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Post by helrunar on Feb 2, 2017 22:55:09 GMT
More excellent photos! I'm sure you were grateful for Eugene Bone's robe in that ritual sequence even though the newspaper puff piece you cleverly captured has Bone telling the reporter that his rites are celebrated skyclad.
The Eugene Bone character sounds like an amalgam of Gerald Gardner and Stewart Farrar. Very amusing!
cheers, H.
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Post by dem on Feb 4, 2017 11:43:08 GMT
More excellent photos! I'm sure you were grateful for Eugene Bone's robe in that ritual sequence even though the newspaper puff piece you cleverly captured has Bone telling the reporter that his rites are celebrated skyclad. The Eugene Bone character sounds like an amalgam of Gerald Gardner and Stewart Farrar. Very amusing! cheers, H. To be fair, one of the gals gets naked, but we're fobbed off with a brief glimpse of her back (which is very nice). For those of us who live life on the edge there's more witchy goings on/ bookstacy and a very red face for the eponymous heroine in Hettie Wainthropp Investigates, Series 1 episode 4, Widdershins (1996). A football - Black Magic crossover .... of sorts. The septuagenarian amateur detective and all round nosey parker accompanies husband Robert to a family funeral in the small Lancashire village of Readsby. What drove Robert's estranged Uncle Albert, a former first division footballer, to take his own life? Mrs Wainthropp's subsequent investigation seemingly implicates the entire community in dark witchcraft activity. Can she thwart their plans for a virgin sacrifice? Of course, there's never the slightest possibility that Hettie is barking up the wrong tree! Uncle Albert redefines the meaning of goal-hanger. A video nasty, as openly displayed in the village grocers. On sale to impressionable kids! Robert - "Every one a classic! Ah, those were the great days. Ginger Richardson, My Story. Twelve goals in five minutes, November 1931. It's a first edition!"Robert - " Eddie Hapgood, Football Ambassador. Stanley Matthews, The Authorized Biography, Tom Finney. That's funny ...."Hettie - "Tom Finney? Never made me laugh.""This has naught to do with football."Revenge of the Pendle Witches. |
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gloomy sundae
Crab On The Rampage
dem in disguise; looking for something to suck
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Post by gloomy sundae on Feb 11, 2017 7:32:25 GMT
Lulu and Lucia, which has fast become our #1 masterpiece of erotic literature, receives yet another plug in camp classic The Lair Of The Libertines. Father Brown finds a copy on the hotel bookshelf among several similar titles - The Unholy Virgin, Vixens on Horseback, and Hellcats of the Night. An entirely avoidable dispute with a surly taxi driver sees Father Brown, Lady Felicia and Mrs McCarthy stranded at a hotel reserved exclusively for the guests of fun loving 'Madame Chania' (Ronni Ancona), a hostess of sex parties for the jaded rich. After some initial triple x-rated goings on, the role playing takes a turn for the macabre. It soon transpires that a self-styled "existential hedonist" is taking advantage of the situation to indulge his or her ultimate pleasure; a live action re-enactment of The Most Dangerous Game. Clue. "Madame Chania said she wasn't attracted to women, yet most of her novels appear to be lesbian erotica." Bless my soul but that opium-laced fruit cake looks blooming tasty.  A chandelier-shaking moment in the lair of the libertines!- dem.
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Post by The Lurker In The Shadows on Feb 11, 2017 17:23:26 GMT
Another horror connection in the latest series of 'Father Brown' is that the boxing commentator in 'The Chedworth Cyclone' is played by none other than horror film expert and author of the fantastic horror film histories 'English Gothic', 'American Gothic' and 'Euro Gothic', Jonathan Rigby.
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Post by andydecker on Feb 11, 2017 21:21:23 GMT
This new series of Father Brown seems to become a must see for me  A lot more pulpier then the earlier ones. |
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Post by franklinmarsh on Feb 13, 2017 12:46:48 GMT
Woo-hoo! Caught the Amenhotep episode over the weekend. Tremendous stuff. Apart from the wandering red-eyed mummy, there's even a hint of the salacious via the Egyptologist's ridiculously young 2nd wife - plus Father B ending up in the sarcophagus. Great!
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Post by Swampirella on Feb 19, 2017 18:15:46 GMT
Hang on a mo; that 'Monsters From Mars' is a Frank Kelly Freas. Hasn't this poor painting already suffered enough. Bad enough that it got repainted by John Romita for its original use on Marvel's Unknown Worlds of Science Fiction # 1, but now its been altered again and transposed into the bargain. Shouldn't there be a society somewhere campaigning to prevent such wanton cruelty to great paintings. As mentioned, Cardinal Films' The Virgin Vampire publicity poster in series 4's The Mark Of A Demon is a composite of The Brides Of Dracula and The Vampire Lovers artwork. Yet more groovy illustrative material from Father Brown. Eugene Bone, rabid publicity-seeker and self-appointed master of hocus pocus, arrives in Kembleford to celebrate The Eve Of St. John. Man, do I feel blessed never to have met anyone like that! Live action mumbo jumbo from the same episode. Thanks to these comments and photos, I've decided to start watching Father Brown. BBC Canada is showing them all day; I just enjoyed "The Eve of St. John" and am now watching "Ghost in the Machine". 6 more to go after this one, sadly no "Curse of Amenhotep". Next Saturday I can look forward to "The Lair of the Libertines"... |
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Post by Swampirella on Feb 25, 2017 23:53:33 GMT
Lulu and Lucia, which has fast become our #1 masterpiece of erotic literature, receives yet another plug in camp classic The Lair Of The Libertines. Father Brown finds a copy on the hotel bookshelf among several similar titles - The Unholy Virgin, Vixens on Horseback, and Hellcats of the Night. An entirely avoidable dispute with a surly taxi driver sees Father Brown, Lady Felicia and Mrs McCarthy stranded at a hotel reserved exclusively for the guests of fun loving 'Madame Chania' (Ronni Ancona), a hostess of sex parties for the jaded rich. After some initial triple x-rated goings on, the role playing takes a turn for the macabre. It soon transpires that a self-styled "existential hedonist" is taking advantage of the situation to indulge his or her ultimate pleasure; a live action re-enactment of The Most Dangerous Game. Clue. "Madame Chania said she wasn't attracted to women, yet most of her novels appear to be lesbian erotica." Bless my soul but that opium-laced fruit cake looks blooming tasty. - dem. Having just watched the program, I now have a stronger than usual craving for cake  I know I'd have eaten as much or more than Father Brown, with similar results.... |
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Post by dem on Feb 26, 2017 22:13:50 GMT
Having just watched the program, I now have a stronger than usual craving for cake I know I'd have eaten as much or more than Father Brown, with similar results.... Am hoping the BBC see fit to rerun series' 1 & 2 which would seem to contain a few - presumably loose - adaptations of Chesterton's stories. A little surprised the scriptwriters have yet to apply the treatment to The Vampire Of The Village (unless they already have and I missed it?). Did GKC write any ghost stories? |
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Post by Swampirella on Feb 26, 2017 22:47:45 GMT
I've never read anything by Chesterton, but he probably could write a fine ghost story. Since you asked about cake  I bought a small carrot cake this morning as a poor substitute for the Libertine's cake, only to find it already 3/4 eaten by others!  I've hidden the last quarter for myself this evening, maybe when I watch "The Hand of Lucia"  |
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Post by franklinmarsh on Mar 3, 2017 12:07:53 GMT
With Richard Staines unleashing the nauseoustalgia genes and no mistake, caught up with Father Brown in The Lair Of The Libertines last night. I say! How can people complain about paying for a licence fee when the Beeb can churn out weekday afternoon entertainment like this. I'm sure Miss Scarlett and Helrunhar would applaud the nude man (I say nude, he was sporting a fez and sunglasses), but , as pointed out above, there's lesbian erotica, multi-partner sexual opportunites and whiskey and opium laced fruit cake, which I'm sure Father Brown wouldn't hesitate to recommend, all wrapped up with the salutary lesson that even if you're a zillionaire playboy, life ain't all that...
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Post by dem on Mar 3, 2017 19:10:14 GMT
With Richard Staines unleashing the nauseoustalgia genes and no mistake, caught up with Father Brown in The Lair Of The Libertines last night. I say! How can people complain about paying for a licence fee when the Beeb can churn out weekday afternoon entertainment like this. Too True. If only G.K. Chesterton had composed material of this high quality maybe normal people would have heard of him. More must-see TV. Tonight (Friday) at 8.pm (i.e., less than an hour's time!) on BBC4. Leonard Sach introduces "much-loved funnyman" Arthur Askey and Moira Anderson in fusty Victorian-Edwardian variety show revival The Good Old Days. |
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Post by Swampirella on Mar 3, 2017 19:30:44 GMT
With Richard Staines unleashing the nauseoustalgia genes and no mistake, caught up with Father Brown in The Lair Of The Libertines last night. I say! How can people complain about paying for a licence fee when the Beeb can churn out weekday afternoon entertainment like this. I'm sure Miss Scarlett and Helrunhar would applaud the nude man (I say nude, he was sporting a fez and sunglasses), but , as pointed out above, there's lesbian erotica, multi-partner sexual opportunites and whiskey and opium laced fruit cake, which I'm sure Father Brown wouldn't hesitate to recommend, all wrapped up with the salutary lesson that even if you're a zillionaire playboy, life ain't all that... The nude man was quite attractive; too bad he came to such an unhappy end.... |
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Post by helrunar on Mar 4, 2017 1:31:12 GMT
Full frontal male nudity of a choice specimen does make this viewer prick up his ears. Purely for aesthetic reasons, of course. Aesthetics. Yeah. THAT's the ticket.
I am quite intrigued by Father Brown--I will have to see if I can talk the library into purchasing the DVDs, if any have been issued over here.
It's not literature so is I think off topic, but today my DVD of the classic Doctor Who yarn "The Brain of Morbius" came in. It's something of a salute to both the Universal and Hammer studios Frankenstein films.
Also, just for kicks I ordered something called Star Maidens, a UK/German co-production from 1975, co-starring Gareth Thomas, Pierre Brice, and a heavily slumming Judy Geeson. I watched the pilot episode on Youtube and laughed so much I figured i was worth the five bucks to take a look at some more.
cheers, H.
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Post by dem on Mar 4, 2017 7:08:11 GMT
Full frontal male nudity of a choice specimen does make this viewer prick up his ears. Purely for aesthetic reasons, of course. Aesthetics. Yeah. THAT's the ticket. cheers, H. Alas, on this occasion I'm afraid you'll just have to settle for a rear view of Ace Bhatti (or his stunt double). The hot bed of vice that was 'fifties Kembleford ushered in the permissive society a decade before it was "with it," but even Father Brown and entourage weren't quite ready to "let it all hang out." |
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A lot more pulpier then the earlier ones.
I know I'd have eaten as much or more than Father Brown, with similar results....
I bought a small carrot cake this morning as a poor substitute for the Libertine's cake, only to find it already 3/4 eaten by others! 
I've hidden the last quarter for myself this evening, maybe when I watch "The Hand of Lucia" 