every now and again during my travels, I'll come across a hotel, generally one that's been updated-renovated but still posesses a good deal of its original, old-school, somewhat creepy charm, and it reminds me of something from my childhood...
in this case, in this particular hotel, there was only one image. instantly. The Shining.
whlle the exterior would never be confused with the Overlook Hotel referenced in the film, the interior corridors reaked of 'RedRum' (figuratively speaking, of course...and another allusion to Stephen King's genius writing).
wendy carlos' dramatic score, juxtaposed against Kubrick's visuals (and the filming techniques...oh, the technique...) It's all so vivid...and red...and creepy.