A new TV version of the adventures of writer Nigel Kneale’s heroic scientist Professor Bernard Quatermass is in the works.
So yet another classic gets its sad corpse exhumed and propped up for the camera so that unimaginative writers and willingly enslaved yes-men directors can insult the memory of earlier, better writers and filmmakers.
If it’s not a remake of the first BBC series (or Hammer film) then it’s utterly redundant anyway as Kneale himself killed off Quatermass in the late 70s ITV show finale, in a nuclear explosion, along with the evil alien bastards and, rather pleasingly, several hundred annoying hippies.
The crappy 2005 remake of Xperiment doesn’t count because it was shit.
Given that Nigel Kneale passed away in 2006 who d’ya think will be writing this?
My bet’s on Mark FUCKING Gatiss, given his sterling work bumming the corpse of Sherlock Holmes into dust.
Kneale’s original stories addressed current (at the time) social issues but in a thoughtful, imaginative manner.
Now we can expect (guess which) social issues to be stuffed in the viewer’s face in the most witless and obvious fashion.
Cinematic necrophilia of the foullest kind, and none of these poofy modern actors are fit to play Quatermass anyway.
Except perhaps Timothy Dalton.
Cunts… (except Tim obviously).
Nominated by Mr Bastard



