
1945 · Charles Crichton
How Dead of Night has been received, argued over, and remembered.
Released just as Britain lifted its wartime ban on horror films, it landed as a startling one-off from cosy Ealing — and it's only grown since, now routinely cited as the granddaddy of anthology horror and one of the greatest British films of any genre.
The perennial fan debate: is Charles Crichton's comic golfing episode charming tonal relief or the skippable weak link that breaks the spell between the film's scarier stories?
Michael Redgrave and his dummy Hugo cast a shadow over every ventriloquist-doll horror that followed, from The Twilight Zone to Magic, and the whole portmanteau-with-a-linking-story format — Amicus built a studio on it — starts here.
A 'you must have seen this' cornerstone of British horror — Scorsese-endorsed, endlessly listed, and still the benchmark every horror anthology gets measured against.