Miles Malleson

Miles Malleson

  • Born: 1888-5-25
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  • Miles Malleson, actor and screenwriter, major works include "The Circus (1964)", "You Must Be Joking! (1965)" and so on.
    Extended Reading
    • Doris 2022-06-27 23:57:41

      Organic fusion of ring structure and type elements

      The film is based on the fact that the protagonist Craig visits a country house and has a sense of deja vu in the house, so that the guests in the house narrate their own experiences to form a film that is both independent and not lacking in commonality. I don't know if it is the first film work...

    • Abby 2022-06-27 10:04:17

      id ego and superego

      After watching "Night of the Dead", I found out that it is the originator of the suspense and thriller movies I have watched over the years. A main story is strung with five short stories, and the five short stories can be made into a good-looking suspense thriller movie if they are taken out...

    Dead of Night quotes

    • [Sally's mother has shown up to drag her away to a party for her godfather Edwin]

      Sally O'Hara: But, Mother, I can't! You see, this is Mr. Craig, and I'm one of the characters in his dream!

      Mrs O'Hara: [shakes his hand briskly] Oh, how do you do? Such fun, charades! So, you do understand, don't you, and poor Edwin's so terribly sensitive. Now, come along!

      Sally O'Hara: Mummy, you mustn't! You see, Mr. Craig's going to hit me - savagely!

      Mrs O'Hara: Oh, well, I'm sure he can hit somebody else instead. Now, come along, dear!

    • Dr. van Straaten: [removes his eyeglasses] Ah. No doubt you thought it would be very amusing to watch my cherished disbeliefs being shattered.

      Eliot Foley: [sarcastically] Mm, very clever of us, I must say. I wonder if we have any more surprises up our sleeves.

      [the camera focuses on Dr. van Straaten's hands as he fiddles with his eyeglasses]

      Walter Craig: That's it - your glasses!

      Dr. van Straaten: What about my glasses?

      Walter Craig: It's later on. We're having drinks. You break those glasses of yours, and then, quite suddenly, the room goes dark. And then, Foley, you say something, something about the death of a man I've never heard of. And that's where my dream becomes a nightmare. A nightmare of horror.

      Joan Cortland: Horror? What sort of horror?

      Walter Craig: I feel my will power draining away. I feel I'm in the grip of a force that's driving me towards something unspeakably evil.

      Dr. van Straaten: It shows that you have some heavy weight on your conscience. Now, in my opinion...

      Walter Craig: I'm no longer interested in your opinion, Doctor. You shook me at first, with your ingenious theories. I thought perhaps the whole thing was a delusion. But Mrs. Grainger's arrival has altered all that. I have been here before, in my dreams. For some reason, I was given foreknowledge of the future. Why? I don't know. I want to know! I must know!