Monthly Archives: May 2012
Before today, everything I knew about Halifax came from Barratt’s Privateers. I wish that was still the case, as on this evidence, the place is one grim corner of the earth. About these ads
Holy crap! Day 150! Another minor landmark on this road to complete insomnia I am currently embarking on. On a side note, tomorrow is the release of the programme for this year’s Edinburgh Film Festival. Since it will be taking … Continue reading
Yesterday’s film was excellent, but it was also a bit heavy duty in the furrowed brow/serious drama stakes. Whaddya say we go for something a little lighter today?
I know this may seem like a bit of a let-down for all of you, but WTF Sunday is taking a bit of a break this week. I went to the movies with my roommate this afternoon to see this … Continue reading
My sister bought her husband a Next Generation uniform this past Christmas. Brendan, this one’s for you.
Tomorrow night is the night of the Eurovision Song Contest, where the most bizarre, unpredictable or just downright crap singer each country can produce sings a terrible song about world peace or brotherhood or some other horseshit, and then all … Continue reading
Every once in a while circumstances, or technology, or my own confounded nature will conspire to make the day almost over before I get to see a film. This of course greatly limits the time I have to write about … Continue reading
Day 144. The Gross. Considering that little mathematical nugget, today’s choice seems strangely appropriate.
It has been uncommonly hard to write yesterday’s and today’s columns as I am still hung up on Ink. We’re not even halfway through the year yet, but I know for a fact that movie will be in the top … Continue reading