Every film fan experiences a seemingly incalculable number of images during their cinematic pursuits. While some walk, run, or skip happily through film fandom, the terminally nostalgic Richard Glenn Schmidt sleepily stumbles through the superabundance of his filmic obsessions in an attempt to embrace them all. Contained within these pages are his musings on the utterly perverse films of Jess Franco, the purple cinema of Prince, the peculiar insanity of the films of 1976, the peregrine world of Asian horror, and much, much more Somewhere between the waking world and the flickering dream of cinema, walks the Cinema Somnambulist. It's like the old saying goes, "every blogger has his day".