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Coming Soon: Stolen Face

The next release in Hammer’s Limited Collector’s Edition range is Stolen Face (1952), a noirish thriller that director Terence Fisher packs with atmosphere and unforgettable scenes. The film has been newly restored in 4K and comes with a rich array of supporting material including gems from the archives and a raft of bespoke, specially created content. 

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The Count’s Last Bow, and the Beauty of Dracula’s Final Scene: Part Two

In Part One we celebrated Dracula’s return to terrifying form in the movie that proved to be Christopher Lee’s last appearance as the Count in a Hammer production. We covered the star’s very public criticism of the films, how recent commentators have warmed to The Satanic Rites of Dracula, and the elements which make it such an engrossing watch. Now we delve into its release and how filming those final glorious moments proved to be an ordeal that was bloodier than anyone had counted on…

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The Most Important Thing about Birthdays…

Birthdays are always tricky, aren’t they? A cause for celebration and consternation. A time to party, and privately ponder. Emily Dickinson wrote, ‘We turn not older with years but newer every day,’ which sounds great until you stop to analyse it and realise she was probably just trying to console someone hitting a milestone birthday. Bob Hope, on the other hand, said, ‘You know you’re getting old when the candles cost more than the cake,’ which lacks the solemnity of Dickinson’s comment, but feels more authentic.

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Coming Soon from Hammer Films: Whispering Smith Hits London

If you like wisecracking, hard-hitting heroes, mysterious femme fatales and bad guys who’ve got old-school, velvet villainy down to a tee, you’re in luck. Or if you’re a fan of stories that serve up murder, mystery and romance with a dash of humour and a soupçon of noir, this one’s for you. Because the next title to be released by Hammer Films will be the glorious Whispering Smith Hits London (1952).

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