The wordy one’s book review can be found here:Ī brief synopsis of the film(s): A fashion model with a legacy of suicide and horrid family memories, Alison Parker fears commitment to marriage with her attorney boyfriend. So, for her sins as my parallel post partner, Rachel will delve into the novel that launched it all while I’ll review its screen adaptation that’s attained cult status by a director more noted for his work with Charles Bronson. The 1977 cinematic treatment care of another British filmmaker, the author co-producing and co-writing, gave life to a film that drew infamy with many critics who found it abhorrent upon release. Later paperback sales would rise to #2 on the New York Times Mass Market Best Seller List 2, then Hollywood came calling.Ī synchronicity which vaulted New Yorker Jeffrey Konwitz, a lawyer-litigator and part-time writer, to film producer. The rare book title that began life as a screenplay, but when no takers were found became the basis for hardbound horror fans with its publication in 1974. In keeping with our custom of not only eclectic material this series regularly examined, and with the dark seasonal fare of Halloween afoot, our last offering ever will look at holding back the gates of Hell with a horror title that could only have crawled out of…wait for it…the 70s. Seven years, but it’s time to put the series to bed 1. Don’t get me wrong, I consider it a great run and an honor to have participated in it.

I’m getting out while this is still fun to do. Our tradition of closing the doors on All Hallows Eve with the last reviews of the year carries a bit more weight this 31st. For those who’ve followed this Duo Post series of ours, where the blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I perform concurrent reviews of books and the movies adapted from them, we’ve reached the end of the line.

The Sentinel by Jeffrey Konvitz