BLACK SUNDAY (1960) A witch pulled out of her grave, eyes burning through time, hungry for blood and payback. Barbara Steele feels like a curse given a face. Beautiful, hollow, and cruel, staring straight past the characters and into you. Crumbling castles, rain on stone, masks of pain nailed to living flesh. It plays like a bad dream you half-remember from childhood and can’t quite shake. What lingers for you: the moment she first rises, or the slow spread of her curse afterward? #BlackSunday #BarbaraSteele #ItalianHorror #GothicHorror #60sHorror #ForTheDeadTravelFast