H. P. Lovecraft died 75 years ago today. His stories are strange, cold and full of cosmic hopelessness. Sci-fi and horror fiction owes him a huge debt. Many of his tales have been adapted for the big screen and often with great effect but, to my mind, none of them have ever quite bottled the peculiar eldritch lightning that is Lovecraft. I hope that Del Toro might get his version of At The Mountains of Madness off the ground one day but in the mean time, keep an ear out for the radio adaptation read by Richard Coyle, my personal favourite Lovecraft adaptation......