I got to see the Globe’s production of Doctor Faustus at the cinema yesterday. It was really good. But I bet the Winchester brothers could have sorted all that shit out in no time.
In 1850s Venice, the beautiful and intelligent Amelia encounters a man named Rory. She is fascinated by him, and accepts all his tempting offers- but he’s really the demon Mephistopheles, and he’s come to claim her soul.
