The art of camp is both nuanced and outrageously blatant in the best way. It’s like being slapped in the face by a penguin wearing a bedazzled denim jacket – you’re not too sure what’s happening, or why it’s happening, but you damn well notice it…
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To carry on Spooktober, following on from The Twilight Zone last week, I thought I may as well talk about another horror favourite of mine – which is the Universal Monster Movies. Although I wouldn’t class myself as ‘obsessed,’ my monster pillow, Bela Lugosi pin and various small posters in my room is still more…
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