director Paul Harrison
The best thing going for the “zombie” flick, The House of Seven Corpses, is the house itself. The Utah Governor’s mansion is quite an interesting-looking place. Sadly, what goes down there isn’t all that notable.
A crew is at the house to make a horror picture. Only when they start to read from the Tibetan Book of the Dead for added realism, it manages to bring back to life the corpses buried nearby. You’ve seen this plot or its facsimiles in other, better movies.
For its lameness, it’s not a cheaply produced sort of film. John Carradine is still moderately spry for the 1970’s.
Toward the end, when the action (so to speak) ensues, the film shows flashes of switching into outright comedy. But that is a head-fake. It’s just a movie without a lot to offer or recommend.