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The Night of the Hunter is a beautiful piece of classic cinema. Yes, even black and white movies can be beautiful. With its use of luminescent images and dark silhouettes. The Night of the Hunter is another movie my mother told my brother and I to watch. This whole review was actually her idea. I originally planned to just review movies of my generation, but I knew I couldn’t pass up a chance to review something older. There’s a good chance you’re unfamiliar with the story. The Night of the Hunter is about a man named Harry Powell who claims to be a preacher, but he’s actually a misogynistic serial killer. His most defining feature are the words tattooed on his fingers. On his right hand, the word love and on his left, the word hate. His evil plan is attempting to inherit a large sum of money, but the only ones who can stop him are a boy named John and his younger sister Pearl. Let’s just say Pearl is not the brightest bulb in the hardware store. The Night of the Hunter has the most unlikely heroes seen this decade. A young boy and an old lady with a shotgun that the kids run into. All of it has a tense atmosphere that makes you feel as though you’re right there with the kids. Something about Robert Mitchum really disturbs people. Which is why The Night of the Hunter is an underrated masterpiece.

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Rachel (foreground) lies in wait of Reverend Harry Powell (background)

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