Released in 1972, The House That Vanished is a thrilling, rather erotic movie about a young model whom unwittingly accompanies her boyfriend to an isolated country manor he intends to loot. However, in the foggy English countryside, beautiful Valerie Jennings witnesses a brutal murder! She flees into the fog-shrouded backwoods and takes refuge in junkyard where she hides until morning.
The horror isn't behind her, though, because once she returns to her flat strange things begin to happen. She hasn't seen her boyfriend since fleeing the old manor in the country...yet his car reappears outside her home, then disappears once more. And all her attempts to find the isolate manor are thwarted...it's as if the house has disappeared!
Then she meets the enigmatic Paul, who collects masks, and sparks fly. Coincidentally, a strange old man takes residency in the the flat below her apartment...a man who studies pigeons and seems to have a strange fascination with her. After her friend is murdered, Paul is kind enough to offer her a weekend away...at his parents' old country manor in the English hillside...where she reconnects with murder!
I really enjoyed this film...it did have a great amount of mystery and a slow-paced suspense that kept me watching. There were plenty of coffee, tea, and cigarettes! And the incest between young, handsome Paul and his Aunt helped cast a twisted plot. I have to admit that I was guessing until the end and did not really figure this one out until I saw the familiar surroundings of the manor during the 'weekend vacation' when Valerie returned unwittingly to the hands of the murderer.
The story line, plot, setting, and details are a vintage gothic romance novel well-played. I believe that fans of vintage gothic will enjoy (and find themselves well-entertained) by this movie!