A riveting, charming adaptation of ‘The Screwtape Letters’

Max McLean cuts an impressive figure as His Abysmal Sublimity, Screwtape, one of the Devil’s own. He crows about the spiritual and moral failings of us “hairless bipeds,” whom the “Enemy” (i.e. God) seems to love so much, and how easy it is to collect our souls for Satan — especially those of film and pop music stars. Read full article >>