The best adaptation of Robert Louis Stevenson’s novel I’ve ever seen, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde rightly won Fredric March an Oscar for his portrayal of the scientist who seeks to separate the good from the evil in man, and unfortunately succeeds.
When the enterprising Jekyll tests his experimental serum, he transforms (sometimes startling without the use of makeup or camera tricks) into Hyde, a hairy, snaggletoothed, horny creature with a taste for blood, prostitutes and the blood of prostitutes. Neither the police nor Jekyll’s fiancée take too kindly to this development.
The best thing about this version is Rouben Mamoulian’s direction, which looks innovative even today through his unique use of subjective camera, split-screens and framing of certain shots. It’s way ahead of its time. The film kind of peters out in the last half-hour and I’m bothered by the way everyone pronounces the doc’s name as “JEEK-ul,” but this is still a great old horror movie through and through. —Rod Lott
I think I read somewhere that Stevenson intended people to pronounce the name that way when he wrote it and was annoyed that everyone said “JECK-il” instead, but I could have just dreamed it.