Indolent spinster weekly report #7

Indolent Spinster weekly report #7

My Ten Favourite, as in most often watched and enjoyed, horror movies. In the order in which I thought of them, They are all of about equal value as far as my experience and enjoyment of them runs.

Frankenstein & the Bride Of Frankenstein
I cannot separate these two films, and for decades only ever watched them together. Very unlike the book.

Alien
Easily the best Ridley Scott film, more atmosphere and real scares than 100 other films.

American Werewolf In London
is for me like The Breakfast Club of Horror movies, and pretty much the only decent werewolf movie ever.

Vampyr
So much art. more style in any 5 second clip than all the super hero movies you have ever seen.

Fear No Evil
silliest most on my list, the most over the top and ridiculous, terrible... awesome.

The Shining
Still scares the bejeezuz outta me, atmosphere and creepy af, for me this movie has aged really well. i like it more now than ever.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre
I dare you to watch this with headphones on, sometime, it will mess you up.

The Fly
Cronenberg and Trans Folks, We know Body Horror, Brundlefly!

The Exorcist
genuine horror is achieved over and over in this brilliantly paced film. the director’s cut isn’t terrible, but i prefer the pace of the theatrical cut.

I meant to add Suspiria. So, honourable mention.

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