Hey, recently I watched an old 1962 film called "Carnival of Souls," and I thought it might be up your alley. The characters and story aren't anything to write home about, but the vibe and framing are really nice; it feels like an extra-long episode of The Twilight Zone. Also, the main character is an organ player for a church, because of this, the music played throughout is mostly church organse which really adds to the spook factor. You might want to check out the trailer, but I highly suggest watching it blindly without knowing what's going on; it helps.
If you want to watch it with a more grainy film look, check out the Tubi link. If you want a clearer watching exsperience check out the YouTube link.
YouTube: https://youtu.be/vNYg4YWkp0k?si=ktqFD0dND765S4pD
Tubi: https://tubitv.com/movies/100039824/carnival-of-souls
i agree it definitely felt like a movie length twilight zone episode!
overall i thought it was alright. i like watching stuff form all eras because i find the trends and progression of basically pretty much everything about cinema really interesting, but i can't say i'm actually the biggest fan of older films/tv. i actually found the organ music kind of grating tbh lol. but that's probably at least in part due to the terrible audio quality old movies tend to have. really liked the camera tricks for the ghosts and the scenes actually set in the carnival; wish we got to see more of them! oh, i also really liked the silent scene in the department store: very twilight zone!
i did have to watch this over the course of many days because toddler keeps me BUSY so that may have effected my opinion. hard to stay engaged when i can only watch 10-20 minutes at a time 🙃
also i thought it was kind of funny that the terrible date she went on was terrible then and terrible now. usually there is a painful amount of misogyny in old stuff like this, so her date being portrayed as an asshole (when i have literally seen this exact same type of character be presented as desirable in things far more modern) was nice lol.









