Just going to stick another shout for Blade II in here - one of my favourite straight-up comic book movies that wodges all manner of tone and visuals together and then makes them all work. The only thing that feels a bit weird is that you can kinda see the change in style between the Jeff Ward choreographed fights and…

y'see, the first thing I associate Ribisi with is the also-Vin-Diesel-starring Boiler Room. (Which still holds up, having watched it recently).

Well, it lets us empathise with Sharon a bit. Rob is deceiving us - we don't see all the things going on - and we can make excuses for him if we like. But also: do you want to believe that? There's a degree to which the show is setting up the audience to be let down by the character - we know he's drinking again, and…

his performance as Chris ruined him in that for me, though. (He was good in it, even if I ended up hating that show)

too soon (and I say that as someone who saw it as it aired)

I don't know whether to feel bad about that typo or not, you know.

I believe the preferred term is 'jigrose'.

hah, yes.

That's reasonable, and god, I really don't need to hear *anybody's* take on Richard Curtis.

For excellent Bill-Nighy-in-a-suit, he's fabulous in _State of Play_; there are moments where the sneer might consume him, and then the character turns out to be completely in charge of the whole situation and has the deepest respect for his colleagues. God, that series is a perfect little knot.

By contrast, my English sense of shame is hugely relieved by the interviewer _not_ bringing up Underworld. I appreciate he had… what fun there was to be had with it, but god, it was awful.

Depends on how global warming goes.

God, Rounders. I'm still staggered by Malkovich's accent. _Give the mahn hees manny!_

God, I love this film. Taped it off UK TV in… 1999, I think. I love how it works as an action movie… but also as its *own thing*. Once you give into its operatic logic - balls to the floor melodrama - it just all clicks.

My first David Krumholz memory, weirdly, is Ed Burns' _Sidewalks of New York_, which I can barely remember, but I greatly enjoyed DK in it. I seem to recall rather enjoying it regardless of how light it was.

Trying to work out which works better: Hannibal addressing Ramsay, or Sansa addressing Mason Verger. "Eat your nose."

Fortunately, in the UK, we always got movies on TV with all the swearing left in.

I finally got around to watching Michael Mann's _Thief_ this year - cinema screening of the remaster - and it feels like such a strong bridge between Hill's taut take on seventies' thrillers, and Mann's 80s sheen. (It's also a movie that Mann is going to go on to remake multiple parts of over many years, but I think…

As a teenager, I nearly wore out the VHS I had from BBC2 of the Moviedrome double bill of Le Samourai followed by Leon.

The corpse at the beginning was female; it was only later we got "is… your social worker in that corpse?"