Decided to spend October rereading Henry James’s masterful novella. Its sense of dread, suspense and just plain scariness is singular. I’m not surprised it’s been adapted as an opera (not seen) and the movie The Innocents (I own a copy- Criterion, of course.)
I’m reading with the perspective that the demonic possession is in the governess, not the children. Both perspectives work.
I should be done by Hallowe’en.