The Fly

Immortalized not by Cronenberg, but by The Simpsons ("And I let him use my toothbrush!"). Its greatest strength is also its greatest fault: sticking closely to its source material. The short story is fantastic, but it plays out a little too slowly on film, and unfortunately relegates Vincent Price to a tragically brief supporting role. Both reveals of the mutated bodies are amazing and ends on a particularly grim note. Not Katy Perry's Roar grim notes, but close. Auto-tuned Tourette's = Roar

Very effective old-school horror/thriller. The build-up was done very well and the payoff was executed effectively.

"It'd be funny if life wasn't so sacred"

A surprisingly believable and effective tragedy for a 1950s horror flick. Not without something to say about technology and the "great acceleration", either.

Surprisingly bold and effective at times, certainly enough so to mostly ignore the cheesier bits and slow pacing. The famous ending is delightfully grim.