I Walked With a Zombie (1943)

There's almost no use in writing about it.....still, how Tourneur at least gets to the form is important - pulling down the veil of exoticism to reveal a history of colonialist exploitation... But at the end of the day you just have to experience it - one of the most…

Neil Bahadur

There’s nothing like this movie. It feels like accidentally walking into someone else’s bad dream and trying to wake them from it with no success until finally accepting that that very hopeless feeling is just your own version of a bad dream.

Sean Fennessey

It remains the highest point of suggestive horror as a source of troubling dread. I find fascinating how I Walked with a Zombie revisits so much of the strategies of Cat People but expand it by presenting its romantic quadrangle of destructive desire into a much larger…

Filipe Furtado

Major spoilers ahead.  In a 1971 interview with Positif, Jacques Tourner shared the following: I've always refused to caricature [B]lacks. ... I've always tried to give them a profession, to have them speak normally without drawing any comic effect. ... Several times…

sakana1

"They brought you to a beautiful place, didn't they?" "If you say, Miss. If you say."

Will Sloan

Val Lewton tasks Jacques Tourneur with a Haitian voodoo/plantation slavery Jane Eyre and—instead of turning in the exploitation B-picture that premise suggests—makes a genuinely lyrical, haunting gothic horror melodrama. One that reckons with the psychological and spiritual…

Josh Lewis

External cultural artifacts made malleable so as to always fit within the parameters of the colonial, the foreign made just familiar enough to curtail unease to tolerable levels: tolerable as opposed to none at all because it is inherently contradictory and thus the…

reibureibu

Tropical malady

matt lynch

So lyrical that watching it is like running your fingers through gossamer. Howling wind blows through stalks of sugar cane. Ceremonial drumming is audible far off in the night. Moonlight pours between the slats in the window shades, inscribing a broken pattern of horizontal…

Alice Stoehr