RIP, Ivor Cutler. Truth be told, I was never a huge fan of his work, but I was always obscurely glad that he existed.
You can all probably guess what I made of The New Fundamentalists last night; in fact, so could I before I watched it, so I'm not entirely sure why I bothered. But there was a treat at the end of the credits: "Filmed, produced and directed by Tony Stark." Now, there would have been a programme worth watching - instead of Rod Liddle doing his Boris-Johnson-gone-to-seed act at a bunch of evangelicals, Iron Man (or even better, Ultimate Iron Man) popping their heads like grapes. Sigh. And, via the enduring image of Tony Benn attacking a nun with a pike (not to mention the Channel 4 schedule), this brings us to The Real Dad's Army, a stupid title for a programme about the engineering programme which, across 1940-41, turned Britain into a total deathtrap for the expected German invasion. Apparently they ran a simulation in 1974, with surviving German and British commanders participating, using the original battleplans - and the Hun only got 15 miles inland before being routed. Result!
Seeing the headline "Woman loses frozen embryos fight" straight from the V thread about octopus v shark meant I rather got the wrong end of the stick. I was thinking, she must have been a rubbish fighter.
You know the old line about the pictures being better on radio? It's definitely true of The Mighty Boosh. Yes, the comically awful special effects are missing, but in exchange we get lines (and hence images) which simply wouldn't work on TV, like "Would the Russian family please stop riding the fruitbats - you're too fat!".
You can all probably guess what I made of The New Fundamentalists last night; in fact, so could I before I watched it, so I'm not entirely sure why I bothered. But there was a treat at the end of the credits: "Filmed, produced and directed by Tony Stark." Now, there would have been a programme worth watching - instead of Rod Liddle doing his Boris-Johnson-gone-to-seed act at a bunch of evangelicals, Iron Man (or even better, Ultimate Iron Man) popping their heads like grapes. Sigh. And, via the enduring image of Tony Benn attacking a nun with a pike (not to mention the Channel 4 schedule), this brings us to The Real Dad's Army, a stupid title for a programme about the engineering programme which, across 1940-41, turned Britain into a total deathtrap for the expected German invasion. Apparently they ran a simulation in 1974, with surviving German and British commanders participating, using the original battleplans - and the Hun only got 15 miles inland before being routed. Result!
Seeing the headline "Woman loses frozen embryos fight" straight from the V thread about octopus v shark meant I rather got the wrong end of the stick. I was thinking, she must have been a rubbish fighter.
You know the old line about the pictures being better on radio? It's definitely true of The Mighty Boosh. Yes, the comically awful special effects are missing, but in exchange we get lines (and hence images) which simply wouldn't work on TV, like "Would the Russian family please stop riding the fruitbats - you're too fat!".