
- Directed by Ivan Zuccon
- Written by Ivo Gazzarrini, based on the story “The Colour Out of Space” by H.P. Lovecraft
- Starring
- Debbie Rochon
- Michael Segal
- Marisia Key
- Gerry Shanahan
- Eleanor James
- Produced by Ivan Zuccon and Roberta Marrelli
- Executive produced by Roberta Marrelli
H.P. Lovecraft’s story “The Colour Out of Space” is simultaneously one of his most reprinted and one of his most anomalous, and probably both for the same reason. This story of a mysterious meteorite which falls on a New England farm and subtly pollutes and corrupts the crops, livestock and tenants with an alien radiation isn’t tied in with the interrelated subject matter of his most famous body of stories, posthumously christened the “Cthulhu Mythos.” Thus, if an editor is seeking some example of Lovecraft for inclusion in an anthology, “The Colour Out of Space” is reasonably short, reasonably well written, and independent of any continuity inherent in the Mythos stories. (Not that those stories had much of an internally consistent continuity when Lovecraft wrote them anyway – his mythology was created as a tool to be deployed as necessary in storytelling, not an idol whose explication the stories were meant to serve – but fanboys then were much like fanboys now, and the pastiches and continuations which grew up around the original core of stories is probably one of the first examples of “continuity porn.”)
It also renders itself unable to be faithfully translated for the screen – even measures against the standards of Lovecraft’s other works – by its central gimmick: the meteorite glows in a color (excuse me, “colour”) which is unlike any color heretofore seen by human eyes, and as its influence enters the water table and soil, the infected organism begin to glow with that same unearthly color. It’s a terrific conceit, and it obviously can’t be filmed because, well, we can’t show on screen a color unlike those heretofore seen by human eyes. I suppose that this is the most extreme example of a complaint which could be made against most Lovecraft movie adaptations: whereas the story’s protagonist will aver that perception of the truth he has discovered – normally in the form of seeing some utterly alien entity – would blast the sanity of those reading his account, we viewers of the film versions do indeed see the rubbery creature, and whaddaya know, our sanity remains intact.
Anyway. The adaptation in question is directed and co-produced by Ivan Zuccon, best known to American horror audiences for helming The Shunned House (2003), also a Lovecraft adaptation. He’s also responsible for The Darkness Beyond (2000) and Unknown Beyond (2001), both directly Lovecraft-inspired, which makes four Lovecraft adaptations in a filmography of six movies. This, you might reasonably surmise, is a passion for him. And that’s a shame, because Zuccon’s filmmaking vocabulary is absolutely wrong for adapting Lovecraft.

Pietro haz a bukkit.
Transplanting the story to Italy during the Second World War, Colour From the Dark takes place on the farm which Pietro (Michael segal) owns with his wife Lucia (Debbie Rochon). Also living there is Lucia’s 21-year-old sister Alice (Marisia Kay), a childlike mute who wanders the farm with her ragdoll Rosina. It’s Alice who first runs into the “colour” and what causes it: she accidentally drops the bucket down the well, and when Pietro tries to hook it out, he catches the hook on something deeper and *pop* something bursts down in the well, filling the shaft with a noxious vapor. Pietro tries the water and finds it okay, though, so they continue to drink it and to water their plants.
And for a time, the water’s effect is positive. The tomatoes in their garden ripen almost overnight. Pietro’s bad knee, the reason he hasn’t been conscripted, starts working again. Alice even starts speaking a little. And Lucia turns into a sexual wildcat. (Because why hire Debbie Rochon for a role if you’re not going to have her be seductive?)

Alice and Rosina. Rosina’s thiiiiis close to saying, “Redrum! Redrum!”
But then things start going south. The vegetables which had looked so vibrant wither on the vine within a couple of days. Everyone starts being tormented by odd dreams. And Lucia, more so than the others, begins acting strangely, delighting in pain – both her’s and others’. She also takes a vehement dislike to the cross hung on the wall.
Eventually, the strange glow in the well migrates around, cloaking the area around the house with pulsing mists at night and assaulting Lucia, possessing her. “It’s not me!” Lucia claims after she hurts someone. “It was it!” (Because why hire Debbie Rochon for a role if you’re not going to have her be seductive and/or batshit insane?)

Here we see Lovecraft’s persistent obsession with picking your nose in your sleep.
And what is “it?” We never find out. Just as the reference to space is conspicuously absent from the title, the meteor which caused all this rigmarole is left out. As far as we know, there’s just a “something” that was in the well for no reason. Is it alien? Demonic? Intelligent? Couldn’t tell you. The specific dislike that affected people have for the cross would lead one to believe the demonic hypothesis, but it’s left ambiguous.
Also ambiguous is what a large part of the movie is included for, really. Lucia’s and Alice’s sister Anna (Eleanor James) lives a few miles away with their grandfather Giovanni (Gerry Shanahan). They have apparently been harboring a Jew on the run named Teresa (Alessandra Guerzoni), who leaves in the middle of the night to spare them from danger. She is, alas, shot through the head in the woods that borders Pietro’s and Lucia’s farm, and Alice finds her body there; not knowing enough to be afraid or disgusted, she visits it several times over the next few days as it decomposes. And then… nothing. No contribution to the story.

The Rave From Out of Space.
There are also plenty of talk about Luigi (Emmet Scanlan), Pietro’s brother, who’s been conscripted. People talk all the time about hoping that Luigi is safe and wondering when they’ll hear from him. Then he comes home, and within two minutes he’s dead. Not exactly worth the bother.
Technically, the movie looks great; Zuccon has progressed from the obvious videoish look of early films like The Shunned Houseto the current generation of nigh-perfect digicams, and he uses it to great effect. Colors (and colours) are handled with deftness, and not only does CGI provide the shimmering weblike look of the “colour,” but it also provides the subtly moving cloudscape behind almost every daylight shot. Zuccon is a very… Italian director.
Looking back on my review of The Shunned House, I can see that I had much the same complaints about Zuccon’s filmmaking style then as I do now. Like many of the touted Italian genre directors of decades past, he’s very interested in images and tableaus; he’s not as interested in narrative or structure. I doubt even he could tell you why some things are a part of this movie. Why does Alice, on more than one occasion, take a kitchen knife to Rosina, and then be shown holding her as if nothing’s wrong in the next scene? Why does a possessive force which demonstrates such antipathy toward the cross then treat a priest with such offhand disdain? Why does grandfather Giovanni speak with such an Irish accent? (Mainly because he’s played by Gerry Shanahan, who sounds exactly how you’d expect someone named Gerry Shanahan to sound; he’s the main reason I haven’t criticized Debbie Rochon for not even attempting an Italian accent.)

Exorcism school, week #3: How to banish big-ass heads.
Zuccon obviously admires Lovecraft, so it’s painful to see him miss the point of so much of Lovecraft’s work in his movie adaptations. Lovecraft was, above all else, a secular rationalist, and his stories are full of “rationalist horrors”: an intelligent, humanist protagonist faced with evidence that there is something unimaginable beyond his clean, tidy, naturalistic worldview. To adapt a Lovecraft story into a movie with such a focus on the irrational, rendering it a tale of a causeless evil which behaves inconsistently and irrationally for absolutely no reason… “The Colour Out of Space” may be almost impossible to adapt faithfully, but Zuccon didn’t have to go out of his way to make it harder for himself.
Some Notable Totables:
- body count: 8
- breasts: 4
- explosions: 0
- dream sequences: 7
- ominous thunderstorms: 0
- actors who’ve appeared on Star Trek: 0













“the meteorite glows in a color…which is unlike any color heretofore seen by human eyes”
Maybe another one landed here:
Oh I’d rather go and journey where the diamond crest is flowing and
Run across the valley beneath the sacred mountain and
Wander through the forest
Where the trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colors
That no one knows the names of
– The Byrds, “Wasn’t Born to Follow”
Well, at least they make the menace is somewhat exotic. In the 60s veriosn of the tale (Die, Monster, Die)
SPOILER
it ends of being boring old radiation.
oops, I didn’t do that right. Sorry.
EGM3: …”which is unlike any color heretofore seen by sober human eyes.”
So, upon seeing the B-Master’s Cabal sign, I went: “Oh, cool, they’re reviewing movies based on Lovecraft!
Then I went: “Oh, CRAP! They’re reviewing movies based on Lovecraft!”
The agony and the ecstasy of the eldritch.
That is the true horror, a race of men, descended of unspeakable ancestors, who make films designed to drive men mad with their alien “otherness”, by being completely unlike anything we would recognize as a film.
Had Lovecraft foreseen what horrors his film adaptations would become, perhaps he would have written “Pickman’s Treatment”, as the scripts of these films are far more horrifying than a snapshot of some subterranean beastie. (Oops. Guess that is a spoiler for those who never read the short story. Then again, it is nearing a century old, so I guess I can be forgiven for leaving off the spoiler tags.)
Not that anything in the film points toward this (from what I gather) but maybe the entity is averse to right-angles, not hallowed things as such.
Well, the house isn’t exactly a hobbit hole; there are plenty of square edges to be found.
I’m thinking that’s probably something of the same attitude we were seeing from the bad guy in Grave Robbers: “My lord Satan steals your puny God’s lunch money!” The evil (demonic?) thing may particularly despise the symbols of God, but not be especially worried about the servants of same; or maybe its minions are more afraid of these things than it is.
It could be. Or it could be that you’ve just put more thought into motivation than Zuccon and Gazzarrini did.
I’ve seen exactly one decent Lovecraft movie, and that was Cast a Deadly Spell… which wasn’t even based on any preexisting Lovecraft story.
I’m rather fond of The HP Lovecraft Historical Society’s Call of Cthulhu. I can’t wait till they finally release The Whisperer in Darkness.
I’d LOVE to see a good version of “Pickman’s Model”. They did a version of it on Night Gallery, but I didn’t care for it. It would work best as a short film; maybe if someone did an anthology movie. I know there have been few HP Lovecraft anthology films, but none of the did “Pickman’s Model”.
There are several short versions )here, here and here), plus the feature-length Pickman’s Muse — which, despite the title, is more based on “Haunter of the Dark.”
Just got back from the HP Lovecraft Film Festival. This year they showed a very good adaptation of Colour – Die Farbe. It’s set it pre-WW2 Germany and deals with the problem of showing an unknown color fairly cleverly.
I guess you could make the “The Coulour Out of Space” as a black and white film and just have characters refer to the strange color. Or- ooh!- you could have everything in black and white *except* the color, so it’s strange within the context of that world. Sort of a “Pleasantville” thing.
If we’re going to be featuring a colo(u)r that the audience literally can’t see, we might want to take a step further and make it an audio drama. Or maybe some kind of textual narrative. Wait…
Die Farbe went the everything in black and white except the colour route.
Actually, one could turn the Die Farbe idea on its head and portray the new “colour” by having everything affected by it be grayscaled in an otherwise ordinary color film. Colors other than the ones we know do exist, after all, just not in the visible spectrum. Meanwhile, though grayscale is visible to us, one hardly ever encounters anything quite like it in the real world. (The closest anyone ever came to it, according to P.J. O’Rourke, was in East Germany prior to the reunification, which looked like something out of a film noir detective movie.)
Hmm… Somehow, I think that using grayscale for the indescribable colo(u)r would be underwhelming.
Grayscale amid color only seems underwhelming when not contrasted properly. The trick is to have everything but the grayscale “colour” in question be in fairly bright colors. I distinctly remember an episode of the Care Bears called “Drab City” which used this to good effect: it portrayed a multi-colored meteorite (I think) which was both literally and figuratively draining the color from the lives of everyone in the city surrounding it. Seeing some of the usually brightly colored Care Bears gradually go grayscale really set the mood for the whole story brilliantly.
With a competent digital effects crew and an experienced director making sure to keep as much colored background as possible in every scene, one could get the same visual effect from a live-action shoot. The trick would be making sure there’s always at least some kind of color around against which to contrast the grayscale. With the tomatoes ripening on the vine, for instance, one could show the affected plants all in grayscale with just the plump and juicy tomatoes standing out in bright reddish-orange. Affected people could be set against a bright blue sky and lush green background, and the spread of this “colour” in grayscale patches from one life form to another would look exactly like the spread of some horrible plague. Having a grayscale “colour” make people more sexually attractive at first would be something more of a challenge, but even that might work if you set the ghostly grayscale glow of the person against an otherwise darkened background.
It’s all about contrast and getting an effect that would be utterly impossible in real life (just like the “colour” in the written story) to seem very real to the audience. Setting the film in grayscale and the “colour” as a color which is available on the visible spectrum does sort of work, but it seems like it would be as underwhelming as being told about something amazing would be in contrast to actually experiencing the amazing thing yourself would be. Experiencing color in a world of grayscale would only seem insane to someone who’s colorblind. Experiencing grayscale as a “colour” in an otherwise familiar world of color, on the other hand, sounds insane just from the description; one could easily understand how a lot of people might gradually go mad from seeing such an impossibility played out before them in what they’ve always understood to be real life.