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<blockquote data-quote="Willie Oleson" data-source="post: 428453" data-attributes="member: 8">THE COLLECTOR (1965)[ATTACH=full]57020[/ATTACH]It&#039;s been in my to-watch list since the day [USER=10]@Richard Channing[/USER] mentioned this film in this very thread, several (many?) years ago.Alas, the film was impossible to find, but after Terence Stamp&#039;s passing I figured it was time for another search patrol. No digging needed, surprisingly, because the internet instantly referred to an (old?) forum conversation in which someone provided the link to the film on InternetArchive (where they also had the Flamingo Road episodes).I&#039;d like to think that the ghost of Mr. Stamp had a helping hand in the matter, but regardless, it was worth the wait.And now that I&#039;ve sort of figured out what my favourite 1960s movies are, perhaps this was THE perfect time to watch it because it proved, once again, that some of the best stuff still needs to be watched.The film looks gorgeous (and the actors too, of course) but this was almost the standard in 1960s coloured cinema.The score is beautiful and pitch-perfect narrative wise because it never reveals too much.Initially, the &quot;collecting&quot; thing gave me House Of Wax&nbsp; vibes but thankfully it covers more ground than that.There&#039;s that one kidnap trope of almost-being-rescued when a chatty neighbour (a Colonel, of course, it&#039;s a British film) invites Freddy for something-something. I don&#039;t remember the details.It&#039;s a very tense scene and at some point I thought Freddy would pull a Norman Bates because the situation was about to become quite suspicious.It&#039;s become a bit of a cliché to mention class division in British drama but that also happens to be part of this story. This might be the only flaw in Freddy&#039;s autistically precise thinking pattern: even if she actually fell in love with him they&#039;d still not be on the same level, as it were.Miranda Grey&#039;s faith is sadistically tragic and Freddy&#039;s journey continues on an almost darkly comical and upbeat note, bringing it back to that sinister House Of Wax theme.There are no massive plot twists to speak of and yet I felt my perspective was constantly challenged. Sometimes confusing, but in the best way possible.A new favourite added to the precious list which means that a DVD has to be found, come hell or high water.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Willie Oleson, post: 428453, member: 8"] THE COLLECTOR (1965) [ATTACH type="full"]57020[/ATTACH] It's been in my to-watch list since the day [USER=10]@Richard Channing[/USER] mentioned this film in this very thread, several (many?) years ago. Alas, the film was impossible to find, but after Terence Stamp's passing I figured it was time for another search patrol. No digging needed, surprisingly, because the internet instantly referred to an (old?) forum conversation in which someone provided the link to the film on InternetArchive (where they also had the Flamingo Road episodes). I'd like to think that the ghost of Mr. Stamp had a helping hand in the matter, but regardless, it was worth the wait. And now that I've sort of figured out what my favourite 1960s movies are, perhaps this was THE perfect time to watch it because it proved, once again, that some of the best stuff still needs to be watched. The film looks gorgeous (and the actors too, of course) but this was almost the standard in 1960s coloured cinema. The score is beautiful and pitch-perfect narrative wise because it never reveals too much. Initially, the "collecting" thing gave me [I]House Of Wax[/I] vibes but thankfully it covers more ground than that. There's that one kidnap trope of almost-being-rescued when a chatty neighbour (a Colonel, of course, it's a British film) invites Freddy for something-something. I don't remember the details. It's a very tense scene and at some point I thought Freddy would pull a Norman Bates because the situation was about to become quite suspicious. It's become a bit of a cliché to mention class division in British drama but that also happens to be part of this story. This might be the only flaw in Freddy's autistically precise thinking pattern: even if she actually fell in love with him they'd still not be on the same level, as it were. Miranda Grey's faith is sadistically tragic and Freddy's journey continues on an almost darkly comical and upbeat note, bringing it back to that sinister House Of Wax theme. There are no massive plot twists to speak of and yet I felt my perspective was constantly challenged. Sometimes confusing, but in the best way possible. A new favourite added to the precious list which means that a DVD has to be found, come hell or high water. [/QUOTE]

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