Carrie Coon and Tracy Letts. We watch movies.

1968
Boy, has he.
Saw this for the first time with my grandpa when I was six years old, in a double feature with Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed, at the iral Drive-In in Tulsa. It changed my life.
Still holds up. (What is Hammer Films without Freddie Francis or Terence Fisher?) Ostensibly set in 19th Century , but clearly it’s post-colonial England — the Church seems especially moldy and ineffectual, in spite of the unconvincing reaffirmation at the end. And…