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...Corridor of Towers. New York City, still by far the leader, continues to amaze the pessimists by consuming vast amounts of office space and crying for more. Since World War II, 182 new structures with 66 million sq. ft. of office space have gone up in Manhattan, giving the island not only the highest quality space in the nation but also over a third of the U.S. total. Even with another 35 skyscrapers under way or planned, which will have as much space as the entire office supply of Boston, New York is experiencing a shortage. In the resulting scramble...
...Shock Corridor can be chalked up as Fuller's best film to date. In it, a reporter feigns incest to gin admittance to a state mental institution so that he can track down the killer or a patient. Inside the asylum, Fuller subjects the reporter to a 90-minute horror show of shock treatments, nymphomaniac outbursts, sexual degeneracy, catatonia, schizoid fantasy, and psychotic gluttony. Shock Corridor is the Marat/Sade of film, a moody, almost choreographed, nightmare...
...striptease scene, filmed in harsh style completely detached from sexuality, is simply cold and ugly. The shock-treatment scene consists of a rapid montage of earlier shots and sounds superimposed attack of the nymphomaniacs, and the hero's hallucination of being struck by lightning in a rain-filled hospital corridor are among the most brilliantly executed scenes of the American film in this decade...
Like most tough films, Shock Corridor has a core of sentimentality. Its ending, however, doesn't falter: Fuller undercuts the expected resolution with a note of quiet prolonged horror. Fuller's movies must be seen to be believed; they can't adequately be described. Shock Corridor is not often shown, and the Adams House Film society is performing a small public service in screening it. It is an extremely important film, and perhaps a great...
...small press alcoves on the south side of the courtroom were jammed. Reporters who could not find space lined the corridor beyond and scribbled notes as best they could. Court secretaries who normally stick to their typewriters peered through the brass latticework at the cause of all the hubbub: Dr. Sam Sheppard, 42. With the unwitting help of the press, Sheppard had finally managed to have his case heard by the Supreme Court...