What is it with this aversion by the film and telly medium for a big betentacled beastie?
Seems to have started back in the 60s/70s with certain Whatley types displayed as a shimmery pool of light.
Then along comes the latest Pratchettery adaptaton, and no sign of the Eater Of After Eights.
And Zack Shyter is test screening without Squidward draped over the Institiute for Extraspacial Studies!
I'm sorry, but if there;s a betentaled behemoth in the book, I expect to see it on screen.
Oh, well - at least CoC got it right... shame they filmed in a B&W 20s stop-motion stylee and not a colour CGI extravaganza.
Colossal killer calimari!
Circling round the sushi bar in Lakeside.
