Although it's billed as "Edgar Allen Poe's The Haunted Palace", this is in fact the very first screen adaptation of a story by H. P. Lovecraft (who gets only the most grudging of mentions in the credits), and has nothing to do with Poe other than the title, and a few lines of poetry randomly thrown in to justify the pretense that it's part of Roger Corman's massively lucrative Poe franchise. It's actually a rather loose adaptation of Lovecraft's "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward", complete with references to Cthulhu and Yog-Sothoth, a copy of the Necronomicon, and a few brief glimpses of cinema's first Great Old One.
Vincent Price, in the kind of dual rôle usually given in this type of movie to the female lead, is superb as a pleasant but ineffectual aristocrat and his evil undead ancestor, two stereotypes Price was particularly adept at playing, struggling for control of the same body. Unfortunately the rest of the cast are a mixed bag. Lon Chaney Jr. in particular is a puffy, bloated wreck, and shambles through his surprisingly substantial part like a man who knows his career is in meltdown but needs the money. The hostile, paranoid villagers are the usual crowd with the usual attitudes; they get to raise a mob with burning torches and storm the castle twice! Debra Paget has very little to do other than become increasingly worried about her husband's odd behaviour, along with just about everything else that's going on around her, and nearly get raped (twice). And the kindly, rational doctor who is a sort of hero is a waste of space, since most of what he does ought to be done by Vincent Price as he struggles against his evil twin. In the source novella things happen very differently, making this character far more important, but in the film he gives the impression of only existing because they forgot to write him out.
Other aspects of the movie are more troubling. The idea of a village where every family has at least one badly deformed member owing to an 18th. century warlock's experimental cross-breeding of bewitched girls and horrors from another dimension is clumsily handled, presenting anyone with a physical abnormality as scary and implicitly evil. And thought it briefly touches on the plight of parents whose once-beloved child has degenerated into something truly monstrous that they have to keep locked up, nothing interesting is done with this. Also I would have liked to see much more made of the fact that the villain's only redeeming feature is his love for a woman who has been dead a century or more, and whose shriveled corpse he still treats with affection during his obsessive attempts to magically resurrect her, a sub-plot which is utterly wasted.
Overall, this is a highly atmospheric gothic horror story held together by an excellent central performance, but somewhat let down by an overly formulaic script riddled with all the usual clichés, and so much reliance on Vincent Price wandering around a creepy old castle being menacing, mostly to Debra Paget, that for much of the film surprisingly little actually happens. I wish it had been directed by someone slightly less cynical than Roger Corman. And I really could have done without Lon Chaney Jr,. whose performance as a man who should have died a long time ago is convincing for all the wrong reasons.
Roger Corman's series of historical horror releases from 1960-65 is clearly influenced by the early Hammer horrors and copies their successful formula: colour, castles, cleavage and classic text. The claim these are based Edgar Allan Poe doesn't always stand up to scrutiny. This takes its title from a verse by Poe but is an adaptation of a story by HP Lovecraft.
It's my pick of the best of the 'Poe' series shot in America. It has a more interesting and detailed story, as well as sumptuous colour and beautiful, spacious sets. Vincent Price, rich of oratorical voice, is on board of course, and Debra Paget supplies classier female support than is customary. And it has dark, genuinely perverse themes.
Price plays a necromancer in 17th century New England, experimenting on the reanimation of corpses and some malevolent breeding projects which aren't fully explained because we 'wouldn't understand'. He is set alight by the local menfolk and dies while cursing their descendants. His sorcery leaves behind a community of 'mutants' born from his hideous satanism.
A hundred years later, his heir- still played by Price- arrives to take up his inheritance. He is possessed by his ancestor and the whole process begins again... until finally Paget is being terrified by the grotesque demon her husband employs in his genetic investigations. Warning! This a film of potent, transgressive horror.