Posts from 15th January 2007

Jan 07

I remember you well, The Warrington Hotel

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The Warrington Hotel was the first pub I visited after moving to London in the summer of 1994. As such, it skewed my expectations of the city’s hostelries: not only was the bar itself a gloriously over-the-top shrine to art nouveau glass, carved mahagony and ornate ironwork (installed in a 1900 refurb to rebrand the establishment from its knocking shop reputation), but Martin Gore of Depeche Mode was holding court at the bar (the BBC’s nearby Maida Vale studios ensured a steady supply of once and future popstrels). Tragically few of the London boozers I have visited since have lived up to this initiation.

Considering its chi-chi environs, the Warrington was still a remarkably unaffected and welcoming pub – you get the impression that many of the local Wood and Vale residents weren’t keen to frequent a place that resisted makeover and gastrofication. But it was evidently only a matter of time. Paying a visit last week, we noticed a sign on the stairwell notifying us that the property had recently been purchased by Gordon Ramsay Holdings (supposedly for £5.2 million ) and was shortly to be closed for refurbishment.

The sign suggested that this would take place at the end of January, so if you’re inclined you still have a week or two to pay your first visit or your final respects to a beautiful pub before it’s gone, in spirit at least, forever.

The Comics Money Pit

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Browsing for information on the nineties comics boom I came across a fascinating series of articles by Chuck Rozanski of Mile High Comics, one of America’s most famous comics retailers, offering a behind-the-scenes look at some of the financial shenanigans than afflicted the industry during that decade. (Start reading at the link and read the next seven or eight columns). His take on the boom and subsequent catastrophic bust is that it was pretty much entirely caused by Ronald Perelman, former owner of Marvel Comics. Perelman’s milking of the Marvel cash cow was spectacularly successful – netting him, when he finally got out of the game, a personal profit that Rozanski estimates is larger than all the money the entire industry had made up to that point.


Red Hair Dye: The Story Of A Murderer

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perfume-1.jpgThe central plot-device of Patrick Suskind’s novel, and therefore Tom Twyker’s film Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer is the development of a perfume which is so intoxicating it will enslave mankind. There are a number of problems with this, namely that said perfume appears to be made out of the distilled essence of thirteen virginal girls, at least half of which appear to come from the lower classes: which one would imagine in eighteenth century France would stink up a storm. Not so much enslaving mankind as whiffing a bit of fish-guts and minestrone. Nevertheless if we accept the premise of the film there is still another more pressing problem in the visual representation of this film.