The horror… the horror…

Look! It’s the scarecrow and he throws his head at the people! Holly spied a Worzel Gummidge DVD in the bargain bin, I’ve no idea where she’d seen it to recognise it but she knew it right enough and would not be parted from it. Joycee, not me, bought it.

It’s been on now and although I’d remembered it with some indifference I’m now viewing it as a video nasty. I had the same reaction to it as I has to John Carpenters’s remake of The Thing when I first saw it as an impressionable teenager, it’s shot with such a sinister air, but with a tacky feel to it and the utter horror of Worzel pulling a live robin from his stomach to wipe his face is going to keep me awake for weeks.
U-suitable for all it says on the front, aye suitable for all the folk that have a gap between Cannibal Apocalypse and Driller Killer on their shelf.

Holly’s reaction? “I’ll tell you a secret…” she says in a conspiratorial tone “That’s really Jon Pertknee!”. It is indeed my girl, it is indeed.

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