In the early 1950s, Muriel Spark revived Mary Shelley’s reputation.
Here are three pieces about horror in honor of 2012 being the centenary of Bram Stoker’s death, featuring takes on Arabic horror cinema, Rosemary’s Baby, and modern horror writing.
Cool Idea Alert: a mixtape to accompany Grace Krilanovich’s The Orange Eats Creeps.
“I don’t recall actually seeing Mary Poppins as a child, but I was aware of the film somehow because for a period of time (perhaps as short as a few concurrent nights, grown through the expansive memory of childhood into years) I suffered a recurring nightmare featuring that nanny extraordinaire. It always began as an ordinary dream, about baseball or swimming or driving the General Lee or whatever it was I dreamed of in those days. But at some point Mary Poppins would fly overhead on her umbrella, look toward the “camera” of the dream to deliver a cackle, then fly off, turning whatever pleasant fantasy I’d been having into terrifying chaos. Everything in the dreamworld became darker; trees died, I got lost and left behind in a grim landscape, and I fell victim to all sorts of other horrible things I’ve managed, thankfully, not to remember so clearly.”
— Steve Himmer on Monster Mashups: The Recurring Horror of Mary Poppins
