Birth/Rebirth
A morgue technician and a grieving mother reinventing Frankenstein without any of the theatrics.
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.
17 films
A morgue technician and a grieving mother reinventing Frankenstein without any of the theatrics.
Opens with eight minutes of real famine footage, then asks its title question literally.
A Finnish girl raises a monster from an egg, and it is about a mother's Instagram-perfect lie.
Cronenberg's divorce, filmed. The angriest thing he ever made and he has said so.
A teacher calmly tells her class she knows two of them killed her daughter, and that she has already taken revenge.
The Production Code would not let a child murderer go free, so it ends with a spanking. See it anyway.
Blonde children with glowing eyes and no interest in you. Efficient, cold, 77 minutes.
The puberty metaphor made completely explicit, very funny, and unusually well acted.
Austrian, cold, and it works out its own twist early enough that the dread is the point.
A prequel nobody wanted that turned out to be the best-directed studio horror of its year.
A kidnapping that goes wrong in the most enjoyable way. Very wet, very fast, very funny.
A film about a widowed mother who resents her son, wearing a monster as a coat.
Osgood Perkins doing King as a gore comedy. The deaths are elaborate and the film is laughing.
A young couple cannot leave a show home. Bleak, airless, and about mortgages.
A robotics engineer builds an AI doll to parent her orphaned niece, and the doll takes the job seriously.
A film about a man realising his son is not his. Jerry Goldsmith won the Oscar and earned it.
De Palma's split screens, a bucket of blood, and the last thirty seconds that made an entire genre of ending.