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It features Steve Bisley!
Mad Max's motorbike ridin' chum! I'm tempted to see this just to see if he's the grizzled veteran cop whose brutal murder makes the young upstart finally step up and become a man.

I've met him acouple of times. The first time I was petrified, thinking he'd take an automatic dislike to me and humiliate me in some way just for kicks. He was, of course, delightful and drove a VW Beetle with a coathanger for an aerial. Pure class.

Nathan Barley was more Charlie Brooker, though. It was based on his imagined reality series Cunt. http://www.tvgohome.com/

Sadly, HH Holmes wasn't his real name. I think it was William Mudgett. But I'd imagine Triple H is a made up name too. Unless his parents were Winter's Bone types.

Docteur Terreur's Maison Des Horreurs.

I'm going as a vicar in a tutu. Same as every year, and the Archbishop doesn't seem to mind too much.

Nice job, Todd
But couldn't you have kept him talking a while longer? I'd have liked to have heard more of his views on high-def and on whether a first draft script of a TV series based on a comic book needs illustrating.

Seconded on Janet's Just A Gigolo suggestion. It not only features Dame David as a proto-Nazi carrying a piglet around, but also David Hemmings as kind of Hitler and a Dietrich cameo filmed through gauze and in half light. SPOILER: it's shit.

Bravo, Anywhere, bravo! Genuinely funny skewering.

Ah, the old Blur v Oasis debate. I think it's safe to say that Damon finally emerged a worthy victor.

Sad, but no surprise
The only shocking thing about his death is that it didn't happen years ago. He was regarded as a major caner even in reggae circles, where everybody seems addicted to something. I had the good fortune to work with Desmond Dekker towards the end of his life, and he used to down a bottle of Martell

Does nobody else vary who sleeps on which side depending who has to get up first?

Cowboy, It's in the book. Talking of books, Flashman is my go to guy for Imperial anti-heroism.

Interesting to see
if Stewart skewers him, as he's been doing recently. Or goes for the suck-up option.

Monkeylint, they're Scottish pagans. English pagans just mope around Stonehenge like a bunch of cunts every solstice. And probably enjoy Morris dancing for the rest of the year.

I honestly don't understand
the need to reboot this. It's not like part 3 lost money. Why didn't they just go the Batman route of replacing Burton and Keaton with Schumacher and Whoever's Free This Month? It doesn't matter who's playing what. It's going to be rubbish.

Looks like
I'll have to keep waiting for that Wait Till Your Father Gets Home movie.

Legend Of The 7 Golden Vampires is many things, but "average" it is not.

In other cinema news
Roy Ward Baker died a few days ago. He directed Quatermass And The Pit, The Singer Not The Song, Don't Bother To Knock and The Anniversary. So, something for everyone. Bellona, feel free to say "Who?"

HAAAUUUUGH!!!!
My favourite Al piss-take.