More Poe but no go about sums up The Tomb of Ligeia, a tedious and talky addition to American International’s series of chillpix based on tales by the 19th century US author. Roger Corman produced and directed a script that resists analysis and lacks credibility, with all performances blah monotones and color lensing of no help. Widescreen pic tries serious supernatural approach minimizing gore angles, but it doesn’t jell.
Amid ruins of English abbey lives widower Vincent Price, near grave of first wife Ligeia buried under strange circumstances some years before.
Price disappoints in attempt to project character’s inner struggle to escape spell since no one knows why he acts kooky. Elizabeth Shepherd vacillates between too-stiff patrician elegance and unconvincing terror in role of second wife who is subjected to endless repetitions of brief, ineffective horror bits involving black cat, saucer of milk, and dead fox.