A truly weird cinematic experience and hopefully the only film where I ever have to witness James Mason singing. With a title like this, I was hoping for a return to the type of film that Mason had done at Gainsborough in the mid-1940s with Margaret Lockwood. What follows is a dull and talky study of the rumored possession of Mason's late wife whom June Havoc witnesses while on a gurney carrying has dying wife out of a hospital. Havoc and husband (Stephen Dunne) are mourning the loss of their unborn baby and coincidentally rent Mason's large home after he moves out, unable to deal with his wife's death. sleeping in the same bed. The wife did, Havoc begins to believe that she is possessed by the wife's spirit and must deliver a message to Mason. After seeing a medium (Faye Compton), Havoc begins to see Mason socially and a weird bond is created between them, threatening her marriage, and ultimately Mason's sanity when he discovers truths about his late wife.
Probably on paper, this sounded interesting, but on film, it is a dull and pretentious bore. Much of the conversation between havoc and Mason is pointless to the main plot, and every time he breaks into song, you just have to chuckle. That is an inappropriate emotion for a serious plot like this, and nothing is really gained by their relationship in the end. Steven Geray adds some impact as the doctor who treated Mason's wife and now treats Havoc for her emotional issues. The gothic melodrama brings up memories of the classics like "Wuthering Heights", "Rebecca" and "Jane Eyre", but that ends up being more detrimental to the overall impact of the story. The conclusion is a complete let-down.
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