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Shane Danielsen
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Calling Moore "a bit of an egocentric blowhard" is like calling Coldplay "a bit wet", or Sean Hannity "a bit of a prick". The guy is, unfortunately, one of the most monstrous human beings you'll find in this wonderful business called Show — as pretty much anyone who's ever had the misfortune to distribute one of his

I saw them, too — weekend-before-last, at the Troubadour in Los Angeles — and thought they were terrific: passionate, bursting with ideas (a couple even their own), thoroughly entertaining. This album and The XX have been the soundtrack to most of my days, this past month.

Yep. It was superfluous, like most sequels to memorable works — so Vic and Blood do, what? dessert now? — but nevertheless, I imagine the cranky old bastard will bring a lawsuit of some kind against Ellroy. Just because, I don't know, it's a Thursday or something.

Seconded for 'Great Work of Time', one of the greatest, and saddest, of time-travel stories, and one of the finest novellas in SF.

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As much as I love the film — which a buddy and me used to watch every year at his place in Wheaton, MD after driving back from the Toronto Film Festival; looking back, I suppose it was sort of a rite of purification - I especially love the fact that a reviewer once called it "The Citizen Kane of

It was "gynocracy".

WAY too soon.
"All this has happened before - and all of it will happen again … just shittier."

Much of McCarthy's gift lies in the perfectly-weighted construction of his sentences, the real model for which is not Hemingway, but Faulkner; to have come to 'Outer Dark', for example, without having read 'Light in August' first, is very much entering the house by the back door. No, er, antebellum South pun intended.

I actually think the Donna Noble arc is heartbreaking: from lumpenchav, through experience to wisdom - and then back again, with no memory of ever having seen or done the things she'd seen and done. Better she'd died, than that; it seems more cruel than I ever believed the show capable of.

And rightly so: Moffat's stories are generally pretty magnificent, I think. His multi-level, interlocking-narratives thing can be sublime: 'Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead' ranks as one of the best-ever Doctor Who stories - with 'Blink' not far behind. (Ah, Sally Sparrow … the companion who got away. Now

'We3', 'All-Star Superman' - yep, all of those. But it's his run on 'Doom Patrol' which really blew me away. So endlessly inventive (the Brotherhood of Dada! Red Jack! Danny The Street!), and so much fun to read … yet culminating in a last issue of such incredible sadness, as the "real world" reasserted itself, that I