Christ. Another year, another three months of attention hungry, vapid fuckwits parading their neurosis live on telly for the nation. Ace!
As much as I pretend that I can’t stand it, yet again here I am watching it. Bollocks.
In an amazing twist (not really, but I’ve got a quota to fulfill) it’s all women that have opened the show and what a bunch they are.
Continue reading ‘Big Fucking Brother’
I came across these just now, thought somebody might like to see them…
Continue reading ‘Gotta Dirty Shirt?’
It’s working again. Thank fook for that.
Worked out that the new gallery was just never going to work, so backed out the changes and bingo-bango!
If it doesn’t work for you make sure you delete your internet cache (hmm, that sounds familiar) and it should work for you. Normal service has been resumed…
I’m having a fucking nightmare with this bloody site.
I’ve just downloaded and installed the updated plug in for my galleries and it’s proving to be a bitch to get working properly.
The gist of all this is that if you see thumbnails in the wrong aspect ratio or that look squished forgive me. Also as none of the captions work either, when you do finally click on a mishapen link and get up the full size picture none of pithy words will be there. Sorry.
Fingers crossed for an update…
Caught this on BBC Three the other night and it’s a fairly interesting concept. You take five relatively well to do people, strip them of everything they own and chuck them onto the streets of London. Boy did they choose some stunners.
The five volunteers are Clementine, Darren, Thomas, Charles and Ravi. All of them are worth a bob or two and have agreed to take part in the show to get a feel for what life is like on the other side of the coin. Very brave if you ask me, I don’t know if I could do it. Then again after watching the show I’m not sure they can.
The two people over seeing this experiment are Craig a homeless worker whose pretty sound and Rebecca, who’s sound too, and American and hard as nails. They’re proper boring though, so join me now for a journey through time and space in to the world of the filthy rich and homeless!
Continue reading ‘Filthy Rich And Homeless’
I went to the Star Wars Exhibition in London with ‘The Wife’ today and it was super-duper, look!
Well, the exhibits were super-duper, the kids running around pawing absolutely everything in sight weren’t so great.
What the fuck is wrong with parents these days? There were kids smearing their hands all over the exhibits leaving sticky little Sunny D snail trails and at one point a kid called Orin (I shit you not) started banging against a glass display cabinet and his chubby, sloane of a mother just stood there watching him. Fucking idiot.
No doubt had he broken the cabinet and injured himself she’d be the first in the queue wringing her hands, wailing and gnashing her teeth, demanding compensation and that ’something’ be done. Take some responsibility you fucker.
Oh yeah, and I was snubbed by Darth Vader, I was so disappointed, but then again what do I expect he is the most evil man in the entire galaxy. I was a bit of a tit to expect anything else really.
I suspect it may not have been the Darth Vader as:
It was still top fun though!
Thought you might all like this…
Sorry we forgot. Naughty us.
I loved 28 Days Later, it was gruesome but clever. The start of the film probably sold it to everyone, Cillian Murphy ambling through the streets of a deserted London shouting hellloooo at the top of his voice. Superb!
Why is 28 Weeks Later such a pile of wank then?
The movie opens around the time of 28 Days Later with Don (the mumbling Robert Carlyle, forever Begbie) and his wife holed up in a quiet little cottage in the middle of nowhere. Luckily their kids were on a school trip to Spain when all this zombie business kicked off, so it’s just them and a small group of other survivors.
Shortly after we meet the group, a child, orphaned by the infected and also seemingly incapable of using cutlery, starts banging on the door to be let in. Soft bastards that they are, they do. This is a plot point, so pay attention, it’s a kid right? They’ve not seen their kids for a while. Hmmm.
After dinner is out of the way a group of the infected, who were no doubt led there by said orphan, break in. Don pegs it, leaving his wife who, stupidly, tries to protect Oliver. Clearly Don is married to a stupid cow who deserves to die at the hands of the infected.
Continue reading ‘28 Weeks Later’
That’s Russel T. Davies. He writes Doctor Who and Queer As Folk and he wrote this…
‘Whatever you do on Doctor Who, whatever technology or futurism you’re putting on screen, it’s always going to look like it was made now and it should. You know, science fiction in the sixties looks like it was made in the sixties, the seventies, eighties. The worst and most stupid thing you can do is go in to a meeting and say let’s make it timeless.
For a start, why? I think these programs are a record of the year in which they are made and they should be and they should show that off, and plus you can’t fight it that’ll creep in anyway. There’s no such thing as a timeless design, ever.
And I think partly you have to celebrate that.’
What a dick. Of course you can have timeless design, it just takes effort. Effort that you’re not capable of making Russell.
Look at Star Wars, thirty years old and you’d be hard pushed to definitively tell that it’s a product of the seventies. Try Blade Runner I couldn’t tell if that was from 1982 or 1997.
So before you indulge in any more pointless fucking waffle, there just to apologise for your piss poor stories and special effects, think about making a better television series.
I think the T must stand for twat.
How cool would it be to get Neil Patrick Harris (aka Doogie Howser, more recently Barnie in How I Met Your Mother) into House as a consulting doctor, or whatever?
It’d be really cool wouldn’t it? Come on it’d be ace!
I can envision the storyline now, House gets off with the big drug storyline they’ve got going on in season three, and Cuddy decides they need some more specialist doctors in the hospital so gets in Dr Howser!
I think it would be awesome. Vote!
For some reason I bought a couple of movies on Blu-Ray the other day.
A couple of movies I already own on DVD. A couple of movies on Blu-Ray that I won’t be able to watch because:
- I have no Blu-Ray player (PlayStation 3 or otherwise).
- I have no HD-TV to attach the non-existant Blu-Ray player to.
- I have no time to watch the DVD versions I already own.
The consumer whore in me has clearly risen to the surface (although probably not for the first or last time). Having said all that, at least I bought two of the coolest movies of all time, Layer Cake and Casino Royale!
All I need to do now is convince Suzanne (the most beautiful woman in the world) to agree to the purchase of a 40″ Samsung 1080p hi-def LCD and a PlayStation 3 (probably with MotorStorm, because as we all know I have vowed to never buy a PS3 myself).
After that it’s all plain sailing!
They’re making a Bill Hicks biopic! Seemingly Russell Crowe is in the frame to play him. Seems an odd choice to me.
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