If three monkeys were left alone with single typewriter, between them they’d have produced the script of Saltburn within a week.
There’s no soothing balm to make Saltburn better.
Category: another look
15th Dec – I played my best for him, pa rub my bum-bum, rub my bum-bum, rub my bum-bum.
He impressed us with his ability to conflate the dish puttanesca, the respected international statesman, and the French swearword for whore; whilst delivering the entire piece in fluent Trump.
End of year, FREE-to-enter COMPETITION, with average/poor prizes.
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T-shirt gallery.
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Abba – The Movie, a haunting, non-fan event.
A Haunting in Venice. Have you ever been unlucky enough to see the Christmas Special of the execrable Not Going Out, the vain and unfunny Lee Mack’s milch-cow? The one where a group of them (adults) get locked in a Supermarket, then spend the whole night running up and down the corridors believing they’re encountering creatures of the night? Well, this is just like that.
Life in plastic, it’s (not) fantastic.
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.
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.
Films of 2022-23, what I did see.
In Emily, moments of the absurd provided telling glimpses into the humour and recusant nature of the protagonists, in this, it feels like the writer has provided cameo roles for his favourite jokes.
Walkin’ about with a head full of music.
Got an earworm, wired for sound. Just saying, that's all. AM, FM, he is full of static. Living with an Earwig (1959)Take a look at my hair, it's realAnd if you don't believe what I say, just feelI'm gonna lock it up in a trunkSo no big hunk can steal it away from me. It … Continue reading Walkin’ about with a head full of music.
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