The Hand (1981)

User Rating:

4.9/10   

Director:

Oliver Stone

Writers:

Marc Brandell (novel)
Oliver Stone (screenplay)

Release Date:

24 April 1981 (USA)

Genre:

Drama | Horror | Thriller

Tagline:

It lives. It crawls. And suddenly, it kills.

Plot:

Jon Lansdale is a comic book artist who loses his right hand in a car accident. The hand was not found at the scene of the accident...

Plot Keywords:

Hand | Accident | Comic Book Artist | Comics | Murder

Awards:

1 nomination

Cast

Michael Caine	...	Jonathan Lansdale
Andrea Marcovicci	...	Anne Lansdale
Annie McEnroe	...	Stella Roche
Bruce McGill	...	Brian Ferguson
Viveca Lindfors	...	Doctress
Rosemary Murphy	...	Karen Wagner
Mara Hobel	...	Lizzie Lansdale
Pat Corley	...	Sheriff
Nicholas Hormann	...	Bill Richamn
Ed Marshall	...	Doctor
Charles Fleischer	...	David Maddow
John Stinson	...	Therapist
Richard Altman	...	Hammond
Sparky Watt	...	Sergeant
Tracey Walter	...	Cop

Runtime:

104 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color (Technicolor)

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Sound Mix:

Dolby

Certification:

Iceland:16 | Germany:16 (1982 rating) | Australia:M | Finland:K-18 | Norway:16 | UK:18 | USA:R

Filming Locations:

Big Bear Lake, California, USA

Company:

Orion Pictures Corporation

Trivia:

Michael Caine said in a TV interview that the only reason he did this film was to earn enough to put a down payment on a new garage he was having built.

Quotes:

Stella: I'm kind of old-fashioned. I like to make it in bed, okay?

Movie Connections:

Spoofed in Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (2003)

Soundtrack:

Union City Blue

THE HAND (Oliver Stone, 1981) **

Nobody can ever accuse Michael Caine of not having had a fascinating career. His incredibly prolific filmography (132 appearances and counting in just over 50 years) is littered with high highs (a handful of all-time classics and 2 Academy Awards) and low lows (actually, from quite early on in his career to, unsurprisingly, the present day). Still, the latter bunch are, for all their glaring faults, hardly unwatchable and, at times, fairly tolerable and this rare horror item is certainly among his more interesting failures.

Apart from its horror elements and the chance to watch another Michael Caine stinker (although, as it turns out, Jon Voight and Christopher Walken had both previously turned down the lead role), the film's main draw nowadays is watching an early (though not the first) directorial stint from Oliver Stone (he even has an amusing unbilled cameo as an ill-fated tramp) and, most intriguingly, within an exploitation genre from which he has distanced himself completely since then. As I mentioned earlier, the film ends up being less the disastrous embarrassment I had anticipated and more a watchable (if hardly original) horror flick which moves rather slowly but has has the occasional effective shock moment to satiate genre fans. In fact, Stone infuses the film with a modicum of style including subjective shots from the marauding hand's point of view, delirious dream sequences often shot in monochrome and, most incredibly, an utterly grisly freak car accident sequence (with fake blood galore) early on in the film in which cartoonist Caine loses his drawing hand and which sets the narrative in motion.

The thing is that, while it starts well enough, the film is soon bogged down by repetitive marital squabbles between an increasingly unhinged Caine and his free-spirited wife Andrea Marcovicci. Besides, Caine's stump is not exactly the greatest and, when all is said and done, we have been here once too often and I only need to point out the other more notable cinematic examples of "the walking hand" - THE HANDS OF ORLAC (1924), MAD LOVE (1935) THE BEAST WITH FIVE FINGERS (1946), THE EXTERMINATING ANGEL (1962), DR. TERROR'S HOUSE OF HORRORS (1965) and ...AND NOW THE SCREAMING STARTS! (1973) - for this film's relative redundance to become apparent. Still, that such an old-fashioned concept was revived at this point in time and by these film-makers is extraordinary in itself but, even if they did try to bring it up-to-date with the addition of gore and sleaze, I can't say I was too surprised by the twist ending which - while not making a great deal of sense and somewhat dispelling the strong similarities with Michael Caine's previous role in another imitative (but much more successful) slasher, DRESSED TO KILL (1980), which had previously been to the fore - provided Hollywood veteran Viveca Lindfors with a very brief but notable cameo as Caine's no-nonsense shrink.