When The Tripods was first shown I was eleven – just about the right age to be excited and disappointed by it. I can remember a playground buzz around the show, stoked by Blue Peter clips – and I can remember (though more dimly) general a[…]

So we are four weeks in on the Doctor Who spin-off, and my telebox almost exploded with joy when it sensed that there might be a Robot vs Dinosaur Fite! in the episode Cyberwoman. Let us move swiftly on from Captain Jack’s masterplan of siccing[…]

Basically Cinderella Man is a solidly told true story of the depression and the power of sport to inspire people. But it came at the wrong time, with the wrong subject and probably the wrong cast to explode at the box office. Perhaps that is how Ron […]

Top Of The Pops is a brand. Marketing says so, the BBC say so. Question is, how important a brand is it? Vacuum cleaners would exist without Hoover and (these days) Dyson, but the existence of iconic brands within a marketplace helps raise the profil[…]

Tonight’s televisual entertainment was twofold. A repeat (I missed it the first time round, dunno about you) of Bill Oddie’s How To Watch Wildlife saw everyone’s shortest Goodie meandering around his manor of Hampstead Heath extolli[…]

“KINGDOM OF NOT (5.26): This is not about a kingdom which is in the past, but it is about a kingdom called Not, which although it is not, yet is.” — Sun Ra, rec.1956, released as Saturn 204; rereleased as Super-Sonic Sounds, abc/impulse[…]

All The Kings Men: quite simply the worst film I have seen in the cinema for quite some time. We only barely got through it with the aid of a can of beer and guffaws. We just about survived the initial shock of Sean Penn’s ridiculous bouffant h[…]

Having been cruelly treated by the traffic gods on Sunday evening, we stumbled into the Arcola in Dalston a little hot and botherd, afraid we would miss the start of the film. But, as I pointed out to meg as we yomped through Stoke Newington, &#8220[…]

There is a species of murder mystery, like say Columbo, where the fun is not in working out whodunnit. My run in with the London-wide mystery film phenom was a bit liek this in two ways. I had decided to go see the one at the Muswell Hill Odeon. Choi[…]

In the great balloon debate of the arts, there will come a time (possibly after Mime has been chucked out) when those left will debate the idea that as art reflects life to some degree, it is vital for us to understand the human condition and put ce[…]