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Something
has awakened in the Badlands. Undying
hunger and hatred for Man seethe in the darkness. While below the brooding pinnacles, the first
talking Western is being filmed.
The fledgling director, John Ford, has inherited a
troubled production and fights his own insecurity over filming his first movie
with sound.
Harry Carey, the star, and
his wife worry about Ford’s hostility to his former best friend.
German screen sensation, Marlene Dietrich,
has been abandoned by the director who lured her to American shores.
Nicola Tesla, fabled genius, hides his true
purpose in being the film’s special effects man.
Then strange death begins to hunt the cast and crew
down one by one. Abruptly, they find
themselves cut off from outside help.
And their only hope rests on the has-been
cowboy acting as technical advisor …
Some nobody named ... Samuel McCord … a man the Sioux fearfully
call “the ghost who hunts.”
When events seemingly cannot get any worse, they
do.
The not-human, estranged wife of
McCord, Meilori Shinseen, arrives and neither McCord nor the humans are safe from her.
What makes a monster?
What is the dividing line between sanity and insanity?
And what lurks in the darkness in the middle?
Out of the first ten reviewers,
I will draw for an autographed
Henry Fonda photo from
THE GRAPES OF WRATH
{Only 45,000 words. "My best novel yet," says Sandra, my non-coddling best friend}
Listen to the music; you won't regret it.
Listen to the music; you won't regret it.
