In 1975, I saw an Australian movie, Picnic at Hanging Rock, one of the most perfect and perfectly weird films I have ever seen. The impact of this film still resonates with me, and when I was looking for another book at Powells, and noticed this, I HAD to have it. I had no idea the film was based on a book, and yet here we are. And it is every bit as freakily good as the movie as. It begins as a […]
Australian spookiness. Just add panpipes and a didgeridoo.
Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay