As a big fan of Tim Burton’s work, I thought it would be a good idea to watch his first ever film. This film being a short black and white animation that was so odd, they only played in Art cinemas… but could we really expect anything else from the twisted mind of Burton. Well, I have to say it was a bit too much and defiantly not suitable for younger audiences.
Vincent is a short animation based on a mad child with a bit too much love for the dark science; he attempts to turn his do into a zombie and preforms some questionable experiments. He has a love for the poet Edgar Allen Poe and uses his poems for inspiration. Therefore, to make this even worse, the whole thing has a voice over of a poem, done a bit too similar too Dr. sues. Thanks Tim for ruining my childhood. Just when you though it couldn’t get any creepier, poetry is added to the equation.
Vincent Malloy is seven years old
He’s always polite and does what he’s told
For a boy his age, he’s considerate and nice
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price
He doesn’t mind living with his sister, dog and cats
Though he’d rather share a home with spiders and bats
There he could reflect on the horrors he’s invented
And wander dark hallways, alone and tormented
Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him
But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum
He likes to experiment on his dog Abercrombie
In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie
So he and his horrible zombie dog
Could go searching for victims in the London fog
His thoughts, though, aren’t only of ghoulish crimes
He likes to paint and read to pass some of the times
While other kids read books like Go, Jane, Go!
Vincent’s favourite author is Edgar Allen Poe
One night, while reading a gruesome tale
He read a passage that made him turn pale
Such horrible news he could not survive
For his beautiful wife had been buried alive!
He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead
Unaware that her grave was his mother’s flower bed
His mother sent Vincent off to his room
He knew he’d been banished to the tower of doom
Where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life
Alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife
While alone and insane encased in his tomb
Vincent’s mother burst suddenly into the room
She said: “If you want to, you can go out and play
It’s sunny outside, and a beautiful day”
Vincent tried to talk, but he just couldn’t speak
The years of isolation had made him quite weak
So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen:
“I am possessed by this house, and can never leave it again”
His mother said: “You’re not possessed, and you’re not almost dead
These games that you play are all in your head
You’re not Vincent Price, you’re Vincent Malloy
You’re not tormented or insane, you’re just a young boy
You’re seven years old and you are my son
I want you to get outside and have some real fun.”
Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall
And while Vincent backed slowly against the wall
The room started to swell, to shiver and creak
His horrid insanity had reached its peak
He saw Abercrombie, his zombie slave
And heard his wife call from beyond the grave
She spoke from her coffin and made ghoulish demands
While, through cracking walls, reached skeleton hands
Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams
Swept his mad laughter to terrified screams!
To escape the madness, he reached for the door
But fell limp and lifeless down on the floor
His voice was soft and very slow
As he quoted The Raven from Edgar Allen Poe:
“and my soul from out that shadow
that lies floating on the floor
shall be lifted?
This short creative piece shows great homage to the original horrors with church bells, fog, thunder& lighting and powerful use of film Noir. For those of you who don’t study film cultures, film noir is the powerful use of light and dark within the ‘classic Hollywood era’ (anytime between 1913 and 1960). By using these elements, the Disney concept artist is creating a film within the horror genre and does so a bit too well, it’s defiantly not your typical Disney movie but to be fair, neither was ‘The Nightmare before Christmas (Tim Burton, Michael McDowell, 1993). The whole film is just a bit dark and confusing.
The not so innocent child Vincent is a bit too mad for my liking but like all children he gets told off and sent to his room for being naughty. However, naught usually means stealing food or making too much noise not creating an electric conductor in the basement. One great thing about the film though is the fact that we never get to see the face of his parents, just legs and torso. It reminds me of the good old days of ‘Tom and Jerry’, ‘The Power puff Girls’ and ‘Ed, Ed and Eddy’.
Basically, the whole thing is a weird and confusing poem that makes you question the sanity of Tim Burton. I can defiantly say that this kind of film making style has died down a little bit. The animation however is very similar to the films he is creating now and without this odd film , i feel that we would have very different looking Tim Burton films today.
How have you not seen this? – Deathbyapril- April Ely.
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