Burn, Witch, Burn

Atmospheric and underplayed in the tradition of Val Lewton.

Sidney Hayers shoots the whole thing with an almost Wellesian flourish, and the script (by Charles Beaumont and Richard Matheson) is structured with incredible tightness.

The majority of Sidney Hayers' career would be spent as a journeyman director for American television -- his countless credits include Galactica 1980 and Acapulco H.E.A.T. -- but he provides the right measure of sustained menace for this impressive film.

An odd, stylish, and completely absorbing witchcraft-in-the-suburbs oddity that puts hexes into the hands of academics and university wives.

For protection, American threater-goers were given a special pack of salt and words to an ancient incantation during the showing of this oddball, scary tale.

Probably the finest hour-and-a-half of director Sidney Hayers' long and generally undistinguished career.

The film is never less than gripping, and past a certain point, you have no idea where this movie is going.

O diretor Sidney Hayers consegue até criar um clima de suspense razoável, mas o roteiro absurdo (que, por incrível que pareça, se leva realmente a sério) anula seus esforços.

Interesting, but uninspired version of a great horror novel, Conjure Wife.

Performances and tone are expertly judged and despite the odd Americanism this is a quality serving of intelligent English horror.