Sophie and Mark were cavorting in the frozen wastes, still looking for Imhotep’s Book of the Dead when Mark turned to Sophie and exclaimed: "It is true that I am a wretch. I've placed High School Musical into the cinematic canon, but have failed to highlight its racist background, and structural stomping out of minority representation. I shall collect my funeral pyre and consume to ashes this miserable flame."
He sprang from the cabin window, as he said this, upon the ice-raft which lay close to the vessel. He was soon borne away by the waves and lost in the darkness and distance.
This month we cover Frankenstein.
Come and listen to us talk about the literary canon, Frankenstein vs Dracula on the Moon, and why you sometimes need to trust the narrator with the shifty eyes.