
1986 · John McNaughton
How Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer has been received, argued over, and remembered.
Shot in Chicago in 1986 for around $110,000, it sat on the shelf for years after the MPAA effectively made it unreleasable, finally reaching theaters unrated in 1990 — where critics like Roger Ebert hailed it, and it's since been canonized as a landmark of American independent horror.
The perennial fight: is it a rigorous moral interrogation of screen violence that implicates the audience, or an endurance test that's easier to admire than to actually sit through twice?
It launched Michael Rooker, gave the true-crime film its coldest template, and its notorious camcorder sequence is still invoked in every serious discussion of voyeurism and violence on screen — a reference point for everything from found footage to Funny Games.
A 'you must see it once' cult monument — a fixture of best-horror-ever lists and Letterboxd horror canons, respected more than rewatched.