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Alfred Hitchcock Presents, S1E33, "The Belfry"

One man going bats in a belfry.

The series gets back into form with this tight, well-executed episode, so I want to start with a special shoutout to director Herschel Daugherty (who will also helm another episode this season, the acknowledged classic โ€œThe Creeperโ€). Daughterty had a sprawling career as a TV directorโ€“he eventually did 16 episodes of Thriller, too, so Iโ€™ll continue talking about him even when I eventually switch showsโ€“and that includes 24 AHP episodes.

He makes a strong start here, because this is an episode where the direction takes center stage. โ€œThe Belfryโ€ isnโ€™t a bottle episode, but it mostly sticks close to the one-room schoolhouse1 and the belfry above it, and the use of that limited space really works to the episodeโ€™s advantage. On-screen suspense hugely benefits from the viewer having a mental map of that space itโ€™s working in, and โ€œThe Belfryโ€ embraces that.

The story is deliberately simple, and several of its main facesโ€“Pat Hitchcock, Jack Mullaney, John Compton, and Dabbs Greerโ€“are already familiar to us from other episodes, which feels like it boils this down even further and emphasizes how much here is about setting and situation. Earnest but erratic Clint Ringle (Mulleny) yearns for sweet schoolteacher Ellie (Hitchcock); heโ€™s blown a few innocent dates all out of proportion, and heโ€™s so convinced that sheโ€™ll marry him that heโ€™s already started building โ€œtheirโ€ house. When Ellie insists sheโ€™s engaged to Walt Norton (Compton), and Walt has the audacity to back her up on that, Clint loses it. One axe swing later, Walt is gone for good, and Clintโ€™s on the run. After dodging the sheriffโ€™s posse for a while, he retreats to the schoolโ€™s belfry, huddling alongside the massive bell and waiting โ€ฆ waiting โ€ฆ waiting.

Or, more simply: a jealous murderer hides out in the belfry just above where the object of his warped affection works.

Itโ€™s a condensed blend of โ€œman on the runโ€ and โ€œstalker drama,โ€ and it pulls from both sources, especially as Clintโ€™s focus shifts. At first, heโ€™s deluded enough to believe that he can simply come down from the belfry once Ellieโ€™s โ€œcalmed down,โ€ and the two of them can run away together. Later, after hearing she belittled the house he was building, his feelings change, and he begins plotting her death.

This is a sharply observed transition: her rejection of him was about her actual feelings and desires, and he was so comfortable ignoring those that he didnโ€™t even have to think about it. Of course sheโ€™d change her mind, he told himself. Her rejection of the house, on the other hand, feels like ingratitude, so he instantly begins imagining punishing her for it.

The episode has the technical challenge of making Clint menacing even as he spends most of the time hiding next to a bell instead of committing more axe murders, and while it could have tried to get away with letting the tension simmer on the backburnerโ€“we know heโ€™s killed, we know he wants to kill again, we know (and the other characters do not) just how physically close he is at all timesโ€“it instead wisely throws in some mini-developments to up the tension further. Those events are usually pulling double duty, too: serving as incident and functioning outside of the strict plot requirements. The threat he leaves on Ellieโ€™s blackboardโ€“โ€œIll git you toโ€–is both a sharp shock for her (the stalker side of the episode) and a dry, cutting example of how Clintโ€™s โ€œromanceโ€ was always doomed (Ellie, a teacher, may not have wanted a relationship with someone considerably less educated; if Clint ever tried to learn from her, we obviously see no sign of it in this note).

The best bit here, though, is when the childrenโ€™s ball accidentally goes into the belfry, and one boy is sent up on the roof to get it. Itโ€™s such a clever, plausible way to heighten the suspense and raise the stakes, and Daughertyโ€™s control here is sublime as the tension builds and builds. Itโ€™s a scenario where my mind automatically, feverishly generates possible outcomes: will Clint try to balance the ball on the ledge? What happens if the boy grabbing it sees him hunkered down below? What happens if it falls off and bounces down the roof? Will he give his position away?

The climb takes long enough, and Clintโ€™s indecision is obvious enough, that the episode obviously invites this frantic problem-solvingโ€“and then resolves it in (nearly) the darkest possible way, bringing us to the point where Clint readies himself to murder a child. (Who is saved only by a concerned, peevish cry to get down from there.)

โ€œThe Belfryโ€ may not hit the highs of, say, โ€œBreakdown,โ€ but itโ€™s sharply directed and both elegant and clever in its pared-down simplicity. It amps up the tension so much that it sometimes feels more like horror than suspense, and I have a lot of affection for works that can straddle that particular genre line, as well as for works that (mostly) take place in a confined location. You can see that this one was made for me.


The Twist: Itโ€™s more surprising to Clint than to us, but he gets fatally clobbered when the bell is finally rung to signal the end of Walt Nortonโ€™s funeral.

I think almost any contemporary version of this story would have Ellie ring the bellโ€“by keeping her hands clean of even accidental death, the story also cheats her out of a poignantly vicious bit of closure for the loss of her fiancรฉ2โ€“or at least go for some pitch-black comedy by having one of the kids do it. Assigning the sheriff the role loses some dramatic force, but it gains what I assume itโ€™s going for: a sense of solemn cosmic justice.

Even if Iโ€™d have preferred a different bell-ringer, this is still a strong ending. Like the rest of the episode, itโ€™s well-staged and well-structured, and I appreciate howโ€“within the bounds of 1956 broadcast TVโ€“it goes for the throat with the horror, letting Clint wake up just in time to see the bell swinging straight at his head and then doubling and tripling down on whatever gore the audience is imagining with that vigorous ringing, unending ringing at the end as the sheriff calls in the town and beats Clintโ€™s brains into the wall of the belfry. That last touch feels genuinely Hitchcockian in its elegantly off-screen brutality.

Weโ€™ve been having some weaker episodes lately, so it was nice to have one Iโ€™m entirely fond of.

Directed by: Herschel Daugherty

Written by: Allan Vaughan Elston (story), Robert C. Dennis (teleplay)

Up Next: “The Hidden Thing”

  1. Obviously the building in town, since we see that it double as the church: this gives us the comedic visual of a lot of adults sitting at child-sized desks during a funeral, just as a bonus. โ†ฉ๏ธŽ
  2. And, at least to some extent, the loss of a safer, more settled future. Thereโ€™s a bitter sting to one character commenting that Ellie will only take a day off to grieve because โ€œsheโ€™s gonna need that $60 a month more than ever now.โ€ Sheโ€™s been plunged into financial insecurity as well as into loneliness and grief. You know what, town, how about taking up a collection for her and giving her at least a week to get over the man she loved being murdered in front of her? โ†ฉ๏ธŽ