FUCKING LEAP YEARS! GODAMMIT!!
Day 365. Holy shit. Read More
Golly, we’re getting pretty close to the finish line here folks. For the newer arrivals among you, this site was running before this 365 days of reviews nonsense started and it will continue to run afterwards, but there are going to be some changes. For one thing, I won’t be posting every day (at least not while I still have a day job!) and there are a few possible regular features I might be trying out over the coming months. I’m not gonna give away too much yet, but stay tuned.
First though, I need to get cracking with today’s flick. Read More
Since this is the last Kids’ Film Friday of the year, and I am at home with my nieces, I was intending to watch something with them. Unfortunately, they have the attention spans of a particularly distracted goldfish (and they’re in bed by six) so I had to improvise. Shame though; it might have been fun to get the perspective of a two-year-old. Read More
I find it a little weird that I’ve spent a lot of this past year decrying the state of the modern romantic comedy, only for two prime examples to show up right at the very end. Yesterday we had Kristen Wiig and her fellow Bridesmaids, and today it’s Steve Carell and Ryan Gosling out on the prowl. Who’da thunk it, huh?
You know what? It’s really not easy writing these when there are two groovy infants and a very friendly spaniel in the house. And then there’s the Man Vs Food marathon to contend with as well. Never mind; onwards! Read More
I hope whatever Santa you believe in left as many presents as could reasonably fit under your tree, if you’re into that sort of thing. I woke up to a spaniel trying to wash my ears, so that was Christmas off to a great start.
It’s Christmas Eve. Also known as day 359 of the year 2012. I’m hanging with the family here at my sister’s place, waiting for the big beardy fella to stop by with all sorts of goodies for my two nieces. There is one tiny drawback to this, which is that it’s harder to get some time to myself to watch a movie, so I waited until everyone else had gone to bed and then I watched this. It’s not Christmassy. I don’t care. Merry Christmas, happy holidays, praise His Noodley Appendage… Whatever you’re into.
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree. I really should avoid trying to write these while Modern Family is on TV in front of me, since Sofia Vergara’s cleavage in 42inch HD is a mighty distracting distraction.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, but Netflix was on the blink so I had to go with a random blu-ray instead.