Unlike many of the spookers that we talk about in this hallowed lecture hall, Les Yeux Sans Visage is not one that I discovered walking behind the rows at my local VHS rental shop when I was nine. Instead, I was shown this for the first time by one Micah Bucey, a former New York actor who is now the pastor of Judson Church in Washington Square, when I was somewhere in the post-Vassar but pre-Drama Desk years of my early adulthood. And like a clinical Cocteau film that is an indictment of the French bourgeois society, which can't confront the horror and trauma of its not too distant past and is loaded with callbacks to the Nazi occupation, the story of a month in the life of the Genessiers unfolds in almost exactly 90 visually poetic, dreamlike, melodramatic, gothic fairy tale minutes. It explores the psychology of darkness from a complex moral point of view.