When it starts getting cooler and autumn leaves begin to fall I start to get a craving for Hammer Horror. It just fits the season. I think over all the movies of the same period with Vincent Price, especially the Corman/Poe (for Price rocks a funny hat movies) are better, but there are something about Hammer Vampire movies that is just comforting, the organge blood, Peter Cushing, the perfectly pressed white night gowns, Peter Cushing, the Vampire teeth and of course Peter Cushing, cause he is awesome and the best.
The pacing can be a little off, and they are always about controling a specific kind of sexuality. But I adore them and when it is frosty outside, it is like sitting in front of a crackling fire, that has a lot of pushed up boobs and werid hissing.