It begins with Vincent reciting the classic poem in a suitably spirited way, but afterwards becomes something very different: it’s a spoof of what Corman had achieved with the Poe works prior to it. It’s 80+ minutes of great men goofing around, playing scenes for laughs but failing to hit the funny-target most of the time. Price and Lorre appear to be enjoying themselves; Karloff not so much; me even less, despite having expectations adjusted after suffering through a previous disappointed viewing many years ago.
1½ stirrings out of 5
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A) Mom’s permission. B) Roads. C) Pants.