This is a really bad noir film. It starts out with a terrific story idea: a woman wearing a veil is driven up to a funeral in a cemetery, with everyone standing round the grave. It is her own funeral! Someone else is in her coffin, but who? Who has tried to kill her? She had better try and stay dead for a while to try to find out. Naturally, she is glamorous (June Lockhart), as this could not happen to someone who was not, could it? The script and the film are terrible, and the whole idea is thrown away, is tedious, and is not worth watching. Even the presence of Cathy O'Donnell in the film cannot save it. Director Bernard Vorhaus's first film 'The Ghost Camera' (1933) was far better than this. Maybe making 'Ice-Capades Review' (1942) froze his brain and reduced him to making something as terrible as this. What a waste.
Review of Bury Me Dead
