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  • "Spellbound" is a psychological thriller that tells the story of the new head of a mental asylum (Peck) who turns out to be an imposter. It's love at first sight for Constance (Bergman), a psychiatrist at the asylum, who falls for Anthony (Peck). However, his amnesia and dizzy spells reveal that he isn't the man he says he is, and he may have actually killed the man he's pretending to be.

    As things begin to unravel and the situation becomes public knowledge, Anthony does a runner and Constance leaves the asylum to track him down. The pair reunites and Constance quests to prove the innocence of her new lover.

    This movie has suspense written all over it. I'm a big fan of Hitchcock movies, especially the cinematography. I love it when the shot cuts to a new location or landscape - almost in complete silence. It gives a certain eerie 'what's going to happen here?' feel to it. Even in the opening titles with the bare tree branches rattling in the wind - you know you're in for a real treat with that spooky music.

    At times Peck's character does come across a bit of wimp during his funny 'spells' where he flashes back to a time when he THINKS he may have committed a crime. You want him to pull himself together and snap out of it, yet it's part of the plot so all is forgiven.

    When all the signs point to guilt Constance, in what we can only assume is her own delusion and blindness, refuses to believe that Anthony could ever do something so heinous. Her scepticism rings true towards the end when her psychiatric training comes in handy and we discover what really happened. She calls on the expertise of her former mentor, played by Michael Chekhov, who plays the part of the probing, and rather peculiar, psychoanalyst well.

    Bergman and Peck make a terrific pairing. The love their characters have for each other is so convincing, you pray (and hope) that Anthony is innocent and it's all a misunderstanding. Bergman portrays Constance's desperation so well - she is desperate to prove Anthony is a good man despite his multiple admissions of guilt.
  • JohnHowardReid13 December 2017
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    In his excellent study of Ingrid Bergman for the Pyramid Illustrated History of the Movies series, Curtis F. Brown tells exactly what is wrong with Spellbound: "In addition to Gregory Peck's callow appearance and wooden acting, the film has other serious faults. One is its pretentious and simplistic 'dream sequence. Another is the dialogue."

    Most of the picture is thrown Bergman's way and she is such an accomplished actress and lights up the screen with such a charismatic inner radiance that it doesn't really matter what she says. The logical, pragmatic side of our brain is only half-listening. And as for Peck, for once his very shallowness and lack of presence is ideally suited for the part he is called upon to play.

    The support cast, led by Leo G. Carroll, is also sufficiently professional to either smooth out or neatly contrast the gauche acting of the amateurish Peck. Though why Michael Chekhov was honored with a Supporting Actor nomination is beyond me. Competent enough he certainly is, but he is among the least interesting of the supporting line-up. Other names that spring to mind well before Chekhov' are John Emery, Rhonda Fleming, Norman Lloyd and Wallace Ford.

    The Criterion DVD can be thoroughly recommended.
  • Good Alfred Hitchcock film in which Ingrid Bergman plays a psychiatrist from a mental hospital with various patients (Norman Lloyd, Rhonda Fleming), along with Leo G. Carroll and other doctors heal them . There comes Gregory Peck replacing former director . But Peck has amnesia and having panic to white color and the lines , then Ingrid falls in love with him , as she uncovers his previous life through Freudian analysis . The picture is based on novel ¨House of Edwards¨ by Bleeding and concerning the psychoanalysis , an usual theme in post-WWII time.

    The movie contains thriller , tension , suspense , romance , intrigue , unlimited excitement and plenty of plot twists , as usual in Hitchcock films . Besides , it has a literately witty dialog with distinctive Hitch's touches and writing credits by Ben Hetch (Billy Wilder's habitual writer). There's also an exciting and famous dream sequence by Salvador Dali . Hitch didn't want the ordinary dream images with fog and cloud but he asked David O'Selznick (the famed Hollywood producer) for hire to prestigious surrealist painter Salvador Dali from Spain . Superb performances from main characters , a gorgeous blonde (Hitch later used Grace Kelly , Kim Novak) Ingrid Bergman (1915-1982) who would work with Hitchcock in various films (Notorious , Under Capricorn) and the elegant and brilliant Gregory Peck (Paradine trial) as the confuse amnesic , both of whom are frankly well . They are well accompanied by a good support cast , such as : Leo G Carroll, Rhonda Fleming and Norman Lloyd , Hitch' s regular. Sensational black and white cinematography by George Barnes . Dramatic, atmospheric and thrilling musical score by Miklos Rozsa , he won an Academy Award for the excellent score . The flick will appeal to Hitchcock enthusiasts as well as Ingrid Bergman/Gregory Peck fans . Rating : Above average , well worth watching.
  • While I wouldn't include 'Spellbound' in my top five favourite Alfred Hitchcock movies it's still wonderfully entertaining. Of course it had dated badly in some ways, but not enough to spoil a modern viewer's enjoyment. Psychoanalysis was still quite a cinematic novelty at the time, but this means that we have to put up with an awkward opening sequence, complete with "explanations" on the screen, and a few pretty hokey moments throughout, but hey, I can live with that, and the amateurish filmed skiing scene. These few flaws, quite a rarity for Hitchcock, are still small potatoes. The legendary Salvador Dali designed dream sequence allegedly used very little of the great surrealists outlandish ideas, but even so it's striking and memorable. I also really enjoyed the inventive score by Miklos Rozsa, which utilized the eerie sound of the theremin, later used in the science fiction classic 'The Day The Earth Stood Still', and The Beach Boys psychedelic pop masterpiece 'Good Vibrations'. Now the best thing about 'Spellbound' and what really makes it into a wonderfully entertaining mystery/romance is Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck. These two Golden Age superstars are both absolutely wonderful individually, but together they are magical, and one of THE great romantic couples in movie history. 'Spellbound' may not be Hitchcock's very best work, but I still highly recommended it. I can't see how anyone could not enjoy it.
  • dbdumonteil15 September 2001
    Could this one be the most underrated of all Hitchcock's American movies/What?only 7.6?And however,you've got plenty of movies for the price of one!Come on ,wake up,and give this triumph its due!

    1.It's a mystery movie:Peck suffers from amnesia,he may or may not be a criminal,only snatches of memory come back and he can't put them together.Some clues appear,the "lines" vision is the most famous.

    2.It's a movie full of suspense;great scenes:the letter which Bergman tries to hide,the news papers at the railway station.

    3.It's a chase movie:Bergman and Peck escape from the nursing home and search a shrink's colleague help.

    4.It's a dreamlike movie:not only for the Dali's -too often unfairly dismissed-dream.Actually, the whole story is wrapped in a supernatural,eerie atmosphere.

    5.It's a romantic story:the scenes outside the nursing home in country landscapes are wonderfully and lovingly filmed.

    6.It's a movie of redemption:Bergman falls in love with her patient,and she's got to struggle -thanks Mister Freud- to help Peck to recover his

    full memory.

    7.It's a technically astounding movie,as in every Hitch movie:it features the shortest color scene (it's a black and white movie)in cinema.And I won't tell you when it appears,watch out.

    8.It's a movie from the Master of suspense,and I trade you "a lapse of memory","shattered" and "the third day " for "Spellbound"!It deserves to be in the top 250!
  • Alfred Hitchcock weaves his spell binding magic into this Francis Beeding novel. In some opinions, this is Hitchcock's best project from the 40's. Powerful stars and a great story line keeps your interest until the final shot.

    An amnesia patient(Gregory Peck)is believed to be a psychotic killer. Bits and pieces of his memory about a childhood accident makes him believe that he is a murderer. Ingrid Bergman plays a young psychiatrist, who helps Peck unravel his past and regain his memory and mental health. During this process, the lovely doctor tries not to fall in love with her needy patient. She takes him to her old professor(Michael Chekhov) for help. He is reluctant to get involved with solving the mystery to clear the patient's name.

    Brilliant camera work and being filmed in black & white really helped the story line. There is an eye opening dream sequence designed by Salvador Dali that is down right mystic.

    The strong and talented cast also includes: Regis Toomey, Leo G. Carroll and Rhonda Fleming. This film is worth the time to watch again and again.
  • I recently saw this film on the large screen after having not seen it for over 10 years. My memories of it were not that fond -- I recalled it as an unusually melodramatic and not very convincing thriller enlivened by a very attractive cast.

    What I had forgotten about was how almost impossibly silly all the psychoanalytical claptrap is, especially in the first couple of reels, which thereby make us feel very quickly that we're not quite in the mature, masterful grip of Hitch's usual wit and taste. Yes, I know this was made in the 40's, but the first 20 to 30 minutes of the film have more sexist moments and infantile behavior by supposed doctors than one would ever expect from either Hitch or Ben Hecht.

    So who's to blame? One guess -- David O. Selznick! That being said (along with the fact that the story doesn't really add up to much of anything, since all the premises on which it's based seem so shaky, naive and downright goofy), the film has some things going for it. About midway through the picture, when Michael Chekhov appears as Dr. Brulov, the film suddenly kicks into what we might call "classic British Hitch mode," with the kind of understated wit and ensemble playing the director had been doing so well since the early 30's. It almost becomes another (and far more palatable) film at this point. The scenes with Bergman, Peck and Chekhov are the highlight of the film, and I have to admit that I'm even kind of fond of the hotel lobby scene, with the appealingly breezy Bill Goodwin (of "Burns and Allen" radio fame) as the house detective. Peck has never been more handsome, in a strangely fragile way.

    Also worth a look are the brief but truly unusual Dali-designed dream sequences. There is something to be said for Miklos Rozsa's score as well: although it edges a bit far into soupy overscoring, the expressive main theme has quality, and his use of the theremin (which he also employed in his score for THE LOST WEEKEND at virtually the same time) is striking and represented "something new" in film music.

    One could easily make excuses for this film based on "it was only 1945" or "what people knew about psychoanalysis was still naive", etc., but even taken in context of its time it's a pretty silly film without the kind of sustained surety of style leavened with simultaneous suspense, intelligence, taste and humor that he had already proved he could do so well from more than ten years earlier. Given a standard he had already given us with examples from THE 39 STEPS or YOUNG AND INNOCENT through THE LADY VANISHES in the UK, or FOREIGN CORRESPONDENT and SHADOW OF A DOUBT here in the US, this film seems not up to his true capacities, and like his other Selznick-produced American film, REBECCA, seems both overfussy and filled with emphases and spoonfeeding of details which Hitch himself would never have given us.

    You need only compare this film with his very next one, NOTORIOUS, to be painfully aware how much better Hitchcock on his own -- using his own standards of pace, momentum and the ADULT treatment of script themes -- could be when not under the thumb of Selznick. Thank God he didn't have to work for him any more after this.
  • You've fallen for a man who's an impostor, although his memories of before he cannot foster, a psychologist by trade, you're intent to move the shade, and prevent John Ballantyne from getting loster. He disappears, you track him down and run away, to your mentor's house you find a place to stay, as together you decrypt, in abstract dreams you find transcript, then make your way to mountains where folk ski and sleigh. It soon transpires that there's skulduggery at work, you're new loves actions, can't possibly be shirked, a slippery slope is more inclined, riven with twisting, turning lines, a casual comment fills with light, removes the dark.

    Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck enchant throughout.
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    Cinema works best as even-handed, non-egotistical collaboration. Total control by one individual can be hit-or-miss, depending on their proficiency. But what is almost always disastrous is the collision between two dominating personalities. Of the four features produced by David O. Selznick and directed by Alfred Hitchcock, Spellbound is probably the one in which suffers most from them treading on each other's toes.

    Selznick was a rare kind of producer, who rather than simply trying to come up with the most successful money-making formulas, also used his pictures as showcases for his own favourite themes. Spellbound was the result of a passing interest in psychoanalysis, and while Hitch was apparently not against the idea of doing a shrink flick, Selznick's influence places too much emphasis on it. It's also ridiculously laudatory, the foreword and opening scenes giving you the impression that psychoanalysis is as straightforward and effective as prescribing a dose of antibiotics.

    The structure of Spellbound is also not ideally suited to the Hitchcockian mode of suspense, which was based upon revealing the identity of the villain to the audience and then creating tension from making us wonder when and how they will strike again. Sometimes, as in Shadow of a Doubt or Rear Window, the killer would not be identified with certainty, but Hitch would immerse us in the suspicions of the central character, and this worked just as well. In some respects it looks as if Spellbound is an example of the latter. There appear to have been some attempts to create suspense out of the possibility that Gregory Peck's character is a murderer, and there are some typical Hitchcock moments like the business with the razor that play upon this. The trouble is, all those point-of-view shots placing us inside Peck's innocent confusion make it impossible for us to accept him as a killer, not even one who has forgotten his crimes. As such these tense moments, while nicely constructed in themselves, have no impact. The final "twist", when it arrives in the last five minutes seems tacked on, and does not shock or satisfy in any way.

    Spellbound is also an example of why we don't see many outstanding acting performances in Hitchcock movies. It's not just because Hitch didn't give any coaching to his cast members (neither did William Wyler, and his pictures are always superbly acted), it's just that his films are too technical to show off the actors to the best of their abilities. Ingrid Bergman was an exceptional actress, but because of the way Hitch works, the key moments in her performance are cut up into fleeting reaction shots, close-ups of hands and so forth. The best impression we get of her acting is in a fairly mundane scene, when she is fending off the unwanted attentions of Wallace Ford, a moment Hitchcock allows to play out in a mid-shot unbroken take. Spellbound does contain one of the few Oscar-nominated performances in a Hitchcock picture - Michael Chekhov as Dr Brulov. He is not bad, although due to the nature of his part he gets the benefit of more conventional shots which capture his best - hence why he got a nod while Ms Bergman didn't.

    The one Oscar that Spellbound did win was for the Miklos Rozsa score, although it's inferior to his work on The Lost Weekend, which was also nominated. His music for Spellbound is a little overbearing, and is incredibly heavy in the romantic scenes. It's also very sweepingly sentimental, which jars somewhat with Hitch's rather aggressive styling of these moments. Still, there is some intelligent orchestration, and it is rather effective the way it suddenly breaks into a minor key version of the love theme on the theremin when something triggers Peck's memories.

    In spite of all its flaws, Spellbound is still a very watchable picture. The screenplay is by the reliable Ben Hecht, and it moves forward at a solid pace. Hitchcock's to-the-point style of direction may not have been flattering to the cast, but at least it makes the story clear and easy to digest. However, this process of unravelling a mystery does not provide him with opportunities for suspense, or at least not his kind of suspense. Selznick got his "psycho", but this is a mediocre entry for the master.
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    This is one of my favorite movies, despite what I must reluctantly admit is a preposterous plot. But what a great cast -- Gregory Peck, the beautiful Ingrid Bergman, and various familiar character actors. Wallace Ford has an entertaining scene as an obnoxious hotel guest trying to pick up Ingrid Bergman, but who gets chased off twice by the house detective. Even though the plot elements are often unbelievable, it doesn't matter, as far as I'm concerned; the pacing is just right, the script is literate, and the dramatic tension sustains the viewer's interest to the end.

    And for my money, this movie contains one of the most, if not THE most, romantic scenes ever put on film: Gregory Peck and Ingrid Bergman, having met only a day or two before, admit to each other that they've fallen in love. He walks slowly toward her and she lifts her face to him and closes her eyes. The scene dissolves to a series of lovely doors opening slowly down a hall, to the accompaniment of Miklos Rosza's incomparably beautiful "Spellbound Theme". Now THAT'S romantic! I highly recommend "Spellbound" to any classic movie fan.
  • gridoon30 November 1999
    "Spellbound" is probably one of Hitchcock's most uneven films. It has some brilliant scenes (like the point-of-view shot near the end) that showcase Hitchcock's mastery and imagination, but it also has too many talky sequences and it takes too much time to reach its less-than-satisfying conclusion. Hitchcock relies heavily on psychological theories for his explanations, but I think that those explanations are far too simplistic. The "decoding" of the weird dream sequences is also too literal: every image has a definite and obvious meaning - does that ever happen in YOUR dreams? The low point is, for me, the explanation that the movie provides for the wheel's presence in the dream.
  • Spleen7 August 1999
    A world in which Freudian psycho-analysis works as it's supposed to is rather like a world in which magic works - so call this film a fantasy. There's nothing whatever wrong with fantasy. Indeed, there's nothing better. Hitchcock announces at the very beginning that the story takes place in a Freudian world; thereafter he plays perfectly fair with us.

    He even chose the right collaborators for a fantasy. The dream sequences were designed by Salvador Dali. (Anyone whose dreams really do look like Dali paintings maybe COULD do with some psycho-analysis.) They're not frightening - dream sequences rarely are - but they are at any rate more interesting than the usual dreams we might have or hear about. The music was by Miklós Rózsa, maybe the best of the composers who settled in Hollywood, certainly the most vividly overpowering. He was exactly the right choice for this film - however much Hitchcock disliked the score, or said that he did.

    The story follows a confused Gregory Peck, who cannot remember key episodes of his recent (and not so recent) past, and who may, just possibly, be a dangerous criminal. Ingrid Bergman is a second-generation disciple of Freud who despite her professional caution finds herself falling in love with him. Perhaps it sounds cardboard already, but the performances invest the characters with more life than my descriptions did. Peck in particular is highly sympathetic. He comes across as not at all mad, not even mentally disturbed - just a man who can't remember one or two things and has an odd aversion to things like parallel lines. (That?s right - parallel lines.) Anyway, as I said, it's a fantasy: the forces of psychoanalysis must unravel the mystery before it's too late. (Why there's a "too late" is too complicated to go into.) The usual kind of Hitchcock suspense isn't there but the man WAS capable of moving outside his home genre now and then. Remember, his other fantasy was "The Birds".
  • Spellbound (1945) directed by Alfred Hitchcock is a genius film on psychoanalysis.

    It revolves around the head of the Green Manors mental asylum Dr. Murchison, who is retiring to be replaced by Dr. Edwardes, a famous psychiatrist. Edwardes arrives and is immediately attracted to the beautiful but cold Dr. Constance Petersen. However, it soon becomes apparent that Dr. Edwardes is in fact a paranoid amnesiac impostor. He goes on the run with Constance who tries to help his condition and solve the mystery of what happened to the real Dr. Edwardes.

    I highly recommended watching it for its timeless plot and brilliant storytelling, especially by Hitchcock but also told through the great performances by Gregory Peck and Ingrid Bergman. Particularly the dream sequence is pure masterclass Hitchcock. Brilliant director's take on psychological inquiry.
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    This finds itself to be severely dated. Psychoanalysis and Freud have both been long swept aside so the core of the film feels a little silly, and all the mind-boggling symbolism and trance-like states that Peck is struck by all seem bizarre, and not in the right way. Psychoanalysis subscribes diligently to the theory that repressed childhood trauma sticks with you long after it is over, so we have that creepy POV shot of the brother being impaled by the fence, and Peck is triggered by symbols along the way that mimic this; lines etched by forks, lines in couches, bars speeding by from a train. But he is also strangely struck by other things like sharp knives cutting meat and a phantom burning in his hand, which seems less coherent and more just another attempt to link violence to his troubled state of mind. The few moments of tension draw attention to themselves overtly with cutaways to closeups and furtive glances - it's all a little too theatrical. Dali's clever (and laboriously constructed) surrealist sequence seems like a vague stab in the dark for some sort of connection, which is of course brilliantly and deductively deciphered by Bergman.

    If it was the intention to empower her character the film goes about it the wrong way by drawing attention to her gender all too often. This was of course unavoidable in the 40s as a female in a male-dominated profession, but it begins to feel like overkill when every single colleague is unsubtly trying to flirt and demean her at the same time (even Petersen's mentor dismisses any rational point she tries to make). Unsurprisingly Petersen is also privy to a little romance; why else would you cast Ingrid Bergman, after all. It becomes futile to slap spectacles on that face and make her a respected physician, because the script doesn't call for logic, but passion as a means to unravel the mystery behind Edwardes' amnesia. Everything seems to point to his guilt (even he admits it himself), but Petersen is determined to get to the bottom of the case, not because she wants justice, but because she is head over heels in love with the dashing Gregory Peck. Rather insulting, even is she is somehow right. The double mental and sexual metaphor of the 'locked doors of the mind' and the vagina is straight up silly. They both try to convince themselves they are professionals and it isn't about love (which is also unethical), but from that first glance and catch of the eye, and the way the soundtrack always blooms as they embrace, this is less psychological thriller and more romance.
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    Perhaps the best of Alfred Hitchcock's collaborations with producer David O. Selznick, "Spellbound" stars Ingrid Bergman as Dr. Constance Petersen, a compassionate but sexually guarded psychotherapist who falls for Dr Edwardes (Gregory Peck), a new doctor who arrives at Green Manors, the mental asylum at which she works.

    With a creepy, near-supernatural score by Miklos Rozsa, the film oscillates between melodrama and horror. These horrors are largely psychological, but Hitchcock's direction, and Rozsa's score, lend the film a near-paranormal edge. Like "Vertigo", "Spellbound" at times feels like a ghost story or perhaps even a story about ghostly possessions.

    The issue of "possession" itself becomes the bedrock of Hitchcock's plot. Peck's character is an impostor who has taken possession of Dr Edwardes' persona. From here on, the film becomes another of Hitchcock's Kafkaesque "wrong man" rides. The real Dr Edwardes has turned up dead and law enforcement officials believe Peck to be the murderer. Peck, now revealed to be amnesic, thus goes on the run. He is supported by Constance, who attempts to prove his innocence. With the help of another famous psychoanalyst, she delves into Peck's unconscious and comes out with some semblance of truth. It turns out, she discovers, that Peck has been repressing a very specific childhood trauma: as a kid, he accidentally killed his brother. The film ends with another revelation: the true murderer of Dr Edwardes was an ageing psychoanalyst who himself feared being dispossessed by a younger man.

    While Peck's an overly stiff actor, Bergman is as magnificent as ever, affording her character a range of subtle facial gestures, and a pleasant mix of intelligence, yearning and vulnerability. Hitchcock, meanwhile, hated hiring Peck, but Selznick kept saddling the director with him; Selznick thought the actor's good looks would bring in big money.

    The film sports a now famous "dream sequence". It was designed by Salvador Dali, the famous surrealist, but directed by William Cameron Menzies, a man who's been unfairly forgotten by history. The first person to be given the film credits of "art director" and "production designer", Menzies is today most well known for directing the surrealist/expressionist "Invaders From Mars". He was also responsible for a number of pioneering, early special effects, and as art director was responsible for the overall "look" of a number of famous films, most notably "Gone With the Wind", which he storyboarded, colour co-ordinated and co directed. "Spellbound's" dream sequence was originally about 20 minutes long, but was highly censored by Selznick. It contains the animated shadow of a gigantic bird; Hitchcock was himself, reportedly, ornithophobic.

    Like most of Hitchcock's films, our female hero is treated with much condescension by men. One great scene at a train station finds Constance turning this to her advantage; feigning naivety and playing to a detective's inflated ego, she weasels her way into a hotel room. The rest of the film both mocks and pays tribute to psychoanalysis. One eccentric character's playfully modelled on Freud, for example, the film's psychoanalytical jargon is comically overwrought, and Hitchcock manages to both turn his villain into a psychoanalyst whilst also respectfully turning psychoanalysis into that which solves the film's central crime. Elsewhere the film mistakes psychoanalysis for kitschy "dream reading". In Hitchcock's hands, psychoanalysts are nothing but art critics who decode or ascribe meaning to various warped visions.

    In Jean-Luc Godard's mammoth "Histoire(s) du cinema", there's a passage in which he pauses to muse about Hitchcock. Hitch, Godard essentially says, is less about content than "decor"; bits of scenery, camera work, clothing, props and moments. You see that with "Spellbound". What you remember are various fragments: powerful point-of-view shots, a subjective shot of a character drinking milk, snow-capped streets, and a shockingly frank scene in which a child is impaled on a fence.

    Upon release, "Spellbound" was embraced by critics and audiences. Today it's typically viewed as being second tier Hitchcock. It's ultimately a potboiler, tarnished by silly Freudian symbolism, but elevated by exquisite direction and some strong moments of comedy and horror.

    7.9/10 – Worth one viewing.
  • Awesome masterpiece created by Hitchcock .His direction is so impeccable that you can see perfect artistry in every scene of movie ,thrill suspense keep sticking audience on edge of seat . Excellent cinematography ,music , script , performances, special effects . Stellar performances by Ingrid Bergman , Gregory peck , Micheal Chekhov ...A must watch thriller ...
  • This has got to be one of Hitchcock's best films ever. And I would say top film from the 40's. The movie slowly develops into a very suspencful ride that really did catch me on the edge of my seat. The charectors are very well developed and you really get attached to them. The concept of this movie involves a woman psychiatrist who falls in love with a man who at first claims to be a psychiatrist as well. Soon we find out that he is an imposter, but he does not remember why. As he leaves for new york, the woman go's after him. The movie from there takes on an adventure. As the woman falls deeper in love with the man, but does not know if he is truly insane, possibly a murderer, or simply experienced a bad case of amnesia. As the mystery unravels, the movie will keep you guessing. Only Hitchcock can blend, Suspense, Romance, Psychological thriller, and Adventure all into one perfect harmony. Truly a Masterpiece.
  • Alfred Hitchcock makes his customary quick cameo at 38:52-38:55 at the Empire Hotel lobby in New York City. He's exiting an elevator, smoking a cigarette.
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    Never having seen this Hitchcock film in a decent print before, but only in the dreadfully worn-out prints that distributors have been content to release to the public, I had never appreciated it.

    However, the recent Talking Pictures TV showing of the scintillatingly pristine Criterion restoration, with the original hand-tinted blood-red splash of the point-of-view suicide, has remedied that: This astonishing movie drew me deep into the disturbing labyrinth that lurks just on the other side of our brittle, but complacently smooth, veneer of consciousness.

    This vertiginous plunge down the slippery slope of our frail human illusion into an horrific trance of frozen terror, as the piercing lights of Hitchcock's camera and projector bear down on us and sweep away our complacent psychological defences against the reality we strive to keep at bay, is the work of an artist of irresistible hypnotic power.

    Such mastery of cinematic means to produce precise effects in the viewer is the equal of psychological analysis. The levels of mental disturbance displayed in this film put the viewer into a region of the mind beyond surrealism, where the hyper-realism of raw psychic disturbance makes ordinary reality fade into a pale and unconvincing ghostly parody of the truth.

    Hitch must have intuited that the whole art of cinema is based on the powerful illusion known as Pepper's Ghost - an illusion which depends for its effect upon the readiness of the viewer to believe it. Hitch was a magician, and the High Priest of an ancient craft who employed the most modern technology of the moving picture to seduce his acolytes into the consciousness of the mysteries hiding within all of us, that both terrify and fascinate.

    Many have sought to unpack the utterly brilliant matching of cinematic form to purpose in this film, and have properly extolled the excellence of Hitchcock's sheer technical craft. Yet among these generally positive critics there is always one reservation: The alleged technical incompetence of the backward- racing backgrounds to the close-ups of the downhill-skiing couple's rush towards the psychological crisis.

    At this moment, it has been thought, Hitchcock's genius abandoned him, and allowed him to insert a carelessly shoddy and unconvincing studio backdrop, which is in stark and disturbing contrast to the documentary long-shots taken on the actual ski slopes, and into which the studio shots are amateurishly inserted.

    Apart from the improbability of a perfectionist and directorial disciplinarian like Alfred Hitchcock fudging a scene, the fact is that his detractors, in this instance, have chosen to see as a flaw the jarring contrast, which seems obviously intended as the means whereby we are enabled to feel the disembodied nature of the psychological reality, that is removing the two chief characters from their false, surface consciousness, as they plunge towards the literal cliffhanger denouement of either destruction or deliverance.

    In other words, the studied artificiality of the intimate close-ups is absolutely essential to the successful impact of this allegedly defective scene! The characters seem suspended in an airless region of their own intimate crisis, oblivious of the rushing world that would sweep them away from themselves - and as they are out of their mind, they come to their senses, and the vertiginous self-abandonment instantly ceases.

    Hitchcock's deployment of precise yet mysterious symbolism to imprint our minds without our really appreciating what we are seeing until it is allowed to become clear at this necessary crisis, with the disturbingly irrational appearance of parallel lines, fields of stark white, and toboggans or skis on snowy slopes, puts us in the same unstable mental state as his protagonists: We become as intent on their salvation from their personal psychic predicament as if we were their analyst - or indeed shared their own tormented and doomed psychological state.

    Orson Welles' 'Rosebud' was the toboggan symbolising the psychological disturbance of the protagonist in his 'Citizen Kane' of three years before 'Spellbound,' and i.m.h.o. Hitchcock's symbolism is not forced like Welles's, and is much more closely and meaningfully integrated into the film it appears in. Welles' symbol is cynically cast into the fire, whereas Hitchcock's is triumphant and redemptive.

    I think the location of the psychic denouement of 'Spellbound' in a place called 'Gabriel Valley' is Hitch's Catholic upbringing haunting him, this time in a positive sense; and (for me at least) this imbues his drama with a humanising spirituality that is magnificently at odds with both scientific psychiatry and unforgiving morality - and far beyond the somewhat mechanical and cynical contrivance of Welles, whom I increasingly find cold and shallow and pretentious.

    But this breathtakingly brilliant film-making by Hitchcock produces an unsettling sense of perfection, like having stared too long at an intensely bright light: One reels out of the cinema - or out of one's hallucination - into the common light of day, stumbling as one tries to come to terms with this dull, unmeaning gleam that passes for ordinary consciousness.

    I cannot believe that this film should not be considered one of the finest ever made, or that it is considered one of the Master's lesser achievements!

    And nor can I forgive the littleness of the age we presently live in, that forces the entirely admirable 'Talking Pictures TV' to place before this superb study of the agonies and glories of heterosexual desire - among other complex traits of our suffering humanity - the shallow and insulting warning that, 'This film may contain scenes which some viewers may find distressing.'

    It seems to me that our entire era requires psychoanalysing, before we can again be permitted to embark on that dark and dangerous pursuit of passion, that may as easily be hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of the mind, as it might lead us into redemption.

    Hitch was full of such very human complexes: In this film he gives to those miseries and glories a poetic power that transfixes and transforms our sensibility.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    There's much that's wrong with "Spellbound," but it has a way of keeping you watching.

    Dr. Constance Petersen (Ingrid Bergman) is a resident analyst at Green Manors, a psychiatric institution in Vermont. She's a thorough professional, though seen as too cool by patients and peers alike. Her poise is shattered when she meets her new boss (Gregory Peck), who goes by the name of Dr. Edwardes. At once both suspicious and swept off her feet by this handsome stranger, Constance soon finds herself deep in a mystery that puts both her life and sanity at risk.

    Bergman's performance is easily the best thing in the film. She's at the peak of her acclaimed radiance yet quite human, too, alternately projecting aloofness, compassion, and sheer terror. This is one of Hitch's "women's pictures," and one of his better ones, presenting us with a main character both strikingly independent and far from being in charge of her situation.

    Hitch and scripter Ben Hecht have some perverse fun with the romance between Constance and Edwardes, and Bergman is terrific playing along. Her big romantic scene with Peck ends with her saying but a single word, and what a word: "Liverwurst." Bergman almost glows as she sighs the line, which is what sells it as both comic and endearing. Here and throughout the film, Bergman is just so much fun to watch.

    A big problem for me is that she shares too many great moments with Gregory Peck, here at his most stiff and insufferable. Much of this is the product of a flawed script that requires him to drift off into a trance-like state any time there's a flash of white on-screen. Still, Peck's struggle to sell this makes for hard viewing. If you want an actor playing a shrink to render believable a line like: "We'll look at some sane trees, normal grass, and clouds without complexes," you need someone who had less starch in his collar than Peck had.

    Much of "Spellbound" feels a bit too on the nose as the story develops. The famous dream sequence designed by Salvador Dalí is interesting but entirely too literal in communicating plot points. The patients at Green Manors we briefly meet all speak out their phobias for instant analysis. ("I hate men. I loathe them.") There are drawn-out exposition scenes; a rather superfluous voice-over bit that almost spoils an otherwise fantastic ending; and more of an obvious focus on symbolism from Hitch even without Dalí, such as a couple's first kiss being accompanied with an over-the-top image of multiple doors flying open.

    Constance's diagnosis of "Edwardes" problem feels pat even by doctrinaire Freudian terms, and the final cure, when it comes, is laughably simplistic. Did anyone really ever think amnesia was merely "a trick of the mind for staying sane"?

    At some level, though, you can't attack "Spellbound" for being dime- store Freud because the hooey sort of works in the context of the movie. Even if you agree with Rhonda Fleming's Mary character that "this whole thing is ridiculous," you have to allow for psychiatry's magic efficacy in this film the same way you allow for Jedi mind tricks in "Star Wars." Doing so has its payoff at the end, when another overly literal dream analysis session turns into a killer's standoff, precisely because of that silly Freud stuff.

    Hitchcock is masterful in his compositions here, and delivers a wonderful series of set-pieces. Bergman's great performance is wonderfully supported by Leo G. Carroll, Michael Chekhov, and John Emery as my favorite character in the movie, Constance's dogged but unsuccessful suitor Dr. Fleurot, who memorably dubs her "Miss Frozen Puss." Humor and suspense are kept in fresh supply, which helps a bit in swallowing the various, badly delivered Peck lines ("Will you love me just as much when I'm normal?" "If there's anything I hate, it's a smug woman!")

    Most of all, it gives us a memorable central performance from Bergman, who makes us believe in what she's doing by the power of her character's dangerous commitment. "I couldn't feel this way toward a man who is bad." Ultimately, you may disagree with Constance, but as played by Bergman you care enough about her to stick around to the end.
  • I watched Spellbound for the first time this morning, and overall I was very impressed. While Spellbound is far from his best film, it is in general very well done, and I would definitely watch it again for a number of reasons. Hitchcock's direction is noteworthy, maybe not as tight as it usually is, but still noteworthy. The film is shot with breathtaking black and white cinematography, particularly the scene in the countryside, in fact the only scene where it didn't quite work was in the skiing scene, it looked rushed and a tad too amateurish. On a more positive note, the music score by Miklos Rosza was absolutely outstanding; it is without a doubt one of the best film scores I have ever heard, and in my opinion one of the more memorable scores in any Hitchcock film. From the beautiful sweeping title theme, to some truly haunting parts in especially the scene with the sleepwalking. The final solution is exceedingly clever and unpredictable, and the dream sequence by Salvador Dali while short was essential to the plot and very effective. Speaking of the plot, mixed with psychological nuances and a young doctor's struggles to help her patient/ lover and prove his innocence, has its usual twists and turns and is pretty suspenseful. I will admit some of it is implausible, and the script may just lack the sophistication of the scripts of Hitchcocks like Vertigo or Rebecca, but on the whole it was cleverly crafted. The performances are in general very good; Gregory Peck is disappointingly one-note, but as the beautiful but cold Constance Peterson Sweedish beauty Ingrid Bergman is a revelation. The standout supporting turns come from Michael Chekov as Alex and Leo G. Carroll as Murchison, both add a lot to the film and do very well, and Hitchcock himself makes a cameo. All in all, has its flaws, and is definitely not Hitchcock's best, but I do recommend it. And I do think that along with StageFright it is one of the more undervalued Hitchcock movies. 8/10 Bethany Cox
  • In Green Manors mental institution, Dr. Constance Petersen (Ingrid Bergman) is initiating her career of psychoanalyst and is considered a cold woman that has no time for love by her colleagues. When the head of the hospital Dr. Murchison (Leo G. Carroll) is forced to retire by the board after a breakdown, his replacement is the successful Dr. Anthony Edwardes (Gregory Peck) that is so young that surprises the other doctors in his arrival. Constance and Edwardes immediately fall in love for each other, but in a couple of days later it is disclosed that the man that supposes to be Dr. Edwardes in indeed an impostor that seems to be a paranoid amnesiac with guilty complex that might have killed the famous psychoanalyst. He goes away from Green Manors to the Empire State Hotel in New York and leaves a message to Dr. Constance that decides to find him. She sneaks and travels to New York, where she meets him lodged with the identity of John Brown. Dr. Constance decides to heal him recovering his memory and discover the fate of the true Dr. Anthony Edwardes.

    "Spellbound" is far from being among my favorite Hitchcock's movies, but there is at least one unforgettable moment in this suspenseful but dull romance: the sequence of John Ballantine's dream based on designs of Salvador Dali. Ingrid Bergman performs a psychoanalyst vulnerable in many moments and with unacceptable attitudes, like for example, prioritizing to open her correspondence that giving attention to her mentally ill patient Mr. Garmes or her juvenile rapture with Gregory Peck's character. My vote is seven.

    Title (Brazil): "Spellbound – Quando Fala o Coração" ("Spellbound – When the Heart Speaks")
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Psychiatry isn't as simple as Spellbound would have you believe, the reasons for one's neuroses sure can't get cured with two or three sessions with Ingrid Bergman. But certain events can definitely be explained and it all seems quite reasonable when the explanations come from Alfred Hitchcock.

    Spellbound gave both Gregory Peck and Ingrid Bergman their first Hitchcock films and their only film together. Peck arrives at a sanitarium to take the place of director Leo G. Carroll. But after a short time, the other psychiatrists realize that he's not all he seems.

    In fact he's not a psychiatrist at all, but in fact a mental patient who has stolen the doctor's identity. The doctor has disappeared and in all likelihood been murdered. Peck flees the sanitarium, but Ingrid doesn't believe he's guilty of anything and she pursues and finds him and together they try to unravel what's locked up in his mind.

    Back when I was in college I took an introductory psychology course to fill up my electives and Spellbound got to mean something to me then. I had a professor who I wasn't quite sure didn't belong in an asylum run by Leo G. Carroll. It was a running joke in the class that we were all in the midst of a Spellbound like drama that this man had killed the real professor and that at any time the men with the nets were going to drag our teacher away.

    Episodes in Peck's life from childhood and the war and the trauma of seeing what happened to the real doctor have made him an amnesia case out of Peck. It's up to Ingrid to unravel it all by trying to interpret some recurring dreams.

    The dream sequences involve some sets courtesy of Salvador Dali and it's the main reason that Spellbound is remembered today as opposed to being just another of Alfred Hitchcock's masterpieces. For fans of the great painter this film is a must.

    Spellbound got a whole slew of nominations including Best Picture, Best Director and several more in technical categories. Spellbound and Alfred Hitchcock came up short against The Lost Weekend and Billy Wilder. Michael Chekov got a Best Supporting Actor nomination but lost to James Dunn for A Tree Grows In Brooklyn. Chekov plays Ingrid Bergman's mentor and he's right out of central casting as a Viennese Freudian psychiatrist.

    Spellbound took home one award for Miklos Rosza's score and it will linger with you a long time after you've seen Spellbound.

    Rhonda Fleming got her first critical notice as a homicidal mental patient, it's a brief but telling role. John Emery who is probably best known for being Tallulah Bankhead's husband plays a wolfish analyst on the make for Ingrid Bergman and plays it well.

    When Bergman finally unravels it all, her final confrontation scene with the villain is one of Hitchcock's masterpieces. Talk about coolness under fire.

    Though simplistic in its treatment of psychiatry, Spellbound will leave you just that when you see it.
  • Seriously Spellbound was one the most unusual picture from Hitch, despite it was one of his favorite one, the picture is a thematic production, first to approach this forgotten matter as never seem before, it's probable is the upmost relevance, due during the war 20% of the soldiers were affected by nervous collapse.

    The scrip has a nerve to expose and also dive in the labyrinth of sick mind to recover what event triggered de breakdown, however the implausible plot somewhat ruins what might be a powerful feature, just a shaper look will recognize such flaw, further it's unthinkable a man mentally disable replaces a notorious psychiatrist in the clinic, it was no place whatsoever, also when Dr. Constance (Bergman) got cure Ballantyne (Gregory Peck) in a couple months is a blatant fails, this intricate case would take so long on regular psychoanalysis, sometimes years.

    David O. Selznick and Hitchcock invited the surrealist painting Salvador Dali aiming to increase the movie reputation on dream's sequence, however Dali made a so gloomy and overlong sequence that Selznick had intervene to cut halfway through, it clearly disappointed Dali, nonetheless accepts the middle ground, visually Hitchcock made ones finest picture mixing many elements as the all door open early sequence that suggestion going to the mind, another highlight was when Peck drinks the cup of milk, what a creative scene, sadly something is missing in the picture, it doesn't enthuse me as other Hitch's pictures.

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    First watch: 2022 / How many: 1 / Source: Blu-Ray / Rating: 7.5.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    I should point out that I have seen many Hitchcock films and although he made many excellent films, I feel he made quite a few turkeys that somehow seem to have been ignored by those who have proclaimed Hitchcock's genius. I think he was a very good director but feel his reputation is greatly inflated. A far more successful director would be William Wyler--whose quality and consistency of work is unmatched in America. As examples of not so hot Hitchcock movies, I name this one and especially the Paradine Case (a wretchedly dull Gregory Peck "drama"), Marnie and Jamaica Inn (among others).

    Secondly, I need to point out that I have extensive training in individual and group psychotherapy and this ruins the movie for me BUT might not ruin it for the average viewer. Many of the theories espoused in the movie are complete psychological "mumbo jumbo" and the behavior of Ingrid Bergman (as Peck's therapist) would result in her having her license to practice stripped in all 50 states (and probably result in criminal prosecution).

    So what did I like? First, though brief, I like the dream sequence created by Salvador Dali for the film. It's weird and wacky but cool. I like to show it to my Psychology students for insight into both dream interpretation and the analytic approach to therapy (that is no longer in vogue). Second, I like the nutty character portrayed by Leo G. Carroll. He's only in the movie here and there, but he's malevolent and calculating.

    Unfortunately, despite their amazing talents, this movie does nothing to improve the reputations of Peck, Bergman or Hitchcock when viewed today. Ingrid Bergman plays a female therapist that hardly seems professional, but is instead a hyper-emotional and rather silly woman--hardly a shining example for women's rights. Peck plays a guy who spends most of the movie behaving "flaky"--and that's about about deep as his role is allowed to progress. Maybe at the time this was seen as slick stuff, but today it just seems silly and so full of holes and inconsistencies.
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