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Kaneto Shindō’s Kuroneko (aka Black Cat) is a ghost story whispered in moonlight, where revenge prowls softly through the reeds and bamboo.

Masaki Kobayashi’s Kwaidan is one of those rare horror films that feels less like a movie and more like a spell.

Somewhere between a fairy tale, a therapy session, and a full-on digital spectacle, Mamoru Hosoda’s Belle manages to be both dazzling and emotionally raw.

Roger Corman’s The Haunted Palace is a slice of H.

Few films manage to blend the macabre and the ridiculous with such cheerful abandon as Roger Corman’s The Raven.

There’s a special kind of confidence required to take one of the most durable fairy tales ever told and run it through a 2011 teen drama filter, complete with glossy lighting, questionable tattoos, and emotional beats that feel like they were focus-grouped

Few horror films slither under your skin quite like Onibaba.

Sometimes Japanese horror goes for ghostly chills, sometimes for kaiju-sized spectacle. 1963’s Matango, however, takes the road less travelled: stranding a group of bourgeois day-trippers on a rotting island and feeding them psychedelic mushrooms until th…

Somewhere along the line, someone looked at Beauty and the Beast, a story that has survived centuries of retellings, and decided it needed to be dragged through a bargain-bin fantasy filter.

Roger Corman’s Tales of Terror is the cinematic equivalent of a gothic wine flight: three mini-doses of Edgar Allan Poe, poured into one luridly lit glass, swirled with gallows humour, and gulped down with Vincent Price’s velvety voice as the chaser.