Heart of Darkness 2001: Apocalypse Cow
Rather like the hero of Joseph Conrad’s original classic or Willard in Coppola’s psychedelic screen adaptation, I’m taking a step into the unknown. As I write I’m travelling westwards towards Cornwall in the hope of confronting two old sparring partners who appear to have gone native. It’s a peculiar trek into the wilderness. The countryside is rife with a plague of medieval proportions, and news brought back from the front suggests that at least one of my old friends has completely lost his traditionally flimsy grip on reality. I’m more than a little concerned. He’s shot his girlfriend and burnt her carcass in the wake of the epidemic, and now spends his time struggling to understand the forms he’ll have to send to the Government in order to claim some financial compensation. It’s a long journey.