The Werewolf Of Paris By Guy Endore.

The Werewolf of Paris by Guy Endore.

A vicious and abnormal horror novel.

Adapted very loosely into Hammer Horror Productions' The Curse of the Werewolf by Terence Fisher.

Gotta say, I think this is a great movie. But I wouldn't say it's the best adaptation. As great of a film as it is, it is emotionally draining and it's not something that I would consider watching repeatedly. I just can't get my head around Watchmen being two or three hours long. I always felt like the series depends on an almost-miniseries build-up.

No, it doesn't bother me at all that the Extra-Dimensional Biological Entity is not in it (however, if that bothers you, I understand, and you have my sympathies). The one change that bothered me was how they changed Rorschach's origin scene, because the filmmakers felt that it was way too similar to the climax of the first Saw movie, and my feeling on that is that Rorschach's origin was already a rip-off of Mad Max's origin. So why is this an issue now? Other than that, I really enjoyed this film.

As much as I don't like Zack Snyder, I can't deny that he is a brilliant visual creator and everything in the trailer seemed right, if not completely spot-on. To be totally honest, I even geeked out a little when I first saw it.

Connection/Fate

The Man Who Laughs (1928) by Paul Leni.

One of the most iconic and influential silent films of all time (along with Metropolis, Nosferatu, and The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari).

A magnificent film and one of my favorites.

Highly recommend checking it out.

And, yes, Conrad Veidt's interpretation (and Jack Pierce's make-up) inspired The Joker.

V for Vendetta by Alan Moore.

A story originally created to serve as a warning of what could possibly arise from the Thatcherite government of the 1980s, V for Vendetta has stood the test of time as one of the premier works of the comic book medium. A story that tells a tale of tyranny and the valiant effort made to thwart it that's as timeless as it is harrowing.

Would you take a job as a professional hermit (also known as a garden hermit or ornamental hermit)? Yes, believe it or not, this was a real job in the Victorian era. In 18th and 19th century England, Scotland and Ireland, aristocrats placed ads like this in papers: "Wanted - Ornamental Garden Hermit". The profession required you to become a human ornamental folly on the grounds of a wealthy family estate whilst living in a cave or cottage, turret or hole, contemplating the human condition and enchanting the occasional passerby with your presence at the behest of the landowner. The less like a young English aristocrat you looked, the better. So they were often elderly men with long beards and loose clothes, resembling garden gnomes. Talk about a dream job! Who WOULDN'T want a gig like this? It's the Victorian equivalent of a Walmart greeter.