I was deeply gratified to read Jack Ross’ paen to the Green Mountain Republic at Post Right. I would urge him, however, before going all Benedict Option on the place to consider carefully what horrors may lurk ‘neath the ” crowded green hills and endless trickle of brooks “:
Yes, that’s right! The same folks who brought you the silent motion picture sensation about the cyclopean horrors that lurk in the deep are hard at work again, and this time it’s going to be a talkie! Beware, Mr. Ross, beware what lies in wait amidst the “wild domed hills of Vermont.”
I’ve written previously about the uses and abuses of Gothic horror. Most recently here . If it’s good enough for Russell Kirk . . .
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