I enjoyed this so much. If you put Twin Peaks, Stephen King, and The Twilight Zone in a blender I imagine you would end up with something like this.
I read and collect an Italian horror comic called Dylan Dog and halfway through I realised that one of the early issues was inspired by this film, which meant that I saw the end coming, but it didn't spoil it one bit. Anzi!

A big fat love letter to John Carpenter. I'm down with that.

Still perfect, still gorgeous and devastating. Gloria Grahame is exquisite and Bogart is at the top of his game.

I first saw it about a year ago; watching it the second time around I was able to really luxuriate in every moment. And I was lucky enough to catch it on the big screen: magic.