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 โThe Creeperโ). Daughterty had a sprawling career as a TV directorโhe eventually did 16 episodes of Thriller, too, so Iโll continue talking about him even when I eventually switch showsโand that includes 24 AHP episodes.
He makes a strong start here, because this is an episode where the direction takes center stage. โThe Belfryโ isnโt 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 episodeโs advantage. On-screen suspense hugely benefits from the viewer having a mental map of that space itโs working in, and โThe Belfryโ embraces that.
The story is deliberately simple, and several of its main facesโPat Hitchcock, Jack Mullaney, John Compton, and Dabbs Greerโare 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); heโs blown a few innocent dates all out of proportion, and heโs so convinced that sheโll marry him that heโs already started building โtheirโ house. When Ellie insists sheโs 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 Clintโs on the run. After dodging the sheriffโs posse for a while, he retreats to the schoolโs belfry, huddling alongside the massive bell and waiting โฆ waiting โฆ waiting.
Or, more simply: a jealous murderer hides out in the belfry just above where the object of his warped affection works.
Itโs a condensed blend of โman on the runโ and โstalker drama,โ and it pulls from both sources, especially as Clintโs focus shifts. At first, heโs deluded enough to believe that he can simply come down from the belfry once Ellieโs โcalmed 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 didnโt even have to think about it. Of course sheโd 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 backburnerโwe know heโs killed, we know he wants to kill again, we know (and the other characters do not) just how physically close he is at all timesโit 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 Ellieโs blackboardโโIll git you toโ–is both a sharp shock for her (the stalker side of the episode) and a dry, cutting example of how Clintโs โromanceโ 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 childrenโs ball accidentally goes into the belfry, and one boy is sent up on the roof to get it. Itโs such a clever, plausible way to heighten the suspense and raise the stakes, and Daughertyโs control here is sublime as the tension builds and builds. Itโs 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 Clintโs indecision is obvious enough, that the episode obviously invites this frantic problem-solvingโand 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.)
โThe Belfryโ may not hit the highs of, say, โBreakdown,โ but itโs 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: Itโs more surprising to Clint than to us, but he gets fatally clobbered when the bell is finally rung to signal the end of Walt Nortonโs funeral.
I think almost any contemporary version of this story would have Ellie ring the bellโby 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 fiancรฉ2โor 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 itโs going for: a sense of solemn cosmic justice.
Even if Iโd have preferred a different bell-ringer, this is still a strong ending. Like the rest of the episode, itโs well-staged and well-structured, and I appreciate howโwithin the bounds of 1956 broadcast TVโit 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 Clintโs brains into the wall of the belfry. That last touch feels genuinely Hitchcockian in its elegantly off-screen brutality.
Weโve been having some weaker episodes lately, so it was nice to have one Iโm entirely fond of.
Directed by: Herschel Daugherty
Written by: Allan Vaughan Elston (story), Robert C. Dennis (teleplay)
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I just was not grabbed by this one at all. Part of it is that the “mentally disturbed killer” thing never feels right. Feels like it falls back on the wrong tropes. But it’s also never really suspenseful. He kills the guy at the start, and we know he will be caught. Despite what Hitch says, this is not satisfying.
Though seeing the kid climbing on the roof is a bit suspenseful by itself.
I think this level of mental disturbance works better for me than some other variations on the trope because while he’s a little off, he’s not driven primarily by TV-style “madness” but by regular possessiveness and jealousy, but I can see your point there.
And yeah, the believable, ordinary peril of the kid on the roof, even aside from knowing who’s up there too, gets me antsy.
She’s so full of grief that she gets halfway through the lesson before even noticing the death threat on the blackboard!
I didn’t get much out of this one either, aside from the kid-on-the-roof tension that we all agree on. Weird complaint but I hated the reverby treatment that they used to indicate the guy’s internal monologue. And it was another episode where the ending made me think I’d missed something because it felt so perfunctory.
I do like Pat Hitchcock though, and I second the call to give her some damn paid time off!
I got a laugh out of your blackboard comment. But seriously, everyone, give this woman some proper bereavement leave!
Agreed on the reverb. I guess it could be worse–if you’ve ever seen A Letter to Three Wives, they have some flashback sequences that start using what feels like proto-AutoTune, of all things–but it’s still annoying.