After an exciting half hour of underwater daring do, with the brave Captain Troy Tempest saving the world what would be more stirring than a fine piece of outro music. Well obviously what would be more stirring would be a soppy (and sopping) ballad a[…]

I saw  a show of fairly typical Himalayan mountain crafts today, and they didn’t really move me in any way, they were nice, and there was something to be said against aesthiciasing functional objects, but nothing that hasn’t been said b[…]

[/emerges from XFM induced catatonia]
Tatwatch and Square Table back tomorrow. For now, the news (no news to most I’m sure) that “Dry Your Eyes” is apparently going to be No.1 on Sunday*. Crikey.
*(and credit where it’s due, M[…]

i’ll have it in a glass plz[…]

FT Top 100 Films
58: BLACK CAT WHITE CAT
Initial memories? You can’t really get past the the perfection of the farce which destroys the toilet, dumping the auld fella in the shit. But if you want to, then you can also marvel at a film[…]

There is no shortage of adaptations that suffer from comparisons to their source material, but Uli Edel’s misguided Last Exit to Brooklyn suffers more acutely than most. I’d hate to think that any novel is unfilmable, but perhaps I just l[…]

Kinda scary …
… until you reach the end of the article and find out how big they are.[…]

So there is this Italian restaurant on Battersea High Street. And it is apparently quite nice, but obviously needs the punters in. Because certain nights of the week it will do you half price food. Those nights are Monday, Wednesday and Friday. […]

Grumbleweed Facts for Andrew. I remember nothing about them.[…]

I was about to moan about the number of Saul Bass press releases-cum-articles doing the rounds when I found this voice of reason in, of all places, the Guardian. Title sequences are obviously important, but importing auteurism into this particular fi[…]