During the seance that begins writer-director Lucio Fulci’s 1980 film The Gates of Hell, one of the participants cries out “City of the Dead!” and promptly dies. Another warns the investigating police: “At this very precise moment, in some other distant town, horrendously awful things are happening…things that would shatter your imagination.” The town is Dunwich (natch), and some awful things—for starters, a priest’s unexplained suicide—are definitely happening. This is a Fulci film, however, so they’re not that imagination-shattering: a premature burial, a rain of maggots, some regurgitated sheep entrails, and molti, molti zombies. Fulci’s dialogue and story—something about “the end of humanity”—are appalling, but his use of gore is fearless, and the film genuinely disturbs in a way that, oh, The Ninth Gate doesn’t. As one of the Dunwich locals says, “It’s kinda scary.” The Gates of Hell screens at 8 p.m. at the Lucky Bar, 1221 Connecticut Ave. NW. $2 (suggested donation). (202) 331-3733. (Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa)