October will be here soon, and that means watching a strange and creepy movie every night of the month. This year I think I’ll be starting off with Charles Laughton’s only film as director: Night of the Hunter.
I still remember the first time I rented this from the video store. I had heard good things, but nothing had prepared me for the surreal gothic tale that spooled out across the screen in front of me. The impressionistic art direction, the weird, fever dream story line and the beautiful music all combine to create a truly singular film.
And Robert Mitchum, sleepy-eyed and sinister at the center of the nightmare – has there ever been an actor quite so menacing?