What to make of Respiro? A lovely sunny movie, plenty of quaint island shenanigans with lots of cute kiddies running around being absolutely beastly to one another. Or a disturbing film about mental illness. It wants to be the former, I was drifting […]

Etiquette of entering unfamiliar pubs you may not end up drinking in: see HE couldn’t remember the name of the pub – actually the Rose and Crown in Church Street – and gave me what seemed on paper heroically vague directions. So whe[…]

Cat Yronwode on her unfinished Steve Ditko biography – “The unexpected core of the book became the issue of how and why an obviously brilliant young boy with great natural art talent was placed in the “industrial track” in a s[…]

THE BROWN LOG: Woman’s Own
Weekly, 72p
DESIGN: The cover features no less than 5 smiles, these being i) an Emmerdale star, ii) Emmerdale star’s screen lover (this smile somewhat roguish), iii) a toddler eating a biscuit, iv) a woman who h[…]

It was a nice day and a nice meal (a wedding supper), but does someone teach caterers to write like this, and if so, does it affect how and what they think to cook?
To start: Basil crust chicken Caesar salad with grain mustard croutons
To follow: Sea[…]

One question about LCTR:TCOL. What is the BBC doing as one of the production companies? Sure it is as shoddy as much of their idea of adventure fayre (hello The Lost World or Walking With Bob Hoskins), but is this type of tosh really what the British[…]

This is my dream job, I think.: no, not skating or even sk8ing but being the record company suit who puts together compilations like this. You can see on these CDs the taxonomical confusion when a new genre is ‘spotted’ by the men upstair[…]

www.poetrymagazines.org.uk A large (and growing) slice of the Poetry Library‘s magazine collection can now be found here, as part of their ongoing digitisation project. As well as the creative content of current and previous issues, there&#8217[…]

SOCA Gold 2003
I’ve been in a record-buying drought, I think it’s been about six months. I was never a routine music buyer anyway, someone for whom the new “Weird War” was to be gotten with the day’s shopping, like milk.[…]

Its easy to get angry when reading articles by Nigel Andrews, the all but movie-hating cinema critic of the FT (that FT, not this FT), but he’s really mined a hollow seam this week. Given a two-page spread in the magazine to discuss sequel man[…]