“by a monster’s hand”

On being told that they had been bitten by a venomous snake, most eight-year-olds would panic. Not Nicholas Jubber; he was not terrified but disappointed by a diagnosis that contradicted his own. Nich

Taking as many guises as his names, the Prince of Lies turned at times into a man-devouring ogre, a mutant medley of claws, horns and wings, or the brooding rebel that lit the imagination of Romantic painters, as Carla Passino discovers

MIDWAY THROUGH MONSTER: THE ED GEIN STORY, the title character stares into the camera and warns: “You shouldn’t be watching this.” He’s talking to two strangers who’ve interrupted him in the bloody af

Guillermo del Toro’s version of Mary Shelley’s myth

I WAS lonely. Papa was a preacher and we lived and travelled in a painted wooden wagon, pulled by Jessie, a large and docile shire horse. We had few possessions; there was no room for what Papa called

Tennyson’s embrace of science and catastrophe theory