It is 1930, and a team of scientists sets out from Miskatonic University, Arkham, intent on venturing further into the Antarctic than any previous expedition. What they find at first promises to revolutionise the scientific view of human history: fourteen perfectly preserved specimens of a completely alien lifeform buried in a thirty million year old strata of Antarctic ice. One of the expedition nicknames them "Elder Things", taking his cue from an ancient, worm-ridden volume of forbidden lore back in the Miskatonic stacks, The Necronomicon of Mad Abdul Alhazred. And then the terror begins...
Culbard's pacy adaptation of H P Lovecraft's most extended, and successful, foray into the realms of science fictional cosmic horror captures the awe (those towering mountains, that ancient cyclopean city) and vertiginous, creeping terror of Lovecraft's original in a bold, direct style that nevertheless leaves room for some nice subtleties of build-up. The brief glimpse of movement in the ancient city, for instance, is particularly nicely done -- to single out but one moment in this excellent retelling of a weird fiction classic.