Same Old, Same Old  Less a sequel to House Of Frankenstein than a rewrite. Same plot, same characters, same jokes. Matthew certainly hated it! This was our final fling at Hull Film Theatre as the management decided to stop hiring it out to local amateur groups and concentrate on showing films, which they felt were more profitable. Heaven knows why, they charged us the earth.

Quote, Unquote  Bandages and more bandages. I've never done so many different pieces of music for one play without the aid of bandages Maurice
I knew I'd mess up that bloody poem (The Raven) one night and I did. And then I skidded through the water and fell over during the chase. I think I got away with it! Sharon
Remembered best for lots of charging about, and David's Cockney accent Jenny
I contributed to the mummy outfit by sewing on miles of crepe bandages and then taking it out in the garden and rubbing it in the mud to give it that authentic "lived-in" look Ailsa

The Critics Rave  Surprisingly, the Hull Daily Mail turned up. “There were some very good performances”, they said, “in particular from Val Howell who was a jack-booted German with a penchant for whips and a natty line in black silk nightwear. She had competition in the acting stakes from Helen Robinson, whose American accent and ease of performance was a lesson for many a professional. Brian Caine quickly got his teeth into the role of the bloodthirsty Count and Sharon Burton was melancholy as his wife. The jokes may have creaked as much as the castle door but this show was all about having a good time. The action set off at quite a pace with the cast rushing around the set in the frequently used manner of every farce and playing it for all it was worth with doors banged, screams heard and giggles muffled”.