Do you remember the song, Look For A Star? The first stanza is below:
And you don’t really care who you are
When you feel there is no one beside you
Look for a star
If you can’t remember how it sounds, here’s the video:
In 1947 England, a plastic surgeon must beat a hasty retreat to France when one of his patients has ghastly problems with her surgery. Once there, he operates on a circus owner’s daughter, deformed by bombs from the war. Later he becomes the owner of the circus, and …
I’ve thought of it often and wondered if it was really as intriguing as I remember. So many times, my memory seems like nothing more than jumbled fiction in my head.
About a year ago, I ordered the DVD. I was determined to find out the truth and perhaps perform a little exorcism of the Circus. Joined by hubby and daughter, we watched. I don’t think they enjoyed it as much as I did. I was surprised at how much I remembered, and of course the song … that beautiful song seemed creepy, sinister.
I won’t be forgetting this story any time soon. It just won’t let go of me. The concept is too interesting and if you really, really think about it, it’s not too far-fetched from things going on in the cosmetic surgery world today. (We can always tell when a star’s doc made a boo-boo, can’t we?)
One reviewer stated the movie is without a doubt one of the finest British horror films ever made, and while I’m not a real horror buff and can’t agree with any certainty, I can say if you enjoy horror at all, you’ll like Circus of Horrors.