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How I learned to start screaming and love the horror movie

This Halloween, scare yourself witless with the BFI's feast of Gothic cinema

2 November 2013

9:00 AM

2 November 2013

9:00 AM

Buddy, you can keep your Christmases and your Easters, your Hanukkahs and your Eids. For someone like me, the annual celebration that really matters is the one that falls on 31 October — Halloween. This isn’t because I’m an inveterate trick-or-treater, out for candy and larks. It isn’t because I own shares in a pumpkin patch.

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