Monday, 17 December 2012

Round III

As temperatures fall toward freezing in the British Isles, as rain hammers our casement windows and bare tree branches groan and shake in the wind, and as the Winter Solstice approaches with its seventeen-ish hours of blackened night per day (not to mention its accompanying warnings of dire apocalypse), what better opportunity to stick two fingers up to the notion of xmas cheer and retreat into the catacombs of gothic horror?

Reviews commencing imminently and continuing, well… beyond the end of the world, at the very least.


teddy crescendo said...

When Barbara Steele was 22 she was one of the most gorgeous birds who ever lived.

Ben said...

Well my preferred terminology might differ, but I can't fault your argument.