{"id":356,"date":"2015-10-14T11:08:49","date_gmt":"2015-10-14T11:08:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/greydogtales.com\/blog\/?p=356"},"modified":"2015-10-19T12:14:29","modified_gmt":"2015-10-19T12:14:29","slug":"the-writer-on-the-borderland-2-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/greydogtales.com\/blog\/the-writer-on-the-borderland-2-5\/","title":{"rendered":"The Writer on the Borderland 2.5"},"content":{"rendered":"

The worst Carnacki adaptation ever, some fabulous artwork from Sebastian Cabrol<\/strong>, strange links, and a warning from history. The William Hope Hodgson<\/strong> festival continues, still astonishingly in full swing. Who’d have thought the old fellow had so much in him?<\/p>\n

My prize find for this post is the Pepsi-Cola Playhouse<\/strong> adaptation of Hodgson’s Carnacki story, The Whistling Room<\/em>. Yep, Pepsi-Cola. I could tell you now what they’ve done with the character of Carnacki, and with the entire plot, but it really is better if you watch it yourself.<\/p>\n