Already have. We've got quite the correspondence going.

I don't know, but it's worth the wait. Apart from Richard ll, but it still has Patrick Stewart's John Of Gaunt speech to recommend it.

Utter unwatchable shite. Almost as bad as the Beeb's Edwardian department store melodrama from last year.

And the manliest Mexican 'til Danny Trejo.

What? Oh yeah, sure. He's having a great time.

Not unless he was also a Blue Whale.

Um, Craig…Gore had to go live on a farm. In the country. Forever.

1812 Overture.

I heard you the first time.

Hell, yes! Imagine the tales! "And then dear, dear Peter said to dear Omar -who was still drinking like a fish when this was made- "I'm so glad knuckles is here to make the filming of this piece of shit bearable. Oh, is it my round again, William?" Good times."

How is it "remarkable" that Beverly Johnson is still alive? She's only about 60.

I keep thinking it's Dylan Moran, then realise it's not, just the same old photo of the slack-jawed yokel that's been hanging around for a month.

The first film I thought of was Cockleshell Heroes, where the survivors are joined by their ghostly comrades in a supposedly uplifting finale.

The first film I thought of was Cockleshell Heroes, where the survivors are joined by their ghostly comrades in a supposedly uplifting finale.

Madge visited the set and walked straight by Sellers, who'd made a big show of knowing her, and chatted to Welles. Also Sellers had just lost a load of weight, and thought he looked pretty saucy for the first time in his life. Then Welles turns up, gut and all, and the ladies on set went wild. Sellers was furious,…

Madge visited the set and walked straight by Sellers, who'd made a big show of knowing her, and chatted to Welles. Also Sellers had just lost a load of weight, and thought he looked pretty saucy for the first time in his life. Then Welles turns up, gut and all, and the ladies on set went wild. Sellers was furious,…

At least I now know what happens when a bum rushes the show.

At least I now know what happens when a bum rushes the show.

I dunno, Pugs. I see your point, but I like the fact it's not someone I see as Santa-esque, for example Paul Giamatti, doing nasty shit. It feels like it needs distance from a convincing Saint Nick, and BBT is surely no-one's idea of someone you'd want appearing in your fireplace on Christmas Eve.

I dunno, Pugs. I see your point, but I like the fact it's not someone I see as Santa-esque, for example Paul Giamatti, doing nasty shit. It feels like it needs distance from a convincing Saint Nick, and BBT is surely no-one's idea of someone you'd want appearing in your fireplace on Christmas Eve.