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Once, a little expansion would have given me two posts a day from all this. But times have changed, and now it's a post every two days, so let's boil it down.
1. Harvey is a new addition to my very favourite films, not just for its general charm but for its ending; society adapts to James Stewart's loveable (and *right*) soak, as opposed all those Hollywood films where it's the outsider who adapts to the cretinous norms of society.
2. "The Hutton report found no evidence that David Kelly had actually died, or even that there was a David Kelly" - Alistair Campbell. Time Trumpet is the true history of our times.
3. Just as I had never conceived of the concept 'sub-Pipettes' until I saw Shimura Curves, so I had to see the TV ad for the new Kasabian album to even imagine it was possible for Kasabian to get any worse.
4. On love: "Sometimes you're fvcked either way, it's just a matter of how and how fast." For all that I trust Serpent's Tail, I started reading Emily Maguire's Taming the Beast pretty much as a joke, then found that for all its sillinesses it's a very wise book.
5. When crisps are promoting their lack of salt and all starting to taste like Walkers Lites used to, and smarties' much-vaunted natural colouring makes them look like relics of the austerity era, you know you're living in a junkfood Dark Age.
6. The Sopranos may be responsible for my introduction to the wonders of HBO drama, but now it's going through the motions. Beginning the series with A Day In The Life Of A Red Sweater and expecting us to care? I rather think not. The ending felt more like desperation than shock.
7. I defended Red Ken over the whole 'concentration camp guard' incident, but saying the (black) head of the Commission for Racial Equality will "soon...be joining the BNP" is yet further proof that, like so much of the Left, he's totally lost it.
8. The Rann-Thanagar War somehow managed to be slightly worse than I expected.
9. Those trailers for Macintyre'sCSI: Hoodies Big Sting, where he says "and when we track them down, we give them exactly what they deserve"? Well, I rather doubt that, given Channel Five isn't even legally empowered to give yobs a good kicking, much less render them down for biofuel.
10. As much as I love Peter Jackson, remaking The Dam Busters is simply Not Necessary.
11. I'd not had an epic dream in ages, and this week I was reminded how exhausting they are. Perhaps the dream within the dream which they so often entail drains more energy? Or perhaps it's just the grand and incomprehensible sagas themselves, this time based around an adult Ghibli take on Finsbury Park.
12. The only real fault of controversial race drama Shoot the Messenger was being too painfully plausible to watch in full.
13. You know how the Economist seems to be universally regarded as *the* highbrow magazine of choice? I have never seen such blatant deep-bore nose-picking on the London Underground as I witnessed from one Economist reader this week.
1. Harvey is a new addition to my very favourite films, not just for its general charm but for its ending; society adapts to James Stewart's loveable (and *right*) soak, as opposed all those Hollywood films where it's the outsider who adapts to the cretinous norms of society.
2. "The Hutton report found no evidence that David Kelly had actually died, or even that there was a David Kelly" - Alistair Campbell. Time Trumpet is the true history of our times.
3. Just as I had never conceived of the concept 'sub-Pipettes' until I saw Shimura Curves, so I had to see the TV ad for the new Kasabian album to even imagine it was possible for Kasabian to get any worse.
4. On love: "Sometimes you're fvcked either way, it's just a matter of how and how fast." For all that I trust Serpent's Tail, I started reading Emily Maguire's Taming the Beast pretty much as a joke, then found that for all its sillinesses it's a very wise book.
5. When crisps are promoting their lack of salt and all starting to taste like Walkers Lites used to, and smarties' much-vaunted natural colouring makes them look like relics of the austerity era, you know you're living in a junkfood Dark Age.
6. The Sopranos may be responsible for my introduction to the wonders of HBO drama, but now it's going through the motions. Beginning the series with A Day In The Life Of A Red Sweater and expecting us to care? I rather think not. The ending felt more like desperation than shock.
7. I defended Red Ken over the whole 'concentration camp guard' incident, but saying the (black) head of the Commission for Racial Equality will "soon...be joining the BNP" is yet further proof that, like so much of the Left, he's totally lost it.
8. The Rann-Thanagar War somehow managed to be slightly worse than I expected.
9. Those trailers for Macintyre's
10. As much as I love Peter Jackson, remaking The Dam Busters is simply Not Necessary.
11. I'd not had an epic dream in ages, and this week I was reminded how exhausting they are. Perhaps the dream within the dream which they so often entail drains more energy? Or perhaps it's just the grand and incomprehensible sagas themselves, this time based around an adult Ghibli take on Finsbury Park.
12. The only real fault of controversial race drama Shoot the Messenger was being too painfully plausible to watch in full.
13. You know how the Economist seems to be universally regarded as *the* highbrow magazine of choice? I have never seen such blatant deep-bore nose-picking on the London Underground as I witnessed from one Economist reader this week.
