Grand Guignol

It’s just an act, a grotesque act of papier maché horrors, rubber knives and tomato juice! Yes, in Mr. Crabb’s little theatre macaber romantic nonsense and the intricate vicissitudes of a nineteenth-century feuilleton have been staged, but here and there, between one piece of make-believe and another, real death puts in an appearance... Dylan is losing his senses and his patience; reality and make-believe are one and the same thing. Among all these actors there’s one who’s stopped acting in order to do some genuine killing!