What a shame they didn’t get Vincent Price for the lead in this picture. It isn’t that Ray Milland does a bad job. It’s just that I’m so used to seeing Price in Roger Corman’s adaptations of Edgar Allan Poe stories. The title pretty much sets up the whole picture: a wealthy painter is obsessed with a fear of being buried alive, a phobia that consumes his art, his marriage and his life. The high point of the production is the nightmare sequence in which all the guy’s precautions fail one by one. Sadly, much of the rest of the movie seems contrived to limp the plot along to feature length. Mildly amusing
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