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They Call Me Trinity 1970*

"This was a quiet town before you came. Disgusting town, but quiet."

- One store destroyed, three heads split like overripe melons, one man wounded, and one castrated, all in two hours. Just two hours I left you alone, two hours.

- Well, you asked me to give you a hand.

- Not like that, beetle brain!

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Original title·····Lo chiamavano Trinità..

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

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Trinity Is Still My Name 1971*

"I never seen such unloving kin brothers the likes of you two. The only family tie you ever felt was the hangman's noose."

- Listen, boys, the odds are pretty good that this generous old heart of mine is gonna stop tickin' mighty soon now. But, before I go, I wanna make sure that there's a good price on your heads. Trinity. You worry me, my son. For years now, you've been dragging your ass dragging your ass around in that litter, and you still got no trade. You're a good card shark, I hear, but I never see you with a deck in your hands. I advise you to go on to horse rustling. It's a fine and difficult profession. You don't become a good horse thief overnight, you know? Look at your brother Bambino here. He's on the right track. Even though he's still got a lot to learn, he'll make a great horse thief some day. And, boys... promise me that, from now on, you'll always work together.

- What?

- Bambino, you look after your brother. Learn him the ropes.

- Oh, you're kiddin'. I gotta protect me from him!

"Strangest pair of outlaws I've ever seen"

"Strangest federal agents I've ever seen"

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Original title·····Continuavano a chiamarlo Trinità

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

Between 1960 & 1964, director/producer Roger Corman made 8 different Edgar Allan Poe themed films, known as the Corman-Poe Cycle.

 

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I: House of Usher 1960

"Two pale drops of fire, guttering in the vast, consuming darkness. My sister and myself. Shortly they will burn no more."
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- I don't believe in the sins of the fathers being visited upon the children.

- You do not, sir? The House of Usher seems to you, then, normal?

- The house, sir, is neither normal nor abnormal. It is only a house.

- You are very wrong, Mr Winthrop. This house is centuries old. It was brought here from England. And with it every evil rooted in its stones.

- You really believe this!

- Evil is not just a word, it is a reality. Like any living thing, it can be created. It was created by line of Ushers. The history of the Ushers is a history of savage degradations. First in England, and then in New England. And always in this house. The pall of evil which fills it is no illusion. For hundreds of years, foul thoughts and foul deeds have been committed within its walls. The house itself is evil now.

- No, I... I cannot believe this.

- But you must. For Madeline's sake, you must. Most of all does this evil reside in her.

- And this is your dreadful secret?
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"···and the deep and dank tarn closed silently over the fragments of the House of Usher."
--POE

 

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II: The Pit and The Pendulum 1961

"My inner mind creating evidence of Elizabeth's vengeful return because that mind knows... But I don't know! I will find out. It's the only way"
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- The story, sir. In detail.

- This was my father's world, Mr. Barnard. I shall not dwell upon the history of this... this blasphemous chamber. Suffice it that the blood of a thousand men and women was spilled within these walls. Limbs twisted and broken! Eyes gouged from bloody sockets. Flesh burned black.

- Why are you telling me these things? What are they to do with my sister?

- I should never have brought her here. She was too sensitive, too aware.

- Aware of what?

- The malignant atmosphere of this castle. It destroyed her.

- My sister was a strong and willful woman not subject to the influence of atmospheres.

- You have been here only a matter of hours, Mr. Barnard. You cannot know what it is to live here month upon month,year after year, breathing this infernal air, absorbing the miasma of barbarity which permeates these walls, particularly this chamber. But it did not bother her at first either.
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"···the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair."
--POE

 

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III: The Premature Burial 1962

"The cure for all suffering. The answer to all problems. The key, my darling, to heaven or to hell or to nothingness. Poison."
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- For years, I've lived in dread of being buried alive. Can you possibly conceive it? The unendurable oppression of the lungs, the stifling fumes of the damp earth, the rigid embrace of the coffin, the blackness of absolute night, and the silence, like an overwhelming sea. And then, invisible in the darkness, but all too hideously real to the other senses the presence of the conqueror worm.

- Guy!

- I'm sorry.

- These are just morbid fantasies.

- I'm afraid not.

- Every member of my family has met with a violent and horrible death. I now wait my turn.
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"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?"
--POE

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

IV: Tales of Terror 1962

[Morrella]

"She was enraged, furious! even dying, she was enraged. "It was the baby," she said. She swore she'd avenge herself. "It was the baby." She kept saying it over and over again "It was the baby." And then before even the doctor could arrive, she was dead."

"The winds of the firmament breathed but one sound within my ears and the ripples upon the sea murmured evermore···Morrella."
--POE
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[the Black Cat]

"Haven't I convinced you of my sincerity yet? I'm genuinely dedicated to your destruction. What kind of a man are you, anyway? Make love to my wife and doesn't even talk to me!"

"I had walled the Black monster up within the tomb!"
--POE
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[the case of M.Valdemar]

"Mr. Valdemar has consented to be mesmerised in articulo mortis. Which is to say..(Dr. James)at the point of death.(Mr. Carmichael)I fear it sounds more dreadful than it really is. (Helene)Why? (Mr. Carmichael)To ascertain just how long the actual moment of death can be forestalled. A momentous experiment.(Dr. James)momentous? Monstrous would be more the word!"

"And there was an oozing liquid putrescence···All that remained of Mr. Valdemar"
--POE

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

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V: The Raven 1963

"We're wasting time, Dr. Craven. Perhaps the sight of your daughter's flesh being seared will clarify your thinking."
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- Is there an answer, then, Dr. Scarabus?

- Yes. A duel to the death. Reconcile yourself to it, Dr. Craven. One of us must perish.

- Very well, then. A duel to the death.
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"Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.” "
--POE

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

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VI: The Haunted Palace 1963*

"As surely as the village of Arkham has risen up against me, so shall I rise from the dead, against the village of Arkham. All of you and your children and your children's children shall have just 'cause to regret the actions of this night. For from this night onward, you shall bear my curse."
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- Why do you want to know about the Curwen place?

- Because it belongs to us.

- Your name is Curwen?

- No, our name is Ward. Joseph Curwen was my great-great-grandfather.

- So, can you tell us where the house is?

- I can, but I won't.
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- Understand, Mr. Ward, Arkham is a strange community. You see, it's haunted. Not by ghosts, but haunted nonetheless 150 years ago, a man named Joseph Curwen moved to this village and built this palace, according to legend, a number of strange things occurred when Curwen moved into the village. Terrible noises were heard in the night. Young girls were said to have disappeared from their homes... to be gone until Dawn, and then reappear with no memory of their whereabouts. He was a strange man. There were terrible rumors about him. It was thought, that he had gained possession of a book called the Necronomicon. Book obviously never existed, except in the minds of the superstitious. But they claimed it held enough secrets to give a man absolute power. Of course, every mythology has such a book, but the Necronomicon supposedly contained formulas through which one could communicate with or even summon the elder gods, the dark ones from beyond who had once ruled the world and now are merely waiting for an opportunity to regain that control. Cthulhu, yog-sothoth. Dreadful rubbish, I know. Still, the people of Arkham believed it. They claimed that Joseph Curwen and two other warlocks were trying to open the gates to these dark gods.

- Open the gates? How?

- They claimed that Joseph Curwen was trying to mate those beings with humans to create a new race through which the gods could regain their control. That's how they explained the mutated births... unsuccessful experiments passed on from generation to generation, carried in the blood.

- What's your explanation, doctor?

- I don't have one. I advise you, Mr. Ward, to leave this village. I advise you to flee it as you would from a madman with a knife, who feels compelled to destroy you before you can destroy him.
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"While, like a ghastly rapid river, through pale door a hideous throng rush out forever and laugh but smile no more"
--POE

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Marketed as "Edgar Allan Poe's The Haunted Palace." The film actually based on the story by H.P. Lovecraft, "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward." Director Corman wanted to do something different with The Haunted Palace movie and selected a Lovecraft story. Film production company(AIP) changed the film's name, against Corman's wishes, to suggest continuity with the popular Corman- Poe series. The only connection the film has with the Poe poem are two quotes read by protagonist.

 

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VII: The Masque of the Red Death 1964

"On the Sabbath at midnight for your amusement there will be a masquerade. The wardrobes of the castle are yours to use. But I beg of you, even for the humor of it, do not wear red. Yes, the Red Death came to the village. Even now, it lays waste to the countryside. So you can count yourselves fortunate that you are here in this castle under the protection of Prince Prospero."
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- My father imprisoned a friend of his in this room for 3 years. When he was released he could never again bear to look at the sun or even a daffodil.

- How cruel.

- Cruel? It was simply a test to prove how easily a man's mind can be controlled and twisted. My family have always been interested in such things. Somewhere in the human mind my dear Francesca is the key to our existence. My ancestors tried to find it to open the door that separates us from our creator.

- You need no doors to find God. If you believe...

- Believe? If you believe, my dear Francesca, you are gullible. Can you look around this world and believe in the goodness of a god who rules it? Famine, pestilence,war, disease, and death they rule this world.

- There is also love and life and hope.

- Very little hope, I assure you.

- No.

- If a god of love and light ever did exist he is long since dead. Someone... something... rules in his place.
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"And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all."
--POE

 

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VIII: The Tomb of Ligeia 1964

- Early this day, I found myself standing once again before Ligeia's grave, allowing me to observe a rather singular circumstance. The date of her death had disappeared from Ligeia's tombstone, And yet it was there yesterday when we came upon the Lady Rowena.

- I don't know which confounds me more. The defacing of the grave or the importance you seem to place upon it.

- Doesn't it seem to be a bit odd to you?

- Well, yes, it does. Seems grotesque, as a matter of fact. A malicious prank.

- Whose malicious prank?

- Good Lord, Verden, I don't know. What are you trying to tell me?

- Simply that this occurrence is neither a prank nor malicious. Look at that stone, Christopher. Consider what has been cut from the marble. Not her name, not the inscription only the date of her death.

- Where's the date of her birth?

- I never knew her age. And consider, Christopher, how carefully it has been cut. Surely not the work of any malicious prankster. The ancients carved prophecies in their stone tombs. This prank is also a prophecy.

- Of what? From whom? Verden, this is surely something...

- Of return, Christopher. Of Ligeia's return.

- Verden...

- No. No pray, hear me out. These words were among the last she ever spoke to me,"Nor lie in death forever. Man need not kneel before the angels nor lie in death forever, save for the weakness of his feeble will." Ligeia's will was as fierce as her... as her body was frail. Outwardly calm, even placid, she nevertheless pitted herself against death with a passion words are impotent to convey. As her body progressively wasted, she seemed to turn to the very stones of the abbey for renewed strength, as if they could sustain that burning desire for life... only for life, that ravaged her as much as the fever of disease. In a sense, Ligeia became the abbey. She never entered or left a room, never walked down the darkest passageway without somehow illuminating it like a single moving candle. Like a blind man, I could sense her presence, but I could not see her and even in the most trivial objects and actions. Her voice in the rustle of draperies, the lightness of her footfall in the fluttering of a moth's wing against a closed window pane. Even at the end, she seemed to have vanquished death. She smiled and said,"I will always be your wife... your only wife. I have willed it.".....Have you ever tried to recall to memory something forgotten, being upon the very verge of remembrance and yet, in the end, being unable to remember?.. No. No, if I fear, it's... it's for my mind that I fear. What, after all, is madness, but belief in... in what does not exist? I believed in Ligeia, in her will and I believed too well. Consider the skill and the instruments required to cut the date of her death from that stone, and consider my skill with such instruments. And consider my hand guilty with marble. I cut the date from that stone.

- And you didn't know?

- No, not until now. So, you see, if I fear, it's...it's for my mind.

- What? Why now?
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"In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember."
--POE

 

[Lieutenant Dann]

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Above the Law 2017*

[NEWS] "We remind you this information Frank Valken, a prominent figure of organized crime who escaped from prison a few weeks ago would be one of those responsible for the terrible shooting which took place last night..."
- What is this madness ?
- Fuck, but it's not us!
- What do you want to do ? A press conference ?
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"Is it normal for the chief of police to take care of a simple suicide? No judge to investigate. No informant to denounce.** Admittedly, someone is doing great things to jam the tracks, right?"

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Original title·····Tueurs
Language········French

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Inspired by the unsolved crimes of the ‘Brabant Killers’

 

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Shepherd 2021

"Something's haunting you, Mr Black. I can see it. Hope you get the chance to confront it."
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- You're a bad omen, Mr Black. A curse on the very ground you walk on.
- Who are you?
- A servant to the hand of fate, Mr Black.
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"The sea had taken her body. All I buried was... memories."

 

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