That moment when you just realized you’ve slept with a rat! And you liked his hairless tail.
The House in Marsh Road (1960) introduces poltergeist to the viewing public. Cad David Linton and his wife, Jean, make a habit of taking lodgings and not paying for them while David writes his book, hoping to become a big-time author. Jean loathes this lifestyle, and when
her long-unseen aunt dies, leaving her a goodly sum of money and a mansion called the Four Winds.
And a poltergeist.
Jeans loves it; David would prefer to liquidate, take the money and run.
Jean is the owner. They stay.
David spends his time drinking, writing, and apparently being accident-prone, while Jean tidies up and enjoys her new home., along with her occasional housekeeper. But when David hires a shapely young lady to be his typist, household amity goes whoosh!
Literally.
It’s a bit fun, especially as my Arts Editor kept shouting at the TV, Get rid of him! David is thoroughly unlikable. But he makes it to the end, worse luck – for him. If you like old mansions, that’s a plus. But there’s nothing earth-shaking here. Well, not metaphorically, anyways.
