Created by the manga master who created Panorama,of Hell, this equally unsettling graphic novel is,set in Tokyo. During a fierce storm, a mother,gives birth to a twin girls: one normal, one a,demon baby with a taste for blood - a hell baby.,Tossed into a garbage dump, she dies in the,plastic bag but is brought back to life by an,unworldly bolt of lightning. For seven years she,leads a feral life before returning to the city,where she applies her hard-earned hunting,techniques for survival and revenge. Pure horror.

Part 2 of the semi-autobiography of a lonely boy whose escape from his family's madness is his collection of pickled animal and human body parts.

He also comments on the new technology that changed the nature of war: the machine gun, new airplanes, U-boats, improved artillery, barbed wire, and poison gases." "Drama and a sympathetic human voice combine to make this account of a little-reported French front a valuable addition to the literature on World War I."--Jacket.

Edogawa Ranpo (1894-1965) was a great admirer of Edgar Allan Poe and like Poe drew on his penchant for the grotesque and the bizarre to explore the boundaries of conventional thought. Best known as the founder of the modern Japanese detective novel, Ranpo wrote for a youthful audience, and a taste for playacting and theatre animates his stories. His writing is often associated with the era of ero guro nansense (erotic grotesque nonsense), which accompanied the rise of mass culture and mass media in urban Japan in the 1920s. Characterized by an almost lurid fascination with simulacra and illusion, the era’s sensibility permeates Ranpo's first major work and one of his finest achievements, Strange Tale of Panorama Island (Panoramato kidan), published in 1926. Ranpo’s panorama island is filled with cleverly designed optical illusions: a staircase rises into the sky; white feathered “birds” speak in women’s voices and offer to serve as vehicles; clusters of naked men and women romp on slopes carpeted with rainbow-colored flowers. His fantastical utopia is filled with entrancing music and strange sweet odors, and nothing is ordinary, predictable, or boring. The novella reflected the new culture of mechanically produced simulated realities (movies, photographs, advertisements, stereoscopic and panoramic images) and focused on themes of the doppelganger and appropriated identities: its main character steals the identity of an acquaintance. The novella’s utopian vision, argues translator Elaine Gerbert, mirrors the expansionist dreams that fed Japan's colonization of the Asian continent, its ending an eerie harbinger of the collapse of those dreams. Today just as a new generation of technologies is transforming the way we think—and becoming ever more invasive and pervasive—Ranpo's work is attracting a new generation of readers. In the past few decades his writing has inspired films, anime, plays, and manga, and many translations of his stories, essays, and novels have appeared, but to date no English-language translation of Panoramato kidan has been available. This volume, which includes a critical introduction and notes, fills that gap and uncovers for English-language readers an important new dimension of an ever stimulating, provocative talent.

“I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it anymore!” The words of Howard Beale, the fictional anchorman in 1976’s hit film Network, struck a chord with a generation of Americans. In this colourful new history, Dominic Sandbrook ranges seamlessly over the political, economic, and cultural high (and low) points of American life in the 1970s, exploring the roots of the fears, resentments, cravings, and disappointments we know so well today. From Richard Nixon and Ronald Reagan to Anita Bryant and Jerry Falwell, he shows how the 1970s saw the emergence of a new right-wing populism, setting the stage for the bitter partisanship and near-total cynicism of our modern political landscape.

Oninbo is a bug-eating demon who spends his time hunting down his favourite treat - bugs from hell. These grotesque creatures live in the hearts of humans who have suffered traumatic experiences. There they grow, and haunt their hosts, until they are ready to feed off the very souls that nourish them.