Netflix’s 2018 series The Haunting of Hill House was a gorgeous ghostly journey that arrived at a too-tidy destination. Based loosely on the Shirley Jackson novel, it chronicled the way violence leaves a hole in the world, and how trauma lingers, shaping memories and sundering families. It uh … it was a lot more fun than that sounds, though. Filled with strong performances and unsettling images both overt (every episode came factory-installed with a jump scare) and subtle (showrunner Mike Flanagan packed the shadows in many shots with barely perceptible ghost- faces — so if you were a chicken (hi!) who sensed a big scare coming and executed your go-to move of averting your eyes to stare into the bottom-left corner of the screen, you’d find a pale eyeless face staring back at you, which: No fair). The story of a family haunted by a terrible loss, and each member dealing (or pointedly not dealing) with it in different ways, Hill House rode its gothic-horror genre elements (dark mansion