I don’t read books by comedians (anymore). Oh I used to, there was a terrible phase in my late teens when there seemed to be a connection between live stand-up and novels written by said stand ups. Only later did I realise that said connection […]

Vice Photo Issue.
With all of the good things that I have said about McGinley, he is sure a shitty editor–one of the good things about Vice used to be the imagery and this time he has almost failed to deliver. Of the 75 examples of what are su[…]

Vodou Nation is essentially an allegorical rock opera about Haiti’s troubled past, from the slave rebellion and the founding of the first independent black state, to the continuing struggle against leaders corrupted by money, alcohol and sex. H[…]

Timewyrm: Genesys – John Peel (7/10)
  (TARDIS crew: 7th, Ace; VILLIAN: The Timewyrm n’e Ishtar n’e Qataka)
Timewyrm: Exodus – Terrance Dicks (7/10)
  (TARDIS crew: 7th, Ace; VILLIAN: The Timewyrm, Hitler)
Virgin Books dec[…]

Michael Moore did not ask Ray Bradbury if he could use Fahrenheit 451 as the basis for punning title of his anti-Bush film. Quite possibly if Bradbury were to take him to court it would come in as extra publicity for notoriously shy Mike. Nevertheles[…]

The Clerkenwell Literary Festival is under way, full programme here.
Some of the evening shows start too early, (unless you happen to work in Clerkenwell of course).
I guess the most popular event (judging by ticket price if nothing else) will be Iai[…]

The nations favourite fairy tale. The results may be skewed by the source of the survey, UCI cinema’s. Though note of the top five, two have not been made into Disney films. But why does Cinderella romp in at the top spot?
Cinderella, told pro[…]

A small and curious exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery
This is an eclectic show. How could it not be? A wide remit of three hundred years and the only filter is sex.
The photos and paintings of the women fall into distinct groups. The first […]

I read Personal Injuries by Scott Turow on holiday. It seemed the right thing to do. Turow is the legal thriller writer who got gazumped by John Grisham. There he was, eeking out nice little pot-boilers like Presumed Innocent (Harrison Ford’s w[…]

OOOH WEEE OOOOOOH…
In 1991, Virgin Publishing launched a line of original Doctor Who fiction. Continuing where “Survival” left off, the book range followed the further adventures of the seventh Doctor and Ace, building onto the Doct[…]