A sixteen year old me would have loved Three Men In A Boat. The thirty one year old is less taken by its rambling travelogue. I still found it funny, and its constant digressions entertained, but it pales in comparison to what followed it. Clearly Je[…]

My basic critical position on ‘mainstream’ comics (superhero comics, for the purposes of this post) is that they are awful and getting worse. This was based on a) my experiences reading them during the 90s and b) prejudice. Somewhat annoy[…]

Cheat’s Culinary Companion #3: More Mole Vicar?
“Trench arrived to find that his house, still known today as Dean’s Yard, was – according to a grumble from his wife Mary – filled with ‘dead things’ bones&#821[…]

Red Lights had been billed as a taut French psychological thriller. That says to me that plenty of things could go wrong, but the reviews tempted me in. As it happened the film was not bad, but it was not a taut psychological thriller. Based on a Geo[…]