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Monthly Archives: July 2010

Conception

I watched Inception last night.
Blimey. To think, just twenty five years ago Christopher Nolan was singing ‘I’m In The Mood For Dancing’ on Top of the Pops with his sisters.
Hasn’t he been busy?
Nell Frizzell

That’s one hell of a serving suggestion

Lidl, you sexy, sexy bastards.
Nell Frizzell

Fame at last?

I had an intriguing text message from a friend of mine the other day. It said
“You have twitter in this weeks Mayo news. Didi”
I am ashamed to confess my first thought was ‘A what in the where now? Didi must be confused about the nature of Twitter and thinks I invented the social networking site. [...]

Latitude: a terrible shame

Watching boring, misogynistic comedy whilst surrounded by a tent full of families and Radio 4 fans is a dispiriting experience. Watching boring, misogynistic comedy just hours after a seventeen year old girl has been raped a few hundred metres away is much, much worse.
For those who aren’t aware of the rape stories that emerged at [...]

Star Feckless

It is always nice, during a recession, to wake up and read that someone has spent $44,813 on Captain Kirk’s uniform. Somehow it makes all the estimates and forecasts about insufferable loans and unpayable deficits seem just that little bit less worrying. I mean, hell, if there are still people willing to pay the equivalent [...]

Double Zed, Ee, Double El

Thank you to my lovely friend Bev over at Super Excited for this.

Cuckoo: A Review

It’s never a good sign when two film critics leave a preview screening thirty minutes in to a film. It’s worse still when the remaining audience laugh at all the attempts at gravitas or terror and yawn their way through moments of supposed tenderness.
But when the film they are watching is as slow, repetitive and, [...]

Begorrah

There’s a band. Let’s call them, oh I don’t know, Mumbo and Sons. They are all nice, middle class boys born with, if not silver spoons, then certainly more than a hint of Earl Grey tea in their mouths. They have nice well-spoken accents and good skin. They are all Londoners.
Now, I know what you’re [...]

Why I love Wales

And the legend of Beddgelert:

A question of latitude

There are many things that, though obvious, withstand repetition.
Dogs in fancy dress costumes are amusing, for instance. Harem pants make you look like an incontinent bigamist, for example. Converse are shoes for children, as it were.
Just such a statement is the assertion that people make more effort in the North than in the South. Oh, [...]