1967 - apart from being set in New England with some mysteriously deformed villagers, it's a great 60s British horror that has little to do with the Lovecraft story. Oliver Reed is a twisted joy to watch as he terrorises a young couple claiming their ancestral inheritance: a dilapidated millhouse which has secrets to tell. Particularly that upper room.
Carol Lynley is the perfect, kittenish ingenue returning to her childhood home. The girl can leave the village, but the village will reclaim the girl...
A great gig (if usual terrible sound at the Phoenix theatre).
An amazing new album - turns preconceptions about them on their heads. Every song turns out just the way you want it to. Sounds so new and throwback at the same time.