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; […]

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

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.

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.