Knowing a film is going to be crap before you go and see it. This is kind of tied up with guilty pleasures, except often there is very little pleasure involved. Last night I succumbed to the League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen, a film whose crapness i[…]

I almost feel like a traitor even bringing attention to Turn on Terry, what is quite plainly and clearly the worst programme on television. I always had a soft spot for Terry Christian and always thought he was a sharper wit than most people imagine.[…]

Video Game criticism should be better. An interesting if currently futile piece criticising video-game criticism as being about games as purely functional economic objects. It is true that much commercial criticism does seem obsessed with the newness[…]

If I get one thing out of the Rugby World Cup (and quite possibly I will only get one thing since my love of watching Rugby Union knows some bounds) it was watching Scotland struggle against Japan on Sunday. Not due to any dislike of the Scot’s[…]

The Curse of Invulnerability, by Pete ‘Unbreakable’ Baran
It is the end of the film. Action and adventure have been laid before us as our hero has battled insurmountable odds to finally face the arch villain. Sneaking up on him our hero […]

Impromptu Art sighting. The time: 11:35pm. The date 14/10/03. The place: The pavement outside the Virgin megastore exit of Tottenham Court Road tube station. Observed three fake leopardskin furry paving slabs, three dalmatian furry paving slabs, in a[…]

The problem with writing about a film about spelling, is that the very act of writing removes the difficulty of words the suspense rests upon. Spellbound is a terrific film, and oddly makes a great double bill with Kill Bill, but it is difficult to w[…]

Just a short note on Tim’s piece below. Whenever I have heard a crowd singing “Are you England In Disguise” I have always taken it to mean that the team seem to survive on a sliver of desperation, a bit of luck and rather boring foo[…]

UNSUNG HEROES OF COOKERY 1: CELERY
When I was littler I had little time for celery. Except for its star bendy turn in a mid eighties Salad Cream advert, I could see no reason for its existence. A crunch swizzle stick of a vegetable it had a taste whi[…]

Three Questions About Kill Bill (Volume One).
a) How can a woman, squealing, flinching and watching an entire movie through the cracks between her fingers then get up, walk out and declare that it was was the best film evah!
b) Why did so many men th[…]