A weird little chiller called Cat People... is calculated to frighten you out of your wits and make you think twice before trusting anyone who arouses a feline's instinctive dislike.

Simone makes her way through his combination of phantasy and reality, and comes off creditably in a part that calls for emotional repression.

Photography and settings are effective, and the naturalness of the dialog issuing from such a murk of the fantastic is very impressive.

Even with challenges from (among others) Psycho and The Wolf Man, it’s likely that 1942’s Cat People is my all-time favorite horror film. It's a masterpiece of the genre.