Film

Carnival of Souls

Name: Carnival of Souls
Genre: Horror, Mystery, Fantasy
Released: 1962
Cast: Candace Hilligoss, Herk Harvey, Sidney Berger, Frances Feist, Art Ellison

A one-woman fever dream shot on a shoestring in three weeks, Carnival of Souls turns dime-store expressionism into real dread. Candace Hilligoss drifts through it like she's already left the world, and the derelict pavilion at the story's centre glows with the specific creepiness of abandoned fun. Slow, cheap, and unforgettable — for anyone who wants horror atmospheric rather than explained.

TMDb rating

6.9

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