A Haunted House in Space
I remember the day very clearly. The precise date could probably be triangulated from old TV listings and Sky schedules if one were so inclined. I had spent the weekend at a friend's house. Before leaving, I set my trusty Sanyo VHS recorder at home (still works) to capture the UK terrestrial premiere of a brand-new Sci-Fi title on Sky Premiere. Other than a brief snippet on (if memory serves) BBC1 prime-time show, How Do They Do That? reporting one of, if not the earliest digital faceswaps between actor and stunt-double, despite the film's trailer being slick and intriguing, I don't recall exactly why I was so excited to finally check it out - ironically, I was never much of a Horror aficionado - but I do remember what happened next. When I got home, the first thing I did was rewind the tape and press play. It was daytime. Early afternoon, perhaps late morning. The sort of hour when Horror has no business working at all. And yet from the moment the film be...