Arguably more than was true for anyone else in the early years of cinema save for Georges Méliès, Italian filmmakers had truly mastered very quickly an incredible sense of spectacle and artistry. We saw this even in 1911 with Milano Fillms' imaginative 'L'inferno,' and upon release in 1925 'Maciste in hell' ('Maciste all'inferno') handily confirmed it. Scarcely has the picture begun and we're treated to fabulously detailed sets and painted backgrounds, lavish costume design, and creative hair, makeup, and props. That's to say nothing of stunts and effects which look utterly terrific and rather astound as an achievement at a time before synchronized sound had even been introduced into the medium; one can quite easily allow themselves to forget that these inclusions are modest by our modern standards. We are gifted with beautiful filming locations, sharp editing and cinematography, inventive use of visuals, substantial tinting, and an outstanding cast of actors who unreservedly embrace their characters and the saga, and who wholeheartedly throw themselves into each scene in turn. It's not that this was the biggest or most grandiose title of the silent era, nor was Guido Brignone specifically innovating anything here, yet the viewing experience is stupendously rich and absorbing right from the very start simply on the basis of the imagery being presented - and it consistently remains so. Even if the feature weren't as successful in other capacities, it would be well worth remembering and celebrating even nearly 100 years later just for the stunning extravagance of the visions it gives us.
By comparison to the sights put before us, the narrative that Riccardo Artuffo whipped up initially feels more common; in some regards, this is a movie we've seen before. What we get for the majority of the length is chiefly a drama of the troubles on Earth between Maciste, his sweet neighbor Graziella, and rakish Giorgio. Adjoining these dynamics are the efforts by agents of Hell to ensnare more souls by whatever devious means are at their disposal, and of course virtuous Maciste and darling Graziella are at the top of the list. Mind you, even if that's all this flick was it would still be worthy, but lastly, amidst all these beats are scenes in the pit, the primary (but not exclusive) source of those exquisite visuals to greet us. The latter facet most particularly comes to bear in the last act as Maciste directly engages the infernal beings as the name suggests, and thus is an aspect of dark fantasy imparted - and thus is actualized what was previously mostly only a thematic air of horror. There's always a certain whimsy to the storytelling, and the tale isn't so altogether dark as to invite the sinister ambience that genre fans crave, nor giddy insidiousness, let alone meaningful feelings of thrill, chill, or repulsion. Still, the very concept at hand offers these flavors to some extent, and more so the grim imagery. Moreover, it would have taken surprisingly little for Brignone to guide the film in a more devilish direction, for while not virulent and all-consuming, I'm surprised by just how joyfully wicked 'Maciste in hell' was allowed to be: to no small degree warping a beloved character, trifling with contemporary conventional morality, and serving up visuals and a plot that elsewhere in the world would make censors apoplectic.
One might say that the picture is imbalanced in some tiny measure just for the proportions of how this spends its ninety-five minutes. However, not only are the first two-thirds very entertaining and satisfying in and of themselves, but once the story does fully shift, the remainder is so exceptionally strong, fun, engrossing that any prior concerns are pretty much just forgotten. It turns out that the quality we get right from the start really does remain consistent throughout, and I could hardly be happier with the results. I anticipated enjoying this, being enamored of both horror and the silent era and recognizing what "horror" tended to mean in those first years of the medium. And despite moderate to high expectations, still they have been well exceeded, and I'm elated by just how brilliant this century-old feature really is. I can understand how older titles don't appeal to all comers, and I'd have said the same myself at one time; for genre aficionados who seek the visceral thrill ride above all else, this may also disappoint. Yet for those who are open to all the possibilities that horror has to offer, and appreciate the long, treasured history of cinema, frankly I'm of the mind that this is quite essential. I'm delighted by how truly excellent 'Maciste in hell' is; as far as I'm concerned it deserves much more recognition, and I'm pleased to give it my very high, hearty, and enthusiastic recommendation!
By comparison to the sights put before us, the narrative that Riccardo Artuffo whipped up initially feels more common; in some regards, this is a movie we've seen before. What we get for the majority of the length is chiefly a drama of the troubles on Earth between Maciste, his sweet neighbor Graziella, and rakish Giorgio. Adjoining these dynamics are the efforts by agents of Hell to ensnare more souls by whatever devious means are at their disposal, and of course virtuous Maciste and darling Graziella are at the top of the list. Mind you, even if that's all this flick was it would still be worthy, but lastly, amidst all these beats are scenes in the pit, the primary (but not exclusive) source of those exquisite visuals to greet us. The latter facet most particularly comes to bear in the last act as Maciste directly engages the infernal beings as the name suggests, and thus is an aspect of dark fantasy imparted - and thus is actualized what was previously mostly only a thematic air of horror. There's always a certain whimsy to the storytelling, and the tale isn't so altogether dark as to invite the sinister ambience that genre fans crave, nor giddy insidiousness, let alone meaningful feelings of thrill, chill, or repulsion. Still, the very concept at hand offers these flavors to some extent, and more so the grim imagery. Moreover, it would have taken surprisingly little for Brignone to guide the film in a more devilish direction, for while not virulent and all-consuming, I'm surprised by just how joyfully wicked 'Maciste in hell' was allowed to be: to no small degree warping a beloved character, trifling with contemporary conventional morality, and serving up visuals and a plot that elsewhere in the world would make censors apoplectic.
One might say that the picture is imbalanced in some tiny measure just for the proportions of how this spends its ninety-five minutes. However, not only are the first two-thirds very entertaining and satisfying in and of themselves, but once the story does fully shift, the remainder is so exceptionally strong, fun, engrossing that any prior concerns are pretty much just forgotten. It turns out that the quality we get right from the start really does remain consistent throughout, and I could hardly be happier with the results. I anticipated enjoying this, being enamored of both horror and the silent era and recognizing what "horror" tended to mean in those first years of the medium. And despite moderate to high expectations, still they have been well exceeded, and I'm elated by just how brilliant this century-old feature really is. I can understand how older titles don't appeal to all comers, and I'd have said the same myself at one time; for genre aficionados who seek the visceral thrill ride above all else, this may also disappoint. Yet for those who are open to all the possibilities that horror has to offer, and appreciate the long, treasured history of cinema, frankly I'm of the mind that this is quite essential. I'm delighted by how truly excellent 'Maciste in hell' is; as far as I'm concerned it deserves much more recognition, and I'm pleased to give it my very high, hearty, and enthusiastic recommendation!