The Cutprice Guignol

The Haunting of Bly Manor is not a ghost story. It’s a love story. About ghosts. Spoilers for the whole season ahead.

Hi, I’m Lou, I read Stephen King’s The Stand when I was fourteen and never got over it! The trailer for the miniseries adaptation of the superb book just came out, and I’d like to talk to you a little about it.

I know this is meant to be spooky season, but you know what I’d like to talk about? Love.

Hello, fellow Jericheads (I’m workshopping our fandom name, bear with me). Sorry for the delay between recaps – I’ve been moving house and painting my eyebrows purple and writing Halloween article upon Halloween article for No But Listen.

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Well, hey, there! Sorry for the radio silence over here at the Guignol; if you happen to follow me on social media, you may already know the reason, which is that I bought a house (!) and had to spend a lot of time pretending to be a real, functioning human adult instead of a Fall Out Boy fan with the hair and common sense to match. Oh, and, like, building furniture and stuff. You know how it is. Things will be a little slower over here for the next few weeks, probably, as I’m still painting and generally getting stuff set up, but spooky season is upon us and you know that I will not be passing up the chance to indulge myself.

When it comes to true crime, there’s something we have to admit upfront: it’s pretty fucked-up that we find it so entertaining.