The experience feels a lot like flipping through late-night TV at a time when loud guys in cowboy hats and blinking 1-800 numbers dominated ad breaks.

If you want to see impossible amounts of blood explode crimson colors like the world’s worst version of a gender reveal, well, “Abigail” at least has that.

“The Autopsy of Jane Doe” earns entry onto any list of deeply intriguing thrillers with satisfying supernatural suspense to match its maddening mystery.

Any time the opening notes of “Goodbye Horses” start playing, you just know there is about to be inescapable terror.