them both look bad.  Kolchak uncharacteristically never suggests that Quill is incompetent.  At least, he trusts the Captain more than he does the Men in Black.  Quill is well played by James Gregory, best known as the crusty Inspector Luger of Barney Miller and as General Ursus in Beneath the Planet of the Apes ("...the only good human is a dead one!") It's good casting, to type to foreshorten time spent establishing the character.  We instantly get this is a guy to take seriously.

Mary Wickes has a nice turn a Dr. Winestock, a vet at the zoo.  Gordie the Ghoul returns.  Dick Van Patten overplays just a bit the aggrieved homeowner.  Sportscaster Dick Enberg is the radio DJ, uncredited.  Kolchak gets a lead from a meeting of local UFO enthusiasts where he talks with one of those familiar bit players you know you've seen before but can't place.

One of the UFO groupies has disappeared. Kolchak finds his equipment and an audio tape in the woods, made just as the man was attacked and killed.  Using his compass, Kolchak follows a magnetic trail to a nearby planetarium.

This was the single most frightening scene for me as a child, one of the most memorable of the whole series - one of those that left an impression.  Visually it looks like a Mario Bava film in saturated red, blue, and yellow.  I didn't know what a planetarium was at the time, and the projector looked  like the kind of exotic weapon H.G. Wells' Martians might have employed.  More unsettling was the fact that it was moving by some invisible hand as if the machine had a mind of its own (like I said, I didn't know how those work - controlled by an operator at a panel) - that's inherently terrifying, because a machine bent on killing cannot be reasoned with.   It's the same thing that made The Car (1977) and Killdozer (1974) so potent for me, as well as the Gunslinger in Westworld (1973) or later The Terminator (1984).  "It can't be reasoned with, it can't be bargained with...it doesn't feel pity or remorse or fear...and it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead."  You cannot appeal to empathy from  what has no human feeling, and when it doesn't even look remotely humanoid (as an auto or bulldozer certainly do not) the possibility doesn't even enter one's head.  The aliens aren't machines, but they  do seem exactly as unreachable. And they were right there in the room with Kolchak.  Probably standing right next to him.  He's not searching anymore, he's found them now and that's probably a huge mistake.

THB,TA,TWB often rates low with fans because the aliens are not seen and because the finale plays as an anticlimax.  On the former, I think it was the right call for the reasons given above and because no alien design or costume would fail to come across as silly.  Overall, I like  how the intruder (we don't know if there was more than one, but its craft was pretty small) was handled from the police being hurled slo-mo to the  wind that heralds their passing.  Many UFO reports allege objects or craft simply fading out rather than navigating away from a scene, so I've no problem with the ingots disappearing - though I'd ask why it's necessary to blow out a wall if translocation is possible.  I also wonder why an electromagnetic field strong enough to stop watches doesn't ruin Kolchak's film or erase audiotapes.  (Would it affect Kolchak's pictures?)  As for the weak ending...the entire episode is an immersion into the creepy, a pervading air of the Lovecraftian.  I prefer that Kolchak is in over his head and can  do nought but stand by and hope that it's over.

The UFO is singularly unimpressive by today's standards but is an average depiction for the era.

"A traveler has a breakdown, stops to fix it, gets a roadmap, has a bite to eat, and goes on his way.  It's happened to all of us.  This traveler happened to be light years off his course instead of miles."  No invasion, not even the slightest interest in humanity.  It's a rare treat to see the alien arrival scenario without the narcissistic insistence that Earth is some special jewel coveted by the rest of the universe.  The idea was inherent in Ray Bradbury's It came From Outer Space, and the line Kolchak speaks to his recorder echoes the novella Roadside Picnic by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky.  Roadside Picnic was the basis for Andrei Tarkovsky's Solaris and an inspiration for the podcast Tanis.  I highly recommend all of these titles.


9 ghastly repasts of gastronomic enchantment.  Get this plate away from me before I throw up in my brains!

Asides:
You can tell that rewrites took place mid-production.  Vincenzo and Carl have an exchange about a second large cat being stolen from the zoo in two days.  That's an intriguing story, because who would steal a cheetah and a panther?  That's the last time the script refers to thefts, henceforth Kolchak and everyone else speaks of deaths at the zoo and no suggestion the animals ever went missing.

I've been to a MUFON meeting.  The UFO group in the ep is played for laughs with all the usual nutters trying to find meaning in stellar designations twisted beyond recognition (Wormwood means DOOMWROM if you read it backwards and upside-down!).  Amusing but camp.  In real life, the people I've met at MUFON are sober, educated, and highly credible people who have either an interest or experiences that are inexplicable by any 'rational' means.

I've noted the opening titles sequence and how deftly it sets the tone for what's to follow, but not yet mentioned the closing credits.  Titles play over Kolchak picking up his coat and hat, walking for the exit, and turning out the lights.  It's clearly night.  He'll be crossing the city alone.  Yeah, it seems to say, you sitting there about to turn off the TV and go to bed - you try sleeping after what you've just seen.  Pitch-perfect way to close each episode.

*The outdoor scenes were obviously filmed in Summer, though Chicago does have the odd hot day in October.  They had one in '74, October 11th. First day of the World Series was October 12th, between the Oakland A's and the LA Dodgers and was played in California.  Had to look it up, not a baseball fan.  Kolchak says he's a Cubs fan, but the series never establishes whether he is or is not from Chicago.  The movies had him in Las Vegas, then Seattle, and the planned third (The Night Killers, written by Richard Matheson and William F. Nolan) would have seen him in Hawaii.

Kolchak: The Night Stalker - The Zombie

Kolchak runs away. He flees in terror, this man who has faced the undead, shouting "Get back! Get back!" and probably wishing he had a crucifix to wave. He is being chased down the stairs by one Monique Marmelstein, fledgling journalist. Well, you can't blame him, she is rather a handful.

Monique is one of those young creatures in need of a compliment and constant encouragement. One word taken the wrong way might get you a steady drone of her insecurity and her life story. She's got a direction, at least, she wants to be a photo-journalist. No talent for it, mind you, but she's dead set and eager to prove herself. She's also armed with an uncle who owns a news service. INS, to be precise. So Uncle Abe makes it editor Tony Vincenzo's problem to deal with. Tony passes her along to Kolchak. As compensation, Carl gets a potential mob war to cover - if Kolchak can keep Monique from running straight into a crossfire of bullets with her camera. Talk about getting the shot.

There's a conflict brewing between factions of Chicago's mafia. It began with one François Edmonds, a numbers runner suspected by the Syndicate of skimming their money. It got him a hail of bullets. Soon after, it's the Syndicate boys being taken out. Kolchak uses his connections to learn a few things the cops aren't telling: the gangsters are having their spines crushed like chalk, for one thing. Another is that the body of François Edmonds keeps showing up among the corpses, with yet more bullets in him and chicken blood in his ears. Funny guy, that François. He gets killed a lot in this episode. They keep burying him.

The Zombie gives us a microcosm of the society Kolchak moves in. Everything's a power play. The black mafia under "Sweetstick" Weldon chafes at having to report to the higher-echelon Italian mobsters under Benjamin Sposato. People like Vincenzo have to bow to "nessitism" (nepotism) from their publishers, and police captains like Leo Winwood will easily resort to illegal pressure tactics to get their way. If you live at street level, what are you supposed to do? For Kolchak, it's a tape recoder and the power of the press (or in the case of Vincenzo and Monique, duck and cover). If you're a gravedigger, you register a complaint with your union. For the mother of François, it's Vodoun. "The law" has nothing to do with the laws of society, you don't have to be a criminal to be subject to them.

We get a feel for what it's like to navigate this world. Kolchak has developed a hardened detachment that comes through in his dime-novel prose. That attitude finds easy camaraderie with people like undertaker Gordie "The Ghoul" and his gallows sensibilities, or shady street informer "The Monk"... it isn't just the mob that's got a support network, Carl's got one too. Vincenzo's is the voice of frustration and abandoned dignity. Various mafia figures and Captain Winwood (who may or may not himself be compromised under mob influence) are the selfish, uncaring engines that run everything, and to whom all bow. Houngan and occult-shop proprietor Uncle Filemon feigns a blithe smile for all and tries to stay the hell out of trouble's way. He's a nice guy who just wants to keep his head down. Mamalois Edmonds is the citizen who won't bow to anyone, nor compromise. She wants what she wants. Along comes Monique, the babe in the woods. She can be draining and exasperating, but it's hard not to feel a little sympathy for her ultimately. She's in over her head and might easily get herself killed by naivety alone.

That's heady stuff for a breezy show. K:TNS is a breezy show, and The Zombie gives us a tour through a variety of city locales without loitering. The story flies past with wit and baited breath, and a plot that unfolds neatly. I had no reservations or objections to either Kolchak's conclusions or his methods of obtaining clues. When the big scare setpiece comes, it's a doozy.

McGavin again has the audience trying to keep pace with his inspired, caffeinated performance bouncing off Oakland and the guest cast. As Monique, Carol Ann Susi is a little grating but a lot more winning in her sincerity and unstoppable drive to succeed. She flits about the newsroom in near silence ready to pounce on any opportunity to assert herself with Vincenzo, her head popping up in the office windows even while the focus of a scene is Kolchak arguing with Winwood. She's pretty damn hilarious, actually, and it's a good thing she's kept to a minimum in the episode because she could overwhelm it. Looking at her IMDb page, I now realize I've seen a few of her gigs without realizing it was the same actress. (In a casting conundrum she could have played Jane Plumm, as she would fit that role physically and has plenty of gumption. Funny, then, and a relief that there no potshots at Monique's weight. Vincenzo calls her "little Monique".)

Charles Aidman is solidly gruff as Winwood. I recognize a number of the other actors from their film and televisison work from the era: Scatman Crothers of The Shining and Chico & the Man plays Uncle Filemon; Joseph Sirola as Sposato, seen in a ton of TV shows in one-off gigs; Ditto Val Bisoglio as Sposato's right-hand man Victor Friese - I especially associate him with Barney Miller and M*A*S*H, a guy with a friendly face and personality who could be charmingly peeved; Likewise again with John Fiedler, who was all over television as well as being the voice of Piglet - I'll always think of him as a lawyer in an episode of Star Trek (oddly enough, one that featured Jack the Ripper as an inhuman entity that repeated the same crimes throughout the centuries); Sweetstick is played by Antonio Fargas, famous as Huggy Bear on Starsky and Hutch - another hustler.

I also really enjoyed the direction. It isn't just manic Monique, but the director's sense of the humanity of the moment: the frantic quick decisions in the midst of flying bullets that has Kolchak take desperate measures in locking Monique in the trunk of his car, or Kolchak's creeping nerves at night in an auto junkyard - a virtual graveyard where the corpses are just left piled in the open to rust. My favorite might be when Sposato tries to blame Friese for the consequences of his own choices and Friese objects. Kolchak stands in François' empty grave staring up at them, and though he knows they may murder him at any moment he can't help but be delighted by them - stands there watching with a huge amazed smile! How deft that the director turns that moment, that laugh, into sheer horror as the missing corpse of François Edmonds walks into view just then. Kolchak's grin is mirrored in a blink-and-you-miss-it shot of Sposato's terrified grimace.

Again I have to point out that the film stock has darkened over the years to the point of hindrance. Having found some of Edmond's victims, Kolchak realizes that the zombie is leaving the scene by bus. Setting aside the willing obliviousness of a driver and fellow passengers in letting a corpse board (and the question of how a corpse buys a ticket*) , the scene still presents a problem. How did Kolchak know Edmonds was on the bus? I think we're supposed to be able to see him boarding but I've studied those shots and can't see him. Honestly, I can hardly see anything but the bus and a bench. it's one of those moments you have to replay to figure out what new idea has taken Kolchak's attention and what he's up to. ( I love that music cue as he grabs the bus).

Finally, a word about culture. I like this episode a lot, but it treads close to tastelessness in its stereotyping. We have the usual pinstriped Italian mafia trope, and we have Sweetstick arriving in what Dirty Harry would call a pimpmobile. We've also got Voodoo as a boogeyman. I'm not genial to the former two as types, and bristle at the usual horror assumption that if it ain't Christian, it can't be good news. Watch carefully, though, I think the Zombie balances the portrait. Not all of the Syndicate men are Italian, to begin with, but more fundamentally the mafia itself is shown to be a conglomeration of organizations that transcend race and cultural heritage - we could have Italians gengsters, or black.  In Zombie we have both,  mutually proving neither to be a rule. Kolchak names a number of honest, hard-working Italian-Americans who have nothing to do with organized crime.  Vincenzo is one of them.

On zombies, meanwhile...I assume everyone knows going in that the episode title is pointing us toward traditional zombies and not Romerotypes? Legends of zombies are pretty sketchy as practitioners of African magicks are notoriously secretive about their craft. Hollywood can't help that, but they can be careful about not demonizing other religions for the sake of entertainment. Winwood responds to Kolchak's mad theories about Voodoo with an insistence on respecting the faiths of the Haitian community. Uncle Filemon is friendly and welcoming as a representative of both the faith and his community. Mamalois Edmonds stands in for the abuse of magick that the faith acknowledges (both the light and the dark of witchcraft), Filemon must represent the light as both a decent man and Houngan. Anyway, notice that Edmonds has a cross on her wall - Vodoun is a mix of Catholicism and older African faiths. The Other isn't so other.

10 Pulitzer-winning examples of photojournalism taken from the safety of a closed car trunk. They shoot horses, don't they? Please don't kill the Mustang.

Asides:
Before most of us had VCRs, CBS (the American network, Columbia Broadcasting System) bought the series for airing in their Friday Latenight slot, 11:30 to 12:35. One highly memorable Friday night, "The Zombie" was followed by the American television debut of Don Coscarelli's "Phantasm" (1979). I had badly wanted to see that film, it called to me...but I was too young to see an R-rated movie at the cinema without an adult, and no one would take me. So that night after The Night Stalker was my first time seeing it. I was the only one awake in the house and I sat with the entirety of a large living room at my back...all the lights turned out...and the front door next to me, occasionally giving a sudden creak or snap as the house settled for the night. One of the finest, funnest viewing experiences I've ever been blessed with. I love that movie to bits, Phantasm.

I've seldom seen zombies as spry as François when he's got someone trying to sew salt into his face.

If you like horror films, I highly recommend Wes Craven's The Serpent and the Rainbow. It is that rare Voodoo/zombie flick that treats the culture of Haiti and the Vodoun faith with respect instead of demonizing them as 'other', and even rarer for being a horror film that bothers to be astute about the politics involved. It's a smart movie with a touching, genuine love story, affecting cast, and some lush visuals of sensual beauty and dreamlike horror. One of my favorite movies, period, and arguably Craven's best film.

*Mamalois Edmonds was as canny as she was cagey. My bet about the bus is that she anticipated the problem and bought her boy an all-month pass.

Kolchak: The Night Stalker - The Ripper and intro

(The IMDb group I've hooked up, The Sages of the Single Season, has voted to watch and review/discuss Kolchak: The Night Stalker one episode per week now that we have finished with Gerry Anderson's UFO.  You can find us on the message board for that show: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071003/board)

I was eight years old when Kolchak: The Night Stalker aired in 1974.  Because it was Friday, I had permission to stay up an hour past bedtime - it played right after My Partner, the Ghost (aka Randall & Hopkirk, Deceased).  It scared me plenty, and I wouldn't miss an episode.  Bits and pieces of it stayed with me all my life...scenes, scares, and even certain music cues which I never forgot a note of.  Even today, a sudden familiar noise at two or three in the morning will harken back to this show and suddenly I'll be wide awake with my heart beating too fast.

It was a time when American culture was taken with the 'supernatural'...with mysticism and the occult, with ancient Egypt and its mummies and curses and 'pyramid power', with UFOs, with Kirlian photography and ghosts and ESP, with reincarnation, with Bigfoot and spontaneous combustion.  We had a fascination for the morbid and dark, The uncaught Zodiac awakening the chill of Jack the Ripper.  Leonard Nimoy visited our living rooms for half an hour every weekend to take us In Search Of...the lost town of Roanoke, the Nazca Lines, the ghost of Van Gogh, the death of Pompeii.  People carried tattered paperbacks of "Chariots of the Gods" like it was the new Bible. We wanted to know...we were desperate to know, and to believe.  We were ready.  There had to be more out there, if anyone would just ask.

We wanted to know about power, too.  America's unlikeliest heroes that year were a couple of investigative journalists who broke a story of corruption in the highest office, and the name Watergate became a dictionary fixture.  After the murder of JFK, after Vietnam, and now the President himself deceiving us we had become disillusioned by authority and wanted more Woodwards and more Bernsteins, tenacious seekers of truth who would defy the Powers That Be, to root out just what it was we weren't being told.

Carl Kolchak was that kind of reporter. 

He'd already appeared in a couple of hit made-for-television films, The Night Stalker and The Night Strangler.  Kolchak had been a print reporter in Las Vegas when a serial killer terrorized that city in 1972.  As the gruesome facts came to be revealed, Kolchak was forced to reach a difficult conclusion that no one else was willing to: the killer was not a madman who thought himself a vampire, but was indeed a genuine vampire.  Kolchak was a rational man, unimaginative and not given to fancies, bull-headed to the point of rudeness...but he understood facts.  The facts were undeniable.

The movies worked for a number of reasons, but foremost among them was veteran character actor Darren McGavin as Kolchak, a newsman as exuberant as he was tactless.  He is described in The Night Strangler as having walked straight out of a production of The Front Page, with his vented porkpie hat and simple blue-collar attire.  That's him, boy, he'd have been at home in Hollywood's Thirties with his flippant jibes and irrepressible belief in his calling, his steadfast conviction in the people's right to know the truth.  Carl Kolchak flows from McGavin like water from a spring.  He's not a collection of mannerisms, he's a force of nature.  If The Night Stalker had been a stage play it would have closed early because in McGavin's hands Kolchak would have chased everyone else off the stage in pursuit of a juicy story. 

Stephen King wrote in his book Danse Macabre that Kolchak was the key to taking the vampire from its stuffy Gothic setting where we might see it as silly kids' stuff and making it a credible part of the real world - the mundane place of used car lots and property leases, of tired and hassled casino showgirls, of hospital blood banks and bureaucrats and bellicose editors.  The supernatural was a hard sell for a down-to-Earth, no-bullshit guy like Kolchak, but if he could believe in vampires, King argues, then so could we.  Producer Dan Curtis (of Dark Shadows fame) and author Richard Matheson convinced us by convincing Kolchak.  King was praising the original Night Stalker telefilm.  He was less laudatory of the series overall but still impressed with star Darren McGavin.

This eight-year-old didn't know anything about any of that.  I'd never even heard of the two TV movies.  But I knew what scared me, and Kolchak knew it before I did.

That's what this show is for me, the "safe scare" that the horror genre is at its heart unadulterated by gore, sex, subtext, or other concerns.  It is simple fear distilled. It is the tale told at the campfire, in the dark, in the open where nothing will shelter you.  You know it's not real, but...you look over your shoulders anyway.  Just in case.  'Cuz you can hear the woods moving.

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The Ripper

Our first two proper looks at Carl Kolchak (including a credits sequence that's a miniature masterpiece) establish him as 'a regular joe' and a working stiff.  He rides the L, has no head for fashion, and if his hat spends all day on the floor 'cuz he missed the coathook it's no big deal.

Writing for the Independent News Service, Carl is watching a big story pass him by.  Someone is murdering women in Chicago's sex trade.  That's the kind of mean, gritty beat Carl is good at...and he's stuck filling in for "Miss Emily", the advice columnist while the killer assignment lands on the desk of prissy Ron "Uptight" Updyke - a  reporter singularly unqualified for the job.  Carl has been sidelined as  chastised by editor Tony Vincenzo after Kolchak's latest act of overzealousness in covering a story: Kolchak made a 'citizen's arrest' of people who got in his way.  In Carl's view, that's just getting the job done.  Tony knows Kolchak's the best reporter he's got going but oh! The headaches!  Kolchak has a gut instinct for rubbing  every authority in sight the wrong way, and it always ends up in Vincenzo's lap.  That's Tony Vincenzo, bellicose with his underlings but timid with authority.  The lead characters and the dynamic that will drive them have now been expertly sketched out for us in a matter of minutes with  zero exposition and no fuss. 

These regulars are half the fun of K:TNS, balancing the careful build of fright setpieces with delightfully funny bickering.  Simon Oakland reprises the role of Tony Vincenzo from the two Kolchak movies that preceded the series, ever frustrated by his star reporter's eccentricities.  One of these days Vincenzo's gonna be driven to a breakdown.   Updyke (Jack Grinnage) is the butt of Kolchak's humor, never able to get the upper hand.  McGavin and Oakland had already established a chemistry with natural rhythm and timing into which Grinnage easily becomes a perfect third party.  They make a great comedy trio. 

Also funny are scenes of Kolchak being stymied at a massage parlor and encountering a Miss Emily fan who asks if he spends a lot of time checking on weirdos.  Cpt. Warren is not especially amusing in himself but his steadfast faith in rationality provides a launching pad for McGavin to send Kolchak on an outraged tirade - he's so much fun to watch when he's skyrocketing!

Humor is a staple of TNS, balancing extended sequences of terror.  We see the victims being assaulted, Kolchak investigates, the facts mount.  Our serial killer dresses like an escapee from  Gothic horror production with natty Victorian dress, cape, top hat and devil's-head cane.  He leaps from rooftops several stories high with no injury, walks away from being hit by a car, tosses  around grown men - trained cops - like rag dolls and never utters  a single sound. 

For  most of the episode we will only see the murderer's clothing, and in glimpses at that.  We are kept in the dark quite literally as time has darkened the film stock of what  was already a production set largely at night.  This renders some of the action difficult to make out (Kolchak declares that the killer demolished a squad car, but we don't see it), but it also increases the creep factor.  You can really feel those empty spaces where it's best not to lurk, or the isolation of a  city street at night.

Fellow journalist Jane Plumm sets Kolchak in the right direction when she points out that these killings are replicating Jack the Ripper's reign of terror in London of the late 19th century.  Even the crude notes left for police are the same, and a letter withheld by police contain a nasty taunt about devouring one of the victim's kidneys (Jane relates over a huge lunch).  Did you know, she asks, that the same killing spree has been re-enacted multiple times over the last century?  Contagious psychosis, that's her theory.  This story is going to make her career if she can land it for the tabloid paying her salary.  She's hungry for it.

Kolchak comes to a much more radical  conclusion of his own.  One of Jane's copycats was hanged for his crimes, and the next to appear had rope burns on his neck. That added to the superhuman power this killer is possessed of can mean only one thing.  This is the real Jack the Ripper, still alive and still killing.  I hate to say this, but I must... if you were to judge by the series alone without the prior movies, Kolchak comes off as kind of a flake sometimes.  The Night Stalker (1972) had a running length of about 75 minutes, plenty of time in which Kolchak - a down-to-earth skeptic toward the supernatural - could weigh evidence and become convinced that vampires are real. The Night Strangler originally ran for 75 minutes and has since had material restored bringing it to 90.  Following up on those two telefilms, K:TNS allows only some 50 minutes per episode, which necessarily means we get little or nothing of his process in reaching unbelievable conclusions.  We know he's right every time, but only because he's the hero.  By extension that means we know that people like Jane Plumm are wrong.  We get exasperated with people like Vincenzo, or figures like Cpt. Warren of the police who stonewall with their common sense.  All the same, these are the rational ones in Kolchak's universe.  I try not to let that bother me when watching, but sometimes it does.  because of the airtime limitations, Kolchak is kind of an incredulous nutter too quick to embrace the ridiculous.  Besides his bull-in-a-china-shop approach, it's no wonder the authorities won't give him the time of day.

This particular theory has some holes in it.  How exactly is the Ripper still alive and unaging?  Is he not human?  If not, then what?  Why does he keep repeating the exact same pattern of his infamous spree,  down to the same notes, instead of just...killing? How can he wear the same shoes for over 70 years without a hint of wear on them?  To be filed under YNSTA (You're Not Supposed to Ask).  You gloss over it because it's a campfire tale. The details just get in the way.  For many, Jack the Ripper isn't just another serial killer, he's the quintessential boogeyman.  You can use him any way you like in a story and it will work.

 

Where the banter with Vincenzo and Uptight have a playful score complete with a near-'wah-wahhhh' theme for horns, strings dominate the dark.  Otherwise, scenes of Carl hunting or preparing to confront a monster tend to be silent.  If he speaks. it's in pithy prose voiceovers, recorded notes from which he will write his accounts.  He tends to compose his thoughts with an ear for the melodramatic punch.  Not exactly the stoic hero, then.  The Ripper's final act is a confident tour of the Ripper's derelict home and lair, Kolchak making us cringe as he leaves his sign everywhere through sheer lack of grace.  That too is a nice touch, making us fear that he is waaay too incautious and really ought the get the fuck out.  But no, he takes us in with him, right into a closet where he and we hide as Jack keeps reaching his hand through a curtain and right past Carl's nose.  How does our stalwart hero hold up?  He panics and screams.  You have to love a hero who loses his shit like that.

The finale is well orchestrated, quiet dread building to a breaking point before erupting into frenzy.  It would have been nothing, though, without the firm base that the rest of the episode has provided.  We see women going about their lives, The Ripper literally intruding into the frame,  and then we see the aftermath.  it's not graphic, but the sense of transgression and violence is carried in the reactions of those who are on the scene.  Ron Updyke is an object of ridicule but his revulsion and horror are easy to sympathize with.
Carl Kolchak - a hero for the people.  I'll rate it 7 drawers stuffed with unopened letters asking for advice.

Asides:

The dialog keeps insisting that Jane Plumm is "fat" - that's the specific adjective repeatedly given.  Unfortunate enough, this body shaming, and in her one big scene she overloads at a diner.  Why, then,  was the part  cast with an actress who by any standard could never be considered anything but her ideal body index? There's not an ounce of fat on her.

Kolchak wears tennis shoes (or running shoes if you prefer).  This makes sense for a reporter, or these days for just about anyone: hard shoes suck.  I guess in '74 that wasn't the norm?  A masseuse (actually undercover police officer) remarks that Kolchak's  shoes "are so funny".

 

One of the series' signature music cues makes its debut at around 48:40 (per the DVD).  It's one of my favorites from childhood.  You'll be hearing it often throughout the show.  I also  love that title theme by Gil Mellé.  Mellé is credited with writing the music for (at least) this episode, however five composers contributed throughout the series.  They include Jerry Fielding and Robert Cobert from Dark Shadows.  Who wrote what exactly, I don't know. 

I like Johnny Depp, I do.  All the same, I have read with no small amount of relief that Disney has finally deep-sixed Depp's plans to play Kolchak in a modern film version of The Night Stalker.  I've nothing against Depp, who is adept at crafting memorable, colorful characters, but in any given performance he is as likely to rely on mannerisms and caricature as he is to push himself for something more genuine.  McGavin's Kolchak was not driven by mannerisms and tics but by sheer force of personality.  In that, McGavin and Depp's approaches would be polar opposites: one spontaneous and the other studied to death.   Depp proclaims that he is a huge fan of the series, the character, and McGavin, and that his movie would be respectful.  I'm sure he means it, but he said the same of Dark Shadows and we all saw the awful parody which he and Tim Burton delivered  instead. I like Depp, but keep him away from The Night Stalker.