I normally don't approve anonymous comments, except when they provide an opportunity to point out how laughably wrong somebody is over the internet. Kill Bill Volume 2 is all of Quentin Tarantino's worst excesses punctuated by a couple of pretty rad fight scenes. Only Tarantino (and his legion of internet apologists) would believe Bill's tedious monologue about Superman was in any way acceptable as the climax of a story that had scenes as brilliant as the Bride's whole trip to Tokyo.

But yes, Night of the Hunter is eighteen kinds of awesome, and watching it makes you amazed that something like it can even exist. I don't know if I'd call it "under-appreciated," since everyone who sees it thinks it's brilliant. Maybe "under-seen."