BARBARA STEELE

Certainly, in Italy, nobody takes light for granted.

It is interesting to note that the best periods of Italian Horror films came out of the Sixties, when Italy was enjoying a carnival period of phenomenal optimism, and the shadowy side surfaced with all of its attendant dark, beautiful, baroque, catholic symbolism.

Italian cameramen grow up immersed in an awareness of light. It is part of their mythology.

I don't have an objective overview of Black Sunday.

In the sequence where I am burned at the stake, everything was so casual and hazardous that the bottom of my dress caught fire, and the grips became hysterical as they tried to pull me off the stake.

If you were out of a job and your kid needed diapers and your husband just left you, you would be so confused.

After all, film is so porous, and to my mind, so oddly occult, that I think that film itself absorbs odd energies like a living skin.

I didn't have any agent; I've never had an agent.

I was obliged to stand there, holding the leash of this creature for their welcoming publicity shots, implying that this was some kind of image the decided to have of me.

The crew, like all Italian crews, was generous, warm, and enthusiastic.

Certainly, in Italy, nobody takes light for granted.

I was obliged to stand there, holding the leash of this creature for their welcoming publicity shots, implying that this was some kind of image the decided to have of me.

Italian cameramen grow up immersed in an awareness of light. It is part of their mythology.

After all, film is so porous, and to my mind, so oddly occult, that I think that film itself absorbs odd energies like a living skin.

If you were out of a job and your kid needed diapers and your husband just left you, you would be so confused.

I didn't have any agent; I've never had an agent.

The crew, like all Italian crews, was generous, warm, and enthusiastic.

In the sequence where I am burned at the stake, everything was so casual and hazardous that the bottom of my dress caught fire, and the grips became hysterical as they tried to pull me off the stake.

I don't have an objective overview of Black Sunday.

It is interesting to note that the best periods of Italian Horror films came out of the Sixties, when Italy was enjoying a carnival period of phenomenal optimism, and the shadowy side surfaced with all of its attendant dark, beautiful, baroque, catholic symbolism.