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On the eve of commencing production on what will be not only my first horror film but also my first genre film of any kind – a no-budget, 15-or-so-minute vampire allegory called Dead Time – it is perhaps inevitable that my mind should take to wandering through the haunted and haunting cinematic visions responsible for gradually engendering my conviction that creating a horror film of my own would be a worthwhile endeavour. My interest in the form developed late and I make no claim to being an authority on the subject. Yet over the two-and-a-half to three years since I began watching horror films, two dozen or so eccentric, innovative, often neglected and always magnificently surprising masterpieces – among them Polanksi's The Tenant (1976), Karl Freund's The Mummy (1932), Victor Halperin's White Zombie (1932), Jean Rollin's Fascination (1979), Ulmer's The Black Cat (1934), Bava's Lisa and the Devils (Lisa e il Diavolo, 1972), Richard Stanley's Dust Devil (1992), Lynch's Lost Highway (1997) and, above all, Dreyer's Vampyr (1931) – have enriched my conception of cinema's potential and the sometimes subterranean riches of its accomplishments to a degree I would not have believed possible.
Approximate Word count = 432
Approximate Pages = 1.7
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