I love the doctor in this movie: he murders a cripple so he can fuck his wife, plots to steal from orphans, and shoots a dog just because it won't stop howling, but when his partner in crime gets in his face about robbing her he's all "Are you crazy? I'm not a thief!" I can understand why he's so confused though; this entire movie is nothing but improbable circumstances and laughable explanations. At first it's no surprise when the cripple's ghost comes back and starts terrorizing the doctor and the wife for killing him (that's happened to all of us), but before long it's so hilariously obvious that they're being hornswoggled that you'd think at least one of them would be able to figure it out. They don't though, so eventually the wife loses it and by the time it's all over everyone is dead. Except the orphans. There is one decent razor murder, but other than that sitting through this flick is about as exciting as watching grass dry. It was so boring, in fact, that I got totally distracted by this blemish on the film that only showed up for maybe half a second. Check it out; I think it looks like Alfred E. Neuman:

When your movie is so dull that minor damage to the print is more interesting, you've failed on a truly epic level.