I've been accused on a number of occasions, primarily by artists I've worked with, of tending somewhat toward the dark side in my writing. It is, it must be admitted, a fair point.
I do, however, feel moved to defend myself a little by explaining one or two mitigating circumstances that might help account for any perceived unpleasantness in my work. In all fairness, I think you have to take into account the influences to which I was exposed in my childhood.
Example: one of my earliest and most vivid memories of children's television involves a public information film by the seemingly innocent name, "Apaches". The film, as I later came to understand, was intended to warn children and parents about the potential dangers of... well, pretty much anything - although it was very keen to stress the fact that all types of farm machinery were designed with the single purpose of crushing pre-teens into pulp.
The world inhabited by the unfortunate characters of "Apaches" is one of almost constant mortal peril, where violent death awaits any child so foolish as to set foot outside their front door. It was a harrowing barrage of slaughter, a blend of "The Blair Witch Project" and "Faces of Death". To a kid, it was a terrifying work of dark genius. It would be no exaggeration to say that this damn thing haunted me for years.
Worse still is the callousness with which the dwindling group of friends play on, utterly unmoved by the whirlwind of calamity befalling them. The Apaches tumble under tractors, drown, poison themselves and are flattened by falling grates - but the (temporary) survivors continue the dance. They are horrifically, awesomely dead inside, fanatically pursuing their pointless game regardless of the blood it costs them. The game is the be-all, and ultimately the end-all, of their brief, futile existences. There is no kindly god watching over them - only the dark, brutal spectre of their own mortality.
So, through the miracle of Youtube, feel free to enjoy this masterpiece of Seventies pseudo-snuff in all its grainy glory: