I love the SWAT team member who gets snared in the rose bushes. Everything about this flick is fucking brilliant, down to the slightest detail.

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I'm really craving an A.V. Club retrospective of Infocom now.

We're long overdue for a renewed interest in the animated Tick.

The Uncle Scrooge comics from the '80s were phenomenal, really. Don Rosa is a beast of a man.

Heh-heh…COUNT Duckula!

My girlfriend is nuts about this flick; my knowledge of the book is limited to its having my favorite piece of cover art ever.
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I love the original ending, which seems like an only slight amplification of a descent into total madness. If only Spielberg had kept his grubby mitts off it.

If you enjoyed The Orphanage, I trust you've seen The Changeling, correct? It served as the blueprint for Bayona's film, and retains its position atop my list of all-time favorites. One of the few movies that truly understands the effectiveness of darkness and suggestion and a total commitment to atmosphere. It's one…

That makes sense.

Because the base reaction is the same; the genre trappings are irrelevant. They're both gut-wrenching horror films, each dealing with creepy locales and protagonists being stalked in the dark. No one in the horror community would question Alien's credentials as a masterpiece of the form.

People have different opinions than mine?

Sort of. Not really. The producers saw a bit of a cut, but the cast got totally screwed. At least they could always say they were there.

Amen. The vitriol leveled against that flick was confounding to me from the start, as I assumed anyone with a passing interest in horror would recognize just how brilliant it is. It has everything you could want: mood, atmosphere, stunning imagery, an amazing soundtrack, jump scares, slow builds, mounting tension, and…

Oh, man, "In the Hills, the Cities" is brilliant. Barker's not going for 'scares', per se, as much as a Lovecraftian sense of awe. Everything in Books of Blood is next level, easily the best collection of horror fiction I've ever read, after a lifetime of devotion to the form.

Hellraiser succeeds spectacularly in terms of visual design, but it's hindered throughout by wretched dialogue and godawful acting. Shame that such a brilliant scribe should translate his own work so poorly to the screen.

Craven himself admitted that he had no idea what he was doing. Last House is the lowest form of sleaze.

All the demonry shit just turns me off. I couldn't care less about Catholic dogma, but the idea of suffering through a battery of unwanted medical exams is horrifying.

The Sixth Sense absolutely terrified me the first time I saw it; I felt a horrible, permeating sense of dread throughout the whole thing. It remains one of my favorite films, so wonderfully elegant, and stood as what I believed to be the last great American horror film until It Follows came out last year.

Patton Oswalt listed "The Jaunt" among his favorite horror stories during a countdown on his blog years ago, and pointed to the anecdotal scene of the machine's being used as a murder weapon as evidence of its being uniquely terrifying.