In Charles Laughton’s Southern Gothic masterpiece, Reverend Harry Powell (Robert Mitchum) marries a gullible widow (Shelley Winters), whose young children are reluctant to tell him where their late father hid the $10,000 he’d stolen in a robbery. To Reverend Powell, a tall, handsome preacher with ‘”love” and “hate” eerily tattooed on his knuckles, the Lord’s work has more to do with condemning souls than saving them—especially when his own interests are involved.