I did watch the bulk of 1963's The Day of the Triffids, but I won't be reviewing it. Too much going on, y'know? Totally worth perusing, though. It's a surprisingly cold, menacing film. Anyway, I just got done co-hosting a Halloween get-together, which I realize is an awkward sentence. The key to hosting parties? 1940's The Devil Bat bubbling in the background at a muffled, halcyon volume. Thank you for being a friend, Bela.
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