Picking up shortly after the end of Soulless, the second book finds capable heroine Alexia Tarabotti now Lady Alexia Maccon, newly wed to Lord Connal Maccon, who just happens to also be a werewolf and the chief investigator of supernatural crimes and mysteries in a Victorian England where “the supernatural set” has been integrated into regular society.
Which is when we learn that Alexia is not just a plucky spinster with an interest in the supernatural. She is, herself, supernatural, or rather preternatural — soulless, a rare type of person whose “power” is to render all supernatural beings perfectly normal for as long as she maintains physical contact with them. This is, we quickly learn, a Victorian London slightly different from the one we may remember from history.
The special thing about Turkish pulp films is how, even at their most plagiarized, they can serve as an example of just how unique a complete rip-off can be
I think that most people would think that a movie with so much overtly religious content would be evangelical in nature, yet The Killing of Satan simply uses that content as something upon which to hang an impressive array of unapologetically sleazy exploitation elements.
Khopdi is like a ratty old blanket that smells of mildew but is never the less still festering in the attic when it should have been thrown out years ago. But you just can’t do it, can you?
This is a film for people already initiated into the ways of Harinam Singh, rather than a film that is going to convince you to donate your worldly possessions to the man and join his cult (in the cult’s defense, he will use your worldly possessions to finance another rubber mask monster movie).
Languishing in relative obscurity for years, this modest horror film from one of the cheapest of all production houses, PRC, was championed in the 60s and 70s by the Cahiers […]
I had pretty high expectations going into this film — not that it would be good, but that it would hilariously, confoundingly weird. And I was not disappointed. But I discovered that it was also actually pretty good.
There’s almost a competent movie contained within the running time of Bhoot ke Pechhe Bhoot, though Kishan Shah never gets around to actually making it.
My odyssey through the strange world of Russian fantasy films began in earnest many years ago, when I moved to a prominently Russian and Ukrainian neighborhood and started prowling around […]