OK, this is a weird post, and I’ll ramble a bit.
It all started because there is a new book out called Scarred for Life, a 750 tome about entertainment in the ’70s (specifically in Britain, but we in continental Europe got most of the same, maybe with a one-year delay). The book looks like a lot of fun, as it focuses on all the scary and traumatic TV series, comics, books, toys and movies of that decade.
In case you are interested, you find it on Lulu.com.
As kids, my generation was exposed to pretty scary stuff, without many filters.
We survived, and thrived, and I sometimes blog about those old scares we got.
So I was discussing this book with some friends, and something popped up that cast dread into our old cold hearts: Belphégor! Continue reading