Nick Redfern’s latest book: The Women in Black
(One could provide a psychiatric evaluation of Nick’s obsession with this theme but that for another time.)
As usual, Nick, in 292 pages, offers readers insights and hitherto unknown stories of odd appearances by women, often garbed in black clothing or accoutrements; appearances that scare the bejeesus out of UFO witnesses, paranormal buffs, and normal people too.
He also inserts a chapter (21) on the 1987 play The Woman in Black that eventually became a move, with Harry Potter star, Daniel Radcliffe, 2012’s The Woman in Black, both deriving from Susan Hill’s 1983 ghost story of the same name.
The fictional book, play, and film, good as they may be, don’t hold a candle to stories (true or not) from the late 1800s, all the way to 1950, about women in black who haunted various venues in Britain and the States.
Bu that’s one chapter, surrounded by 25 other chapters of eerie women in black encounters, that caused headaches and alarm among UFO “notables” – contactee Truman Bethurum, Albert Bender, from whom the Men in Black sobriquet comes via Gary Barker’s 1956 book They Knew Too Much About Flying Saucers – and ordinary people who have or had no connection to UFOs, but still were approached or assaulted by women in black.
Even Mac Tonnies’ cypto-terrestrial hypothesis gets a going over, hinting that some women in black may be from Tonnies’ hypothetical species living concomitantly with us humans.
There are dozens of off-beat women in black tales that only a journalist like Nick could ferret out from the recesses of paranormality. That’s his forte as many of you know.
I was a little surprised to see that elderly lady allegedly holding a cell phone in a movie clip from a Charlie Chaplin 1920 silent film, The Circus, added to the possible corps of women in black.
But that’s Nick, gathering all possibilities of WIB appearances.
I can’t list all the WIB inclusions that Nick provides.
You have to get the book, and enjoy his thorough recounting of what he sees as WIB appearances over time and still.
Nick never disappoints, and doesn’t with this book, which you can find almost everywhere books are sold: Amazon, The Anomalist, Powell’s, Hamilton Books, and your local book store, should you be lucky enough to have one.
Meanwhile, I’ll be making sure to further ignore my ex, who loves cats and always wore a black scarf when we went out.