Thurs before last was a bloody good night and saw the next instalment of the Jameson Cult Film Club with a showing of Gareth Edwards’ stupendously good feature-debut ‘Monsters’ set against the intriguing backdrop of the Royal College of Surgeons. That got me thinking of another screening I recently went along to – for ‘Julia’s Eyes’ – which was of that discomforting ilk of film that seemed worth shoehorning into this article to give it its snappy title. Natch.
