The Black Cat (Edgar G. Ulmer, 1934). The strange, and strangely concentrated, outing with Karloff and Lugosi skulking around Ulmer’s mad Universal-Deco mansion. Everybody looks like carved chess pieces, moved about at someone else’s will. Some Satanic mass stuff comes up at the end, and there are rumors about cats, but World War I looms as the real villain.
At What a Feeling!, more 1980s horror, with a vintage review of Andrew Fleming’s Bad Dreams.
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