Peter Cushing is still great in EVIL. Sure, he’s not playing the character exactly the same as in the other films, but it’s refreshing to see him more heroic than usual, and it’s not as though he’s a total saint either (he does take a freshly dead man and cut out his heart, for crying out loud). There are small moments of indifference, too – such as when the mute peasant girl offers bread to Cushing and his assistant, Hans — while Hans takes the trouble of saying, “thank you… but have you enough for yourself?” Baron Frankenstein takes his half without a word of gratitude and instead merely mutters to Hans, “she can’t hear you”.
Terence Fisher is a good director, but I think Freddie Francis does a fantastic job too on THE EVIL OF FRANKENSTEIN (and, later, on Dracula HAS RISEN FROM THE GRAVE). The laboratory is the best of all the films, and there are many neat cinematic touches — like the grim shadowplay when the creature is stalking around town, and the monster’s POV shot as he is first being raised up from his slab. The music is striking too, on par with just about any other Hammer classic. It accentuates the events of the movie very well. Kiwi Kingston makes a formidable hulking monster, and there are times when I even pitied him (it’s rough to see him getting those migraines and to be abused by that hypnotist).
The only things weak about EVIL for me are some of the moments where we are at the fair, though once Peter Cushing crashes the Burgomaster’s home to claim his property (“Be quiet, woman!!” – I love that! – ) we’re back into high gear. Another debit for the movie is that its script seems a little perfunctory at times. In summary — taken on its own without carping on what this isn’t and enjoying it for what riches are to be found within it,
