In the department of Things That Messed With Me Today, literary edition: The Monk, Matthew Lewis's 1796 gothicky-gothic novel, is coming to a theater near you:
This one has it all: hubris, elopements, lust, intrigue, murder, starvation, virtuous women defiled, gruesome punishments, demonic pacts, hauntings, the Wandering Jew -- if it's sordid, then by gum, it's in The Monk.
On watching this trailer, my first thought was: Oh my stars and garters, someone actually made Satan's Alley.
FROM THE ILLUSTRATED EDITION.
13 hours ago
2 comments:
I've been a bad bad boy, Father O'Malley.
Satan's Alley made me laugh, but apparently The Monk will "haunt" me! Yikes!
I always loved Lewis's novel for its sheer cock a doodle doo over the top looniness. However, this trailer looks like celluloid hysteria.
I give it two Beijing Crying Monkey Awards down.
Burgo, I knew someone would know what I was talking about.
"Two Crying Monkey Awards down" -- we had a good laugh at that.
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