a boring cliché of a film that didn’t so much pluck the low hanging fruit to make its observations about empowerment, enablement, and male entitlement, as much as pick the rotting fruit up from the ground.
Month: July 2023
27th July – waiting for the summer rain.
It was bad enough standing on the dockside waving away my contemporaries as the ship called fulfilment raised its anchor and chugged away towards the horizon, it’s quite another to be left standing on the runway as Elon Musk’s last batch of new pioneers leaves the abandoned earth to plunder another planet.
20th July – Everyone says how do you do, down on Jollity Farm.
Alpha males, and passive aggressive silence.
A pair of serves has made the game go Tsits
That’s why people like Tsitsipas, who still hangs around with his fishwife mum, and gets his girlfriends from agencies, is so bad for the game.
Jul 3rd – Scandi-noir and Brexi-gris.
Our commissioning editors are the sort of people who could not be trusted to judge an IQ contest between Joey Essex and Bobby Seagull.



