Where the city starts and the suburbs end

The recipe for good horror is a brooding atmosphere - as if something remarkably sinister is about to happen at the next second - and this is full of that shit. It Follows is perfectly old school with the ominous music (as a tribute to John Carpenter, I'm sure) and an eerie visual approach. The story is as wacko and corny it can be, passing a curse (someone is following you all the time) by fucking a stranger, but just proves that done exactly right, you don't need a proper storyline to create chills.