Ian Campbell

Ian Campbell

  • Born: 1924-0-0
  • Height: 6' 3" (1.91 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Darron 2022-03-27 09:01:06

      Gaul's Deroy priest burns the living in a willow statue - Voltaire

    • Nicolas 2022-03-23 09:01:55

      1. The perfect combination of erotic song and dance and religious horror. 2. The first generation of residents moved to Xia Dao at the time of the Victorian period. Personally, I understand it to escape the return of industrial civilization and return to nature. The confrontation between paganism and Christianity can be seen as an insinuation of the old witch hunt and removal of aliens. The lingering snail symbolizes pagan freedom. The bound beetles crawling blindly in the desks represent the ideological imprisonment of Christians on believers. 3. You and I, we are all heretics in each other's eyes.

    The Wicker Man quotes

    • Miss Rose: You are the fool, Mr. Howie. Punch, one of the great fool-victims of history. For you have accepted the role of king for a day. And who but a fool would do that? But you will be revered and anointed as a king. You will undergo death and rebirth. Resurrection, if you like. The rebirth, sadly, will not be yours, but that of our crops.

      Sergeant Howie: I am a Christian. And as a Christian, I hope for resurrection. And even if you kill me now, it is I who will live again, not your damned apples.

    • Lord Summerisle: Welcome, fool. You have come of your own free will to the appointed place. The game is over.

      Sergeant Howie: Game? What game?

      Lord Summerisle: The game of the hunted leading the hunter. You came here to find Rowan Morrison, but it is we who have found you and brought you here and controlled your every thought and action since you arrived. Principally, we persuaded you to think that Rowan Morrison was being held as a sacrifice because our crops failed last year.

      Sergeant Howie: I know your crops failed. I saw the harvest photograph.

      Lord Summerisle: Oh, yes. They failed, all right. Disastrously so. For the first time since my grandfather came here. The blossom came, but the fruit withered and died on the bough. That must not happen again this year. It is our most earnest belief that the best way of preventing this is to offer to our god of the sun and to the goddess of our orchards the most acceptable sacrifice that lies in our power.