Pit Reverse

I was quite flabberghosted when I discovered Roy Ward's Baker opus for the Quatermass serie. Far from the Black and White menace, Baker gave a colourful vision of fright and a taste of Hell. And thanks to the imaginarium of Dr Cary, the electronics sounds and itches seem to come from another world, like a glimpse of uncertainty, a sound of shivering horror, a lurking fear.

Another World? A real prelude to discovery, a vessel for maelstrom, a martian terror, an Apocalypse! a Finale!

And if you ever try to go south, please tread soflty, stranger. You might discover that the flesh is weak in a twist of sand.

The pits, really.