Jeez, how cheap can you get? Hand written captions! Can't even afford decent Letraset.

No kidding, in his mid-fifties he looked like the sort of geezer they wheel out during The Godfather's wedding scene and all raise a toast to.

What Lies Beneath 2: A Even Longer Fucking Road Bridge Than The Last One, Which Must Have Been Fifty Miles If It Was An Inch, Fucking Time It Took To Get Across It…..'

Dunkirk. Fun? Each to his own.

Show me on the doll where Jon Voight bit you.

Strangely the wife / mother thing was also around in Victorian Britain, said in front of kids so as to 'emphasise' the maternal / paternal roles, as if the married couple had no other function but to act within these roles, not showing affection or loyalty to each other but instead to the job of raising children. But…

My aunt's second husband was a Portuguese guy, about 45 or so, damned handsome, really was, and a fantastic fella. But when he got to about 52 / 53 over the course of about a year he really amazingly aged, looked like he was in his sixties. We didn't say anything to my aunt, of course, but amid the rest of the family…

Not quite, it was a typo, Kristin's wig's in it.

So, Kinja then….?

I saw Clive Owen in Valerian last night. I loved it. Bite me.

See Malignant Man as he battles doctors searching for a cure for cancer!….

Have you seen Future Shock!, the documentary on 2000 AD? Really, really good, got interviews with all the main contributors and players, apart from professional certified miserable git Alan Moore of course, but absolutely fascinating, what it was, what it became, the terrible changes in editorial policy and…

Shit, so Broken Lamp I Can't Find A Replacement Bulb For - The Movie, isn't going to get greenlit.

I've always found the phrase 'losing your shit' to be very funny, don't know why.

No, I agree, Dress was simply terrible. Dredd however…..

Terrific opening, and then……. If you want a horror pic set on a ship watch Triangle, just superb, or even the Richard Crenna thing, Death Ship, both far, far better than that debacle…

'Jo(h)n Voight's ballsack' Definitely the name of my next band, Or perhaps cat.

My first encounter with Karl Urban was in an unspeakably bad NZ horror pic called The Irrefutable Truth About Demons. Luckily his roles in Dredd and as Bones McCoy have rather altered my opinion of him somewhat.

About a decade ago*, before the Dredd movie, an American company was planning to make two Judge Dredd movies for cable and approached an effects house at which a friend of mine was working. The scripts were apparently little more than all-out chases, gun battles and firefights, and when the company got an estimate for…

The currently dead one?