I did one of the worst things I could possibly do. I watched a movie about movies. Woodlands Dark and Days Bewitched documents the history of folk horror films from all over the world. It is a thorough and interesting investigation that naturally inspired me to add to my burgeoning collection, as I couldn't resist exploring more of my favorite kind of horror movies involving backwoods pagans and witches.
One of the movies documented was Robin Redbreast, a BBC television play from 1970 that seemed appropriate viewing for the first day of Spring. In this movie, Norah Palmer decides to take up residence in a vermin infested, remote country cottage after breaking up with her boyfriend of 8 years. She retains a local housekeeper, Mrs. Vigo, who seems to know everything there is to know about everybody; is accosted in her garden by Fisher, who immediately asks to examine her yard for sherds and always seems to be lurking about; and comes across handsome Rob, née Edgar, attacking a pole in the woods, clad only in a speedo. They all seem to have common knowledge of an artifact she found on her windowsill, asking her if she'd brought it into the house with no apparent way of knowing she found it outside, all describing it as a marble cut in half.