name='Jack Gurney']Well, I once sold my soul to Santa, of course. And as me old mucker Norman Warren will tell you, there is no horror greater than that experienced by 'Stan's Slave'.....
I do love films that end in railway yards, boatyards and industrial estates or on bridges, though. In fact, it could be said that my love of British cinema in general comes from turning on the TV late at night as a nipper, either alone or in the company of m'Mum, and catching some grand old oddity either towards the end or halfway through- and then experiencing much joy several months later when I saw the same film from the beginning and it suddenly dawned on me what I was watching. I am sure we all have similar experiences, which I'd love to chat about...