His House
A South Sudanese couple in British asylum housing. The haunting and the bureaucracy are the same thing.
486 entries, from the 1931 Universal cycle to last year. Curated, not exhaustive: a short shelf of things worth knowing about beats a long one nobody can navigate.
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A South Sudanese couple in British asylum housing. The haunting and the bureaucracy are the same thing.
No plot to speak of, structured as loops. Either its weakness or the reason it works.
Ursula Andress and Stacy Keach in New Guinea. Real animal deaths, which is why it stays notorious.
Cronenberg's second feature, with an experimental skin graft, a stinger in an armpit, and a plague across Montreal.
A cheap, badly acted summer camp slasher with an ending that has been argued about for forty years.
Fifty-four schoolgirls hold hands and step in front of a train in the first three minutes.
67 minutes of black and white industrial noise made over eighteen months by a crew that mostly quit.
A woman is repeatedly assaulted by an invisible entity, and the film sides with her against the psychiatrists.
The most upsetting giallo, and the one with an actual moral centre.
Three Bava stories introduced by Boris Karloff, and the middle one is the most frightening thing Bava shot.
Nicolas Cage, alpacas, and a colour that does not exist. More faithful than most attempts.
A German alpine resort, Hunter Schafer, and Dan Stevens doing an accent. Deeply strange.
Nakata again, and the saddest of the cycle. A custody battle with a damp patch on the ceiling.
Lamberto Bava, produced by Argento, and it is a film about a cinema audience being turned into monsters inside the cinema.
Stuart Gordon and Jeffrey Combs reunite after Re-Animator for a Lovecraft story about a machine that reveals what is always there.
The most extreme film on this site. A pregnant woman, her house, and a woman with scissors.
A 1977 Halloween talk show broadcast, live, going wrong. David Dastmalchian finally gets a lead.
Tobe Hooper's space-vampire epic, adapted from Colin Wilson, and it is completely insane in the best way.
Alex Garland being about as subtle as a church door. The final sequence is remarkable regardless.
Argento's last great film, and the needles taped under the eyes are the image of his career.
Barry Levinson made a found-footage eco-horror about a Chesapeake town and parasitic isopods.
The best film on the prosecuted list. Savini's raft scene is why it was on it.
A former detective running an escort agency works out that his missing women all went to the same client.
Angela Carter adapting herself. Nested fairy tales about what adults tell girls about men.
Two children snowed in with their father's new partner, who has a history with a cult.
Sold as the most violent film ever made. Lenzi chasing Deodato and killing more animals to do it.
Made for 33,000 dollars by an industrial film-maker in Kansas, and it looks like a dream somebody had.
A priest hangs himself and opens a gate. Fulci at his least coherent and most upsetting.
Stuart Gordon adapting The Shadow over Innsmouth, relocated to a rotting Spanish fishing town.
The third of Argento's Animal Trilogy, and the least seen because it was legally locked away for decades.
Miike at his most gleefully unpleasant, and the sickbag handed out at Toronto was a marketing stunt that worked.
Barely a horror film and one of the most upsetting things on this site. About a life not lived.
Publicly funded, debated in the Canadian parliament, and filmed with complete clinical calm.
Danish. About politeness, and the ending is the bleakest thing in this decade of horror.
Cronenberg's divorce, filmed. The angriest thing he ever made and he has said so.
The best of Corman's Poe cycle, shot by Nicolas Roeg on sets left over from Becket.