Nibbles and beer, you say? Excellent!

Second Picture: Brendan Gleeson and his irrational fear of Cadbury's Creme Eggs.

That was nearly five years ago. Strange, she does nothing for me. Mind you, I'm sure I'd do the square root of nothing for her either.

The real question is 'Why wouldn't we want them to?', or perhaps 'Wouldn't we want them to, and why?' or maybe even 'To wouldn't why them want we'?

That's a very fine film, superb, with excellent performances. 'Horror', perhaps not, but dread and a crushing mordant sense very much so.

Damn, was interested in this, sounded promising. C'est la vie…..

There was a very famous and powerful, and now deceased, female casting agent who was infamous for her casting couch demands, and usually by three or four chaps at a time. Notorious for it.

If there's grass on the field, fuck 'em!'

Do you think that's his chat-up line, 'Er, um, er…. Are you interested in playing the clarinet…..?'

In the late eighties New World Pictures were planning a She-Hulk movie with Brigette Nielsen. There are some publicity shots of her all green and stuff but i can be bothered to look for them.

Who knew he was such an accomplished Pat Benatar impersonator.

Look, College Boy, facts and reasoning and logic and truth and history and rationality and all that stuff ain't welcome round here!

Watching Mom shudder every time he said 'balls' with obvious relish.

But Rick Santorum is the one who always applies the electrodes to his ballbag. And brushes the toasted pubes off after every session. Funny that…..

OK then,

You tell me, you're the Captain. But don't worry, there's the Transformers / Bumblebee spun-off in 2019 if you can hold on that long, seems to be more your level.

Could have been worse, could have bought the Sphling…..

No you couldn't, admit it, free yourself from the burden…

The late Russ Meyer always said he liked a pubic area 'like a blacksmith's apron'…..

Not the mention the colour. And the low, tuneless whistling….