33. Trilogy of Terror (Dan Curtis, 1975) I was surprised upon rewatching this that I didn't enjoy it quite as much as I remembered. It's still very good, but my memory was of it being pretty fantastic, and the reality is that its made-for-television origins are pretty obvious throughout. The first story is very good, but drags on maybe a few minutes too long. The second story, likewise good, but the twist is so obvious from the start that I wasn't sure while watching it this time if it was actually supposed to be a twist, or if the audience was expected to know what was going on the whole time? The final story is, of course, the highlight, and the little fetish doll chasing her around her apartment is pretty wild. All this is not to say in any way that I didn't enjoy the film. It's great. I just think that my expectations were a little too high based on my own rose-tinted memories of it. 34. Trilogy of Terror II (Dan Curtis, 1996) Interestingly, this was the opposite scenario. My expectations for this were pretty low. Having never seen this before, and after reading some fairly unflattering reviews of it, I thought I was in for a pretty mediocre follow-up, so I was pleasantly surprised when I found myself enjoying each of the stories in this belated sequel. Lysette Anthony is no Karen Black, but she still manages to carry the film. It's always nice to see Geoffrey Lewis, who (much like in The Lawnmower Man) inexplicably has an Irish accent here. I really enjoyed the direction that The Graveyard Rats segment went in, and the He Who Kills Zuni fetish doll sequel really lived up to the original. The Bobby segment was probably the weakest link, although if it had been 5-10 minutes shorter it probably would have packed more of a punch. After watching these two back-to-back, I still certainly prefer the first one, but I was surprised that they were closer together in quality than I expected. Two really good movies.