I'm seeing this as a Furiosa origin story.

I read mostly new books this year (I work for a newspaper and have no trouble getting my hands on review copies). Two exceptions were Shirley Jackson's "We Have Always Lived in the Castle" and Walter M. Miller Jr's "A Canticle for Leibowitz" - both were books I'd mean meaning to read for a long time, and both were…

For the longest time, Ben Mendelsohn was that bloke in every Australian movie - playing westies, bums, petty-crims, dodgy boyfriends and damaged souls. You'd see him in your local cafe down in Surry Hills. It seemed like he'd found his niche. And now his career is completely taking off in another way. It's unexpected…

I work for a newspaper, and in the last few months I've become part of the team that writes/compiles the daily quiz. It's a lot of fun, but it can be surprisingly hard work - eg not repeating yourself (or others), keeping a handle on what's "difficult" as opposed to "totally obscure" (I had to remind myself the other…

Glenn Fleshler is my pick to play the Judge if someone ever gets round to making a Blood Meridian movie. And yes, Brando would have been perfect as well.

You know, I really like Amy Adams, but… Janis Joplin was not pretty. If Leonard Cohen's Chelsea Hotel No 2 is anything to go by, Joplin was prone to statements like "we are ugly, but we have the music". Her career and legacy were based on her big, raw voice and legendary appetite for excess. She did not, I think, go…

My personal "I met a famous person" story is I met Hugh Burns, the guy who plays the guitar solo on this track. At a Scottish wedding. He was/is a lovely, self-effacing chap. He played on Tilt by Scott Walker, as well, so I got a bit fan-boy about that.

I guess after Abba he can just do whatever the fuck he wants

I love the actors' reading of the line "Jessie, you've got no sense of humor!" (It's from Mad Max people) How he puts this inexplicable Scottish lilt into it.

(though the end result could hardly have been more off-putting than David Lynch’s 1984 cheese-fest)

I looked through her clippings file yesterday (I work for a newspaper), and I was surprised by how much press she attracted in the 70's and 80's. She was talented, and luminously beautiful (I remember having a mild crush on her as a teen) - she just had this vivid sensuous quality, a bit like Helen Mirren does.

After an ominous cold open and an epilogue narrated by token famous cast member Jacki Weaver

"David" Grohl? How formal!

Just prior to her (first) nude-scene in Wolf of Wall Street, I remember thinking, with mingled feelings of dread and excitement, "please don't let her be naked, Marty, because I will never be the same again". And then there she is, framed in that doorway, in all her glory.

The article's not suggesting that Jane Campion et al influenced Lynch. It's suggesting that they all came to similar conclusion about the importance of having final cut on their films.

My first ever erotic reverie involved tying up Ginger with rope. I would have been 10 or so. That's fairly weird, on reflection. I have a lingering affection for curvy redheads and she is to blame.

That photo: Merlin and Saruman at 2:00 o'clock. What does it mean? You tell me.

Crowe is doing his Superman's dad accent again. Why can't he just be the Kiwi bogan he is?

From the ad:
Control then went on general release and the Legend Grew.

But will Boba speak like his original, "He's no good to me dead", baddass self (ie Jeremy Bulloch), or in a kinda goofy, kinda Flight of the Conchords-and-not-at-all-intimidating Kiwi accent, like in the prequels?