November 10th, 2019


Me trying to have some semblance of archival content:

Two nights ago we watched The Secret of Crickley Hall, which was just brilliant, exactly what I have been dreaming of while I scrape the library catalog in desperation, seeking haunted house movies. I had never heard of it and didn't realize it was a miniseries until I had it in hand (3 episodes/3 hours total), but it's a BBC production and the setting shines.

It's just spooky enough to make your spine tingle, but I think it would appeal to people who don't normally like scary movies because most of the ghosts are just echoes of happy children, and the other one appears as corporeal as he did in life. Much like why I enjoyed El Orfanato, its predominant element is EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS as scenes trade back and forth between flashbacks to the story in the 1940s, when it was an orphanage, and the present day storyline.

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BTW, I love my current state of soaking my brain in British television offerings. I don't think I've been back on this side of the pond since the summer of 2012, when I finished Lis Sladen's autobiography and wrapped up Law & Order: UK -- see there, I only just this second learned they actually did make 2 more seasons after that (14 eps total) before closing up shop.

After that, my shiny new relationship started to cut into my TV time, so between that and Glee being in superfandom state, wrangling American TV was all I could manage. But now I am BACK, and absolutely luxuriating in the riches that have collected in my absence.