Dennis Hopper drifts into a seaside dream where the fog never lifts and love smells like salt and doom. Curtis Harrington’s Night Tide is a lullaby for the damned—wet noir, carnival dread, and myth dripping with loneliness. She says she’s a mermaid. She says she kills the ones she loves. And he dives in anyway. Fragile, haunted, and hypnotic like a sailor's last sleep.