Just reading Jonathan Jones on Harryhausen and remembered that for an all too long period of time I was absolutely convinced that Medusa lived in the alleyway leading to some council garages at the back of my old house.

For far too many years I would absolutely pelt it past that alleyway just in case. Even now my brain has a hard time accepting that no, it is not reasonable to think that Medusa, a mythological creature, would move to an increasingly depressing small town at all, let alone into an alleyway leading to some garages.

Look. I have lived an especially full existence and nearly carked it on multiple occasions and I can say with all sincerity that absolutely nothing before or after left such a strong impression on me.

I was bloody well terrified by Harryhausen’s incredible stop motion work like nothing else. I’ll always love it for that. That’s a job well done, I reckon.

Man, he was good.