Burn, Witch, Burn (1962)

In the fantastically titled British horror flick Burn, Witch, Burn! (1962), which originally went by the less exciting title Night of the Eagle, rational college professor Norman Taylor (Peter Wyngarde) becomes upset that his wife Tansy (Janet Blair) not only starts doing witchcraft but thinks it's the reason why he's moving up in the academic world. Doesn't she know that nonsense is all hocus pocus? He decides to force her to stop by destroying the emblems of witchcraft, and black magic amulets she has scattered around their house. Upon discovering this, Tansy becomes terrified, insisting he eliminated all the protection their home had against evil envious people, some of whom are Norman's own colleagues! Though he rejects her ideas at first, a series of increasingly disturbing occurrences make him question his own beliefs. Ultimately concluding there's another woman using witchcraft against him, Norman sets out on a witch hunt and eventually figures out that his rival professor Lindsay's (Colin Gordon) wife Flora (Margaret Johnson) has been using her own magic spells against him. Now, it's witch vs witch in a magical battle to save Norman's life! What really scorches the screen in this black and white spookfest is the hotness of hairy Wyngarde's tremendously fit physique, which he showcases in three fantastic scenes. There is something about the shadows and contours of the stunningly crisp black and white photography that only enriches a sexy early screen icon like Peter as he lies in bed shirtless or walks around in an open robe. Forget the voodoo, we just want to do him! If only he'd shown us that magic wand we so badly wanted to see! That dude was burning hot in Burn, Witch, Burn!