Too many dang SEXY JANE EYRE adaptations out there, that's the problem. Friends, I don't object to sexiness qua sexiness, but Jane Eyre is a book about ugly people. If I accomplish one thing in my life, let it be the increased acceptability in casting the ugly and the weird-looking in period dramas. We would all be the better for it. Interesting things happen to people with bad bone structure, you know, and there's something…

By now Carrie Hill Wilner has convinced all of us to read Villette. I can neither add nor take away from her words, lest God take away from me my share in the tree of life and in the Holy City, which are described in this scroll. What I can do is dream-cast the Villette film adaptation that does not yet exist, even though Jane Eyre gets remade every eight years with an increasingly…

One thousand years ago, superstition and the sword ruled. It was a time of darkness. It was a world of fear. It was the age of gargoyles. Stone by day, warriors by night, we were betrayed by the humans we had sworn to protect, frozen in stone by a magic spell for a thousand years. Now, here in Manhattan, the spell is broken, and we live again! We are defenders of the night! We are…