Read the post again, kid.

And you probably have sex-inflicted piles, so we're square.

Yes, we could agree with that if we were relativist appeasers with no critical faculties.

Funny to think that Dylan never went on any Civil Rights marches and yet Charlton Heston did.

FFS, you literally don't know any of what you would call 'rightwing art' and I would just call 'art', do you? Not your fault; you've probably never even heard of Joseph Conrad, Alfred Hitchcock, Kingsley Amis or Lucien Freud.

It's always stunning to me how cheap the show's producers are. There is no corner that isn't cut, no production value that isn't slashed to the bone, no challenge that isn't doable for no money. In the first series, they were actually flown to Paris; in this series, I bet they had to walk home from the park.

But Bush vs, Gore was settled correctly? What's your point? Is it to do with fashion or television? Now tell us how Tim Gunn's admonition: 'Chiffon is only for evening' is the new Roe vs. Wade.

William Jennings Bryan was robbed. Any halfway decent shyster who wasn't ninety-seven and dying of cancer could have ripped Clarence Darrow a new one. I'd like to have seen what a young Robert Storey would have done with the brief.

Agreed.

I always loathed Dylan - as a man and a performer though not as a song-writer - but I kept this to myself since the rest of the world was adoring him until I came across a quote by Joni Mitchell: 'Everything about Bobby is a fake - including his voice'. It didn't change my opinion of Dylan much but it led me to…

Ah yes, Costello. The millionaire strummer who lives in California and hangs out with Sting? He was the voice who sums up your regional and cultural anxiety, was he?

I agree. They both should have been strung up.

I remember being taken to see Ken Loach's Kes, a gritty and uncompromising tale of how a council estate boy from Yorkshire is ground down by various social, economic and political inequities. Aged about eight, I watched this grindingly dull farrago of Trooble Oop T'Mill stereotypes with boredom and disgust. But I…

You know what would really make this movie? Eddie Murphy as a talking CGI louse.

As it is in movies, so it must be life.

Fuck. You're right.

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It's incredible to think of all the crap films that ARE being remade and yet no Hollywood idiot has come up with a modern retake of The Hounds of Zaroff.

Or Prince Mishkin.

If you think this was an utterly pointless remake of a classic that thinks somehiow it's a good idea to change that classic, you obviously haven't seen the 2008 version of Brideshead Revisited.