“...like the chicken that had laid the eggs for my sandwich, I was more of a free-range creature.” #kobo

“...are you trying to rent me a telly again? I don‘t want one, son - I‘ve already told your pals. There‘s no way I‘m paying good money just to lie here and watch all that shite! Fatties doing ballroom dancing, grown men baking cakes, for the love of God!”

#kobo

Nowhere near as good as the Little Stranger. I saw the “twist” coming about a third of the way in.