Christmas Eve – usually a day of family togetherness, holy happiness and plenty of joy... that is, unless you’ve been picked up by the coppers and they’re putting the mighty squeeze on you. Directed by Harold D. Schuster, the 1955 crime thriller film noir Fingerman (sometimes spelled Finger Man) finds a longtime mid level thug with good street cred given a less than envious gift for the holidays – the chance to put a sting on one of the most dangerous criminal bosses thriving on rackets in at least eleven different States. Voice-over narrated by our stuck between a rock and a hard place protagonist, Casey Martin (Frank Lovejoy – In a Lonely Place; The Hitch-Hiker), he has recently been nabbed by the Treasury Agency (A.K.A. the T-Men), with their boss, Mr. Burns (Hugh Sanders), giving him his one and only choice – help them grab one Dutch Becker (Forrest Tucker) – a wealthy criminal mastermind who has his dirty paws in everything from illegal alcohol and gambling, to night clubs and prostitution.

Starting out with a riotous jailbreak, the 1955 film noir Crashout, directed by Lewis R. Foster, finds six of the grittiest criminals working together to make a lengthy trip to get their hands on a briefcase full of cold hard cash. Led by the man with the plan and a slug in his back (courtesy of the jailbreak), Van Morgan Duff (William Bendix – The Big Steal; Who Done It?), rules the escapees with an iron fist... it helps that he is the only person who knows where the money is hidden.

The one armed bandit (also known as the slot machine)... a dream for a select few winners, a nightmare for most others. Gambling, in many ways, can be an addictive curse, but could that also be the case for those thugs running the machines too? A crime centred noir-lite directed by William Witney, City of Shadows (1955), may just answer the above question. Big Tim Channing (Victor McLagen), is not living up to his name, as his thuggish fellow racketeers Tony Finetti (Anthony Caruso) and Angelo Di Bruno (Richard Reeves) are dominating the slot game, as his dilapidated machines are out of order half the time. That is, until a street wise twelve year old orphan, Dan Mason (as a young boy, Jimmy Grohman), gives him the grift that will put him back on top.

The immense love for Dario Argento’s visually mesmeric horror film Suspiria (1977) has in some ways overshadowed that it is actually part of the Three Mothers Trilogy – a thematic grouping more akin to the Three Flavours Cornetto Trilogy from Edgar Wright than a more traditional franchise. Both written and directed by Argento, Inferno was released three years after the original... for those curious, the long delayed bookend, The Mother of Tears, only came to life in 2007. Carrying forward a similar vibe and flair as the first feature, Inferno, instead of being set in Germany, takes place between New York and Rome. Starting in the Big Apple, young poet Rose Elliott (Irene Miracle) seems to be living quite the life for someone so young... as the apartment she resides in would even make the cast of Friends jealous.

Clearly inspired by the classic 1960 plastic surgery French horror film Les Yeux Sans Visage (Eyes Without a Face), eccentric exploitation master director Jesús Franco (Bahía Blanca), who often goes by Jess, crafted the horror movie Faceless (1988) – his highest budgeted film in twenty years. Sometimes things go bad right off the bat, and that is the case here – as a disgruntled former patient of famed plastic surgeon Dr. Flamand (Helmut Berger) tries to throw acid on him as payment for the botched job... unfortunately, it hits his gorgeous sister Ingrid (Christiane Jean) in the face, disfiguring her model-like visage.

The fantastic thing about a horror short film is that it strips away all of that bulky flesh – the slick story that’s trying to trick or impress, the characterization of the spooked individuals or haunted location, the exorbitant settings and special effects that might distract as much as impress; a short instead simply returning to the very primordial aspects of what scares us as human beings – a most basic idea that creakily lurks in the shadowy recesses of our minds. This 2025 four minute and three second feature, Dark Water, written and directed by Ethan Hunt (no, not Tom Cruise’s super spy), does just that. Starting with a most basic premise: a young woman (Amelie Melsness) helps a friend with a seemingly simple and rather menial task – open a jar of murky water no later than 10 P.M., make sure there are no witnesses... and wait until the water goes crystal clear. That’s it! One thing’s for sure, the girl named Alyssa who asks for this by way of text has a great friend.