
1978 · Jerzy Skolimowski
How The Shout has been received, argued over, and remembered.
It shared the Grand Prix at Cannes in 1978, then quietly slipped out of circulation for decades — only to be rediscovered by the folk-horror revival crowd, who now treat it as one of British weird cinema's great buried treasures.
The perennial fight is whether its ambiguity is the whole point or an evasion — is this a profound puzzle about storytelling and belief, or an art film that refuses to play fair?
The image of Alan Bates drawing breath on the dunes to unleash the terror-shout is the film's calling card, endlessly screengrabbed in folk-horror lists and 'weird British cinema' threads.
A cult object in the truest sense — the folk-horror-adjacent deep cut that cinephiles recommend with a 'trust me' rather than an explanation.