#uncle silas

[charnel-grounds]

“The figure of Uncle Silas rose up, with a death-like scowl”

Charles W. Stewart (1915–2001)

illustration to chapter 44 of “Uncle Silas” by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

pen and ink with gouache highlights on artists’ board, 1946–47

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[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

Which of these 40s Movies would you watch if given the choice?

Dark Passage

The Mark of Zorro

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre

The Grapes of Wrath

Citizen Kane

Arsenic & Old Lace

Henry V

It's A Wonderful Life

The Third Man

Uncle Silas

The Best Years of Our Lives

Sherlock Holmes & the Secret Weapon

Voting ended onApr 8

[pasdetrois]

And so it was like the yelling of phantom hounds and hunters, and the thunder of their coursers in the air—a furious, grand and supernatural music, which in my fancy made a suitable accompaniment to the discussion of that enigmatical person—martyr—angel—demon—Uncle Silas—with whom my fate was now so strangely linked, and whom I had begun to fear. Oh! Uncle Silas, burning always in memory in the same awful lights.

Shadow of a Doubt (1943) dir. Alfred Hitchcock, The Dark Angel (1989) dir. Peter Hammond, Uncle Silas by Sheridan Le Fanu, Shadow of a Doubt screenplay by Thornton Wilder, Sally Benson, and Alma Reville

[hazy-siren]

It was winter— that is, about the second week in November— and great gusts were rattling at the windows, and wailing and thundering among our tall trees and ivied chimneys— a very dark night, and a very cheerful fire blazing"

J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Uncle Silas: A Tale of Bartram Haugh (1864)

[mervynbunter]

LIES WE TELL (2023), dir. Lisa Mulcahy

What makes a monster, you may well wonder. My father taught me that only after our death will we know what we are, what we have chosen to be, angel or demon, creature of light or monster clothed in human flesh. He said I could choose, that I had a choice. He told me it's an easy journey between this life and the next. He told me he loved me. He told me many lies.

[dare-g]

The Dark Angel (1987)

[litandlifequotes]

The world has no faith in any man's conversion; it never forgets what he was, it never believes him anything better, it is an inexorable and stupid judge.

Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

[virgoantendencies7]

This world is a parable—the habitation of symbols—the phantoms of spiritual things immortal shown in material shape. May the blessed second-sight be mine—to recognise under these beautiful forms of earth the ANGELS who wear them; for I am sure we may walk with them if we will, and hear them speak!

—J. S. Le Fanu, Uncle Silas (1864)