The Wicker Man
and I'm taking Edward Woodward, none of your Nick Cage shit.

One of the best horror films ever, not for the usual reasons for moments that make you jump as there are virtually none. What really does it for me is the overall theme of the film. The horror only hits you on reflection. There's far too few films that do that nowadays.

Also, living in central Scotland, it makes going to the Western Isles extra creepy. The locals there act almost the same towards outsiders and you always wake up half-expecting a burning hand by your bed.
( Butters and his titanium codsocket, Thu 17 Jul 2008, 15:59, 1 reply)

Wall Sex
That is all.
(Rotten_Cointreau is a proper scientician, Thu 17 Jul 2008, 16:09, closed)