All Manner of Thing Shall Be

What do you get when you throw together a PTA president, a dissipated rake, a poor little match-girl, a colonial nun, and an elderly revolutionary? No, it’s not the start of a joke; it’s the cast of undead characters sharing a Victorian mansion in Santa Monica, California. The motley housemates can usually keep the bickering to a minimum—but when their clashing personalities get stuck in a rut, they suffer what could be a terminal case of déjà vu.