From cults to cosmic gods, four films at the 2025 Brooklyn Horror Film Fest remind us that the scariest thing we can face is ourselves.
The Brooklyn Horror Film Festival remains one of genre cinema’s most vital showcases. It’s a curated collision of heartbreak, obsession, and the uncanny. Each year, it reminds us that horror is less about monsters and more about what haunts us when the credits roll.
This year’s lineup captured that duality with startling precision: grief becomes a ghost in Tinsman Road, trauma curdles into devotion in Abigail Before Beatrice, identity fractures under confinement in Affection, and divine obsession turns tactile in Touch Me.
Together, these films form a mosaic of modern horror’s emotional frontier.














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