Personally, I hate most cinema trips; they feel like a trap, and a particularly low-class one at that. Everything, from the uncomfortably plastic experience to the hyper-inflated cost of snacks to the tacky commercialism, makes the experience feel like an economically expensive, yet culturally cheap venture.
The braying of the DiCaprio sycophants reached its crescendo last year, as the Leophytes threw their faeces at The Academy for having the temerity to deny Leo his sacred golden figurine yet again. However, his performance in The Wolf of Wall Street is, to my mind, the least deserving of DiCaprio’s nominations to date.
It’s boring, isn’t it? Watching, as the circus that is the annual Clarkson kerfuffle rolls around again? Oh blimey, what’s he said now? How has he managed to be too offensive/racist/sexist/insert-unacceptable-behaviour-here this time? It’s become typical, up to the point where it almost seems to be a big fuss about nothing. Especially with the continuing …
On the 20th October 2011, the world watched on YouTube as Libyan dictator General Muamar Gaddafi was pulled from a storm drain and beaten to death, before the self-proclaimed ‘King of kings’ executed corpse was dragged through the streets. The Arab Spring uprisings brought about the fall of the last of those iconic, brutal political …
Rupert Murdoch: Last Tyrant Standing (original post October 2011) Read More »
Last year I came across an article in The Quietus (you can read it here) besmirching the great Bill Hicks. I don’t expect everyone to like or agree with him, or me, but I was interested in the arguments, however the way the piece was written pissed me off. I know, surprising, right?… As such …
Why I hate this ‘Why I hate the cult of Bill Hicks’ article. Read More »