The main reason I watched this movie is because it was short, only 55 minutes long. Mercifully it wasn’t longer. Now don’t get me wrong, I love black and white movies, but this movie suffered from a bad case of mislabeling. First there is no valley, secondly there is no zombies, there is ONE if that’s what you want to call him. Ormand Murks (Ian Keith) is that zombie. Thrown in a mental institution for mania and because of his belief that he required regular blood transfusions to keep living, Murks dies during an operation after a year in the institution. Four years later he shows up at the office of Dr. Maynard (Charles Throwbridge) who was responsible for his institutionalization in search of blood. Since none of the blood on hand matches his type he takes it from the doctor directly who is a match.
Dr. Evans (Robert Livingston) and his girlfriend nurse Susan Drake (Adrian Booth) are initially under suspicion for the murder but when another occurs while they are in custody they are let go. Then they decide to be junior detectives and try to solve the mystery themselves before they are charged again.
This movie is really more of kooky mystery meets Dracula. Murks is more like Dracula than any flesh eating ghoul. I assume they were going more toward the Haitian zombie but even so Murks talks too much and really isn’t any less alive looking than any other cast member And the overacting on his part, at some point I really expected him to go “I vant to suck you blood”. However, Evans and Drake are cute together in their detective hi-jinks and are what saves an otherwise boring film.
Watch with a friend so you can enjoy critiquing it the whole way through.