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Post by The Lurker In The Shadows on Jul 5, 2022 17:54:41 GMT
Thanks for that. Much better. |
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Post by andydecker on Jul 5, 2022 21:13:14 GMT
I saw that earlier today and assumed it was fake news. It is a fake poster  |
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Post by andydecker on Jul 5, 2022 21:25:48 GMT
That Smith died from Covid related complications is news to me, I think. Terrible.
The Doctor against the Crabs sounds like fan fiction. Something like Aliens vs Predators vs the Daleks.
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Post by Michael Connolly on Jul 5, 2022 21:35:18 GMT
I saw that earlier today and assumed it was fake news. It is a fake poster Really? You astound me. |
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Post by helrunar on Jul 6, 2022 3:40:05 GMT
The poster looks very fake. Because I'm sick and twisted, I love the line about the quivering rod of solid male flesh taking her breath away--I may have to re-use that one somewhere or other.
Very sad about Guy N. Smith's death. He is the patron icon of Vault.
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Post by bluetomb on Jul 8, 2022 20:26:36 GMT
As a bit of a Whovian (in some ways Doctor Who may have been one of my gateways to folk like GNS), wonderful reading. Technically Doctor Who against giant crabs could have fitted in series canon, as there is a lost (but now animated) 2nd Doctor story involving poison gas breathing giant crabs underneath a holiday camp. I think this would have just broken everyone's brains had it come to pass though. Not that that would have been altogether a bad thing.
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Crab On The Rampage
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Post by Alf on Jul 20, 2022 7:08:14 GMT
Sad news about Guy Smith...
I always thought there was a lot of crossover between the end of the Pertwee / start of Baker era Dr Who and the pulp world.
While the action was confined to Earth it was my favourite DW period. Many of the plots were Quatermass influenced, and there were plenty of stories that could have become plot outlines for pulp novels.
"Calling in the British army" is a regular plot device of pulp horror, normally when the action pans out beyond the first few grisly murders. The stock Dr Who characters - the rogue scientist (Dr W), a reporter and two types of soldiers (huffing brigadier and down to earth Sgt) all appear in 70s horror pulp....
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Post by bluetomb on Jul 21, 2022 12:58:12 GMT
Sad news about Guy Smith... I always thought there was a lot of crossover between the end of the Pertwee / start of Baker era Dr Who and the pulp world. While the action was confined to Earth it was my favourite DW period. Many of the plots were Quatermass influenced, and there were plenty of stories that could have become plot outlines for pulp novels. "Calling in the British army" is a regular plot device of pulp horror, normally when the action pans out beyond the first few grisly murders. The stock Dr Who characters - the rogue scientist (Dr W), a reporter and two types of soldiers (huffing brigadier and down to earth Sgt) all appear in 70s horror pulp.... There's a sneaky reference to The Green Death in Ramsey Campbell's The Doll Who Ate his Mother, unless there was another TV show at the time with green maggots that children might have been watching. Possibly the first Doctor Who story I ever saw and still a favourite even if I'm not sure it entirely makes sense. |
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Post by andydecker on Apr 16, 2024 8:11:07 GMT
Guy N. Smith - Night Of The Crabs (Nel, July 1976) The Welsh coast basks in summer tranquillity. Then the 'drownings' begin.
But not until the monstrous crustaceans crawl ashore, their pincers poised for destruction, does the world understand the threat it faces.
A seafood cocktail for the strongest stomachs"What a beautiful night", Pat remarked ..... "If only we didn't have to worry about giant crabs!" Holidaymaker Pat Benson, recently dumped and divorced, has only just met ace Marine Biologist Cliff Davenport when both their worlds are thrown into turmoil by the cow-sized crustaceans. Prof. Davenport has come to Shell Island off the Welsh Coast to investigate the disappearance of his nephew Ian and his fiancée Julie who went for a swim in the sea and never returned! After examining a trail of giant crab tracks in the sand he's arrested by the military police who accuse him of spying on their new pilot-less aircraft. Fortunately, he knows Sir Ronald Bradley at Whitehall, so he's let off with a warning and even given back his binoculars. But why were the army chaps so aggressive to begin with? Could they know more about the recent "mysterious disappearances" than they're letting on? The answer is a resounding "No!" Even though the enormous King Crab and his - by comparison - half-pint cronies have selected Shell Island as their on-land home, nobody who has seen them has lived to tell the tale and the army's surveillance equipment is obviously far from state of the art. Davenport suspects the truth and, together with Pat, keeps moonlight vigil at the spot where he saw the out-sized claw-prints. Their persistence is rewarded when they have the pleasure of watching the crabs scuttle after Bartholemew the mute beachcomber and tear him limb from limb! Now that he's seen them in action, Davenport puts a call through to Grisedale at Whitehall and, explaining the urgency, beseeches him to send one of his top men. Grisedale goes him one better - he loans him drunken sot Colonel Goode whose brief involvement in the story at least ups the dialogue a notch. He is a super-arrogant, natural born sceptic who everybody hates on sight and the feeling is obviously mutual. Having decided "I could do with a drink. Whisky. I'm parched", he heads out for a night on the piss warning Davenport that he'll be driving back to London first thing in the morning. When more bathers go missing overnight, Goode, extra-grumpy now he's nursing a hangover, is less than sympathetic. "People want to learn to swim before they start buggering about in the water. Bring back Conscription, I say. Teach 'em all to swim!" Meanwhile, the ease with which they've picked off and dismembered their victims has made the crab army so cocky that now they're ready to declare war on mankind. In the case of the evil genius King Crab there even seems to be something personal about it. He leads his creatures out of the sea and into a bloody first raid on the base where he masterminds an easy victory, with the soldiers scattered and a tank junked! Won't Colonel Goode feel silly when he reads about that in the newspaper! It's great fun, of course. The pace picks up sharply once the crabs make themselves known, and the skirmishes with the army are glorious. Tense moments when Davenport puts on his frog-suit and locates the sleeping monsters to their cave, only to realise his escape is cut off by a sentry! Two big surprises: it's not especially violent and neither is there any gratuitous sex. There's a minor outbreak of premarital hot knee-trembler action on P. 49, but that's between the lead couple and after what they've been through who could begrudge Pat "feeling at his hardness through his trousers"? Thanks, Jerrylad! Because it should be mentioned once a year ... |
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Post by ripper on Apr 22, 2024 17:50:02 GMT
I re-read Night of the Crabs not so long ago and enjoyed it as much as the first time many decades ago. I agree that it lacks the gratuitous sex and violence that GNS became known for. Yes, it's violent, but not as descriptive as someone such as Shaun Hutson or early James Herbert would have written it. It's pleasantly short and doesn't outstay its welcome. I heard an interview with Hutson in which he said he had been inspired to write after reading one of these animals on the rampage novels, and I got the impression it was either a Herbert or GNS.
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Post by dem on Apr 23, 2024 18:09:49 GMT
I re-read Night of the Crabs not so long ago and enjoyed it as much as the first time many decades ago. I agree that it lacks the gratuitous sex and violence that GNS became known for. Yes, it's violent, but not as descriptive as someone such as Shaun Hutson or early James Herbert would have written it. It's pleasantly short and doesn't outstay its welcome. I heard an interview with Hutson in which he said he had been inspired to write after reading one of these animals on the rampage novels, and I got the impression it was either a Herbert or GNS. It was GNS, Rip. From a Q & A on ShaunHutson.com"I only wanted to be a writer after reading a book called 'Night of the Crabs' (not a medical book) and thought, if this guy is getting paid to write crap like this I'll have a go myself... I owe my life to crabs... (if you know what I mean!)" |
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Post by ripper on Apr 23, 2024 20:00:18 GMT
I re-read Night of the Crabs not so long ago and enjoyed it as much as the first time many decades ago. I agree that it lacks the gratuitous sex and violence that GNS became known for. Yes, it's violent, but not as descriptive as someone such as Shaun Hutson or early James Herbert would have written it. It's pleasantly short and doesn't outstay its welcome. I heard an interview with Hutson in which he said he had been inspired to write after reading one of these animals on the rampage novels, and I got the impression it was either a Herbert or GNS. It was GNS, Rip. From a Q & A on ShaunHutson.com"I only wanted to be a writer after reading a book called 'Night of the Crabs' (not a medical book) and thought, if this guy is getting paid to write crap like this I'll have a go myself... I owe my life to crabs... (if you know what I mean!)" Thanks, Dem, the audio cassette version of Heathen had a short interview with Hutson in which he said something similar without naming a particular book or author, though it was easy to guess it was GNS or Herbert he was talking about. |
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