Such expectations of John Landis as have been bred by Animal House and The Blues Brothers might prompt one to overemphasize the humor element here. That element is not far to seek, but much of it is limited to the inveterate wiseguyism of a couple of happy-go-lucky American backpackers afoot in the English moors, and much of the rest of it is simply the sort of formula comedy relief practiced in horror films of the Thirties and Forties. Still, there does exist a bit of a tone problem, and more than that, a vast area of uncertainty as to the basic theme and subject matter. The title alone is enough to stir thoughts of a culture-clash theme in the tradition of Henry James, although undoubtedly on a less refined level, but the various possibilities along those lines never really materialize. With David Naughton, Griffin Dunne, and Jenny Agutter. (1981) — Duncan Shepherd