Several decades in the dreaming and more than four years in the actual making, the movie is a song to the natural world that was largely produced with software, an Emersonian exploration of the invisible world of the spirit filled with Cameronian rock ’em, sock ’em pulpy action.

If music on the radio is the stepchild of commercial considerations, on the other electronic medium—television—it's an absolute orphan. But if you're a confirmed televidiot, you should check in two places: WTTW (channel 11) carries NET programming, including some good (though very intermittent) classical music concerts; […]

I began to be sensible the liberty Mr. Bloodmoney was taking was neither civil nor manly—nay, on the contrary, that it was indecorous and brutal; and that it became me to rescue the affrighted beauty from his clutches. . . . I ran to her assistance; and, not knowing in what better way to proceed, I took advantage of the instability of my entertainer's footing to trip up his heels, and so lay him upon the floor, assuring him, as I did so, by way of apology, that that was no way to treat a lady.

The curious narrative that follows was found among the papers of the late Dr. John Pedric, phychical investigator and author of occult works