Reviews

What a load of incoherent old toot, a waste of an hour and a half of my life, and waste of basically a very promising scenario. The film has so many horror cliches it actually became funny, all it lacked was vampires and a ghost going "Wooooo".

I had never heard of Francis Kilvert when this series first aired in the 1970s, little did I know that I would shortly discover the Rev'd Kilvert's 'patch' in the Welsh borders when walking Offa's Dyke once I'd finished A levels, and then would return time and time again with my motorcycling friends over the next 10 or 12 years!

The series is/was a set of beautifully filmed short episodes, reflecting Kilvert's often brief diary entries. Sadly the programmes are now never shown and are not available on DVD. It might be because it was all just too low-key and a bit too arty for the BBC to bother much with - or it might be because Kilvert made no secret of being (apparently innocently) enchanted by the young girls among his parishioners.