Mannikins of Horror is another Robert Bloch adaptation and it is more successful than its predecessor. First of all, I wish I knew more about the technical aspects of film and television as far as the cinematography and film stock bits of it. I like the look of this episode, it’s the sort of thing you don’t see anymore, a slightly grainy look with a very restrained color palette, and it seems to have existed only in the 70’s and part of the 80’s but I’ve always cared for it.
Dr. Collin has been institutionalized for eight years. He was a gifted surgeon, but apparently he had visions of little clay men. As far as visions go, that’s kind of lousy. I have visions of either winning the Super Bowl while heroically playing injured, or of Christina Hendricks playing table tennis while negiotiating a trampoline.
He makes little clay sculptures based on his medical knowledge, but they’re utterly perfect with organs and everythign. He’s convinced he’s on the verge of a breakthrough, but the new administrator Dr. Star, does not have the patience for his brand of crazy. I know we’re supposed to hate Star at this point, but the patient is obviously insane and Star really isn’t doing anything out of line.
But if I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times, just because someone is crazy, doesn’t mean they’re wrong. The little men do move.
At this point, Star goes over the top evil, drinking vodka, harassing the blonde doctor, and making grand statements about the system and its “needs.” The system needs blonde doctors of course.
And then this episode gets fairly grisly, all things considered. This season is finishing strong.