| And
what if Elvis never died but really lives shut away in a Texas old folk’s
home? And what if John Fitzgerald Kennedy wasn’t really murdered
by his enemies, but has had his skin colour changed to black by his enemies
and lives shut away/in safety at the same geriatric home? And what if
Don Coscarelli, director of Phantasm and The
Beastmaster, has taken a step ahead of the selfsame David Lynch
in his eagerness to take to the screen a book by extremely pure cult author,
Joe R. Lansdale? And if, moreover, a mummy was running loose, absorbing
the souls of the other residents and played by a specialist fan of Boris
Karloff? And if the reviews had reported that this was a fantastic, twilight,
superb tale of friendship, courage and expiation? |
