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If you like classic ghost stories (long on atmosphere, the tightening of the screw, that sort of thing) then try The Little Stranger. If you like Victorian mysteries with lots of twists (Collins's The Moonstone or Woman in White) and/or a look at the underworld and the crime gangs of the late 19th century, try Fingersm

This was the only FJ question I got all week without having to think about it. David Tomlinson was the giveaway.

Liked because the penny finally dropped regarding your posting name and avatar. Well done, sir, well done.

Agreed. I was looking forward to the comments on the Charles Dance newswire item when I got home yesterday, only to find that the first 100 or so out of 130 were about some asshattery that had gone on during the day and subsequently been flagged/deleted (so I couldn't even really figure out what had gone on except it

I don't care how they manage it - flashback, ghost, imaginary friend, painting staring disapprovingly from the wall - but bringing Charles Dance back into the show would be a wonderful thing.

Craig Parker (Glaber) would be a good addition, if they need someone else who can do icy villainy. He also looks pretty good shirtless.

I'm probably alone in thinking first of the 1972 TV movie Gargoyles when I think of Scott Glenn (he played the head of a group of bikers, who ends up fighting the gargoyles). I was 8 when it aired, and my parents (or more likely my Mom, who loved horror films) let me watch it. Scared the crap out of me, and I had

Almost certainly. Lizzie Caplan's breasts are undoubtedly lovely, but they do more for my husband than for me.

Ian Fleming was a very distinguished Watson in the Holmes films starring Arthur Wontner as the great detective, made in Britain in the 1930s (Wontner himself was an excellent Holmes). Fleming has a lovely unbilled wordless cameo in The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp, playing a secretary in the War Office. The scene

Saw Black Christmas for the first time last year (better late than never), and despite the fact that so much of it that must have been new and fresh at the time (like the whole 'call is coming from inside the house', as mentioned) is old hat now, damn, but it was effective. And it was great seeing Andrea Martin there.

I gave the episode a B+, my husband gave it a solid A.

Liked for the reference to Smile, which is one of the most biting, and hilarious, black comedies I've ever seen. I hardly ever run across anyone who's seen it, though, which is a shame. Barbara Feldon, Bruce Dern, Nicholas Pryor, and Michael Kidd are all note-perfect, and among the girls Annette O'Toole shines as

I've been trying to track down a cookbook called To Serve Manicotti (I think; the last few letters have been erased, so I'm guessing here). If you find it, please give me a shout!

And Bell, one of the three major players in Canada, has already weighed in, saying how bad pick-and-pay will be for consumers (translation: Bell will make less money on their crappy channels no one wants and only pay for because they have to get them in a bundle to get something they do want.

Yes, I like him a lot as host of 'Essentials Jr.'. Plus whoever chooses the films for that program (if it isn't Hader) is also refreshingly non-patronizing, as the movies selected are not necessarily what one thinks of as 'kiddie films' (the Cat People / Curse of the Cat People double feature they did this past summer

Seconded on Bruno Kirby, who is brilliant. While I enjoy Harry and Sally's relationship, watching Kirby and Carrie Fisher together as their relationship develops is in some ways even more enjoyable.

The Fail's main readership is probably more child-like (or childish), not actual children (who tend to have pretty good BS detectors).

No, not just you. I could've sworn it was Ted Kiel as Injun Joe on the New Adventures of Huckleberry Finn way, way back in the day, but no, it was Ted Cassidy.

Definitely give it a go. The creator/writers have done their homework, the acting is great, the storylines and character arcs are compelling and involving, and when real historical characters are used (Fred Abbeline, John Merrick) they're used in ways that feel natural and right for what we know of them as people.

Most Victorian Londoners who lived outside the East End could not have cared less what happened there, or to whom; it was a foreign country to them, inhabited by people who they probably thought of - on the rare occasion when they thought of them at all - as only slightly better than animals. And as Jack killed only