“I forgot my key.” “Jenny, I’m sorry.” “Don’t. Love … means never having to say you’re sorry.” And there you have it. “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” The catchphrase that defined a generation. Or captured the spirit of a generation. Well, it wasn’t a generation I was a member of. I was … More You’re Sorry? Bullshit! Love Story (1970)
1989 I’m nine years old. Each Sunday morning, with religious precision, I videotape the music videos on Rage. In this pre-YouTube era, it’s how you get your daily fix of the promotional clips for Ian Moss, Madonna, Martika, Billy Joel, Jive Bunny. The one video I never record for Stevie Nicks’ Rooms on Fire. Stevie’s … More What you had and what you lost: Rooms on Fire (1989)
A few years ago, I was planning a book on British horror cinema. I wanted to look (in part) at how certain British horror films juxtaposed shots of twee English domesticity with scenes of cruelty and kink. All set against a backdrop of the perpetually overcast British countryside. The book was going to be called … More Tea and Sadism: Curse of the Crimson Altar (1968)
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