Why do film critics wank themselves into a frenzy of adulation over the plainly mediocre – sorry, “visionary” – film director Luca Guadagnino? Is it because he’s Italian, with a very Italian and difficult to spell name? Or is it just to confirm the complete redundancy of critics nowadays? And… Read More »Three-Love: The M4M4W Slog-Fest, Challengers
Iron rules for Simmo’s Swoletopia Anyone who has used a public gym regularly has daydreamed about being in charge of one. At least for an hour. Not so much paying the bills and checking the toilets, as laying down the law. A strongman, a shredded Caesar, running the muscle factory… Read More »Gym Dic(k)tator
Arching a bitchy eyebrow at Anglo K-pop TV experiment Made in Korea Back in 1994, the year of the metrosexual’s birth, and the height of boybandery, my agent sent the BBC (and, I think, ITV) my proposal for a series exploring whether a boyband could be manufactured from scratch, with the working… Read More »Puppetry Without Penis
Remembering Kenneth Cope’s immaculate ‘Marty’ Mr Hopkirk – aka Kenneth Cope – is, sadly, deceased. Again. Though this time at the ripe old age of 93, instead of cut-off-in-his-prime. As a kid I loved the 1969 ITC produced UK detective show he is best known for, Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased), about two private… Read More »Randall & Hopkirk (Redux)
Dwelling upon the day-dreamy romance movie ‘All of Us Strangers’ I finally found it within myself to overlook all the rave reviews and watch All of Us Strangers. It was free on Disney +, I had a bad cold, and was bored. And maybe feeling a bit sorry for myself. Andrew… Read More »Stranger Danger