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That... is the most amazing few minutes I’ve had for a long time. Unforgettable. A bastard jewel in the crown of the Flake ads, and something I can never unsee. Time to watch it again.

[Sees the ‘ITV’ logo in the first few seconds...]

Yes, I.V., absolutely those films, but as you say they are epics (and massively anachronistic) and not ‘period’ films with detailed historical settings, or influenced by classics of world literature (e.g. Conrad). But the Tony Scott/Henry James really would be an interesting curio... and thank you for clarifying my

Also, Cadbury’s Flake. The advertising of this rather basic chocolate bar to women, and only women, probably seals its place in the history of advertising. Find them on YouTube [e.g. here*], some of them are gloriously and knowingly phallic. You could teach a whole course on advertising based on this one chocolate bar

A fascinating join the dots exercise. Some of the advertisements you remember as a kid, growing up, were part of the development of the filmmaker.

Woot has had a similar HP Omen desktop, virtually the same specs (1060 3GB card) albeit with previous gen i5 processor (i5-6400) for $649. It has been on sale for weeks. A great entry point for VR.

Woot has had a similar HP Omen desktop, virtually the same specs (1060 3GB card) albeit with previous gen i5

For English people, this cider thing is like preaching to the converted. Cider is the Gateway to Drinkery for countless teenage boys and girls, often sneaking out of high school. The routinely high sugar content makes it easy to be weened off ‘soft’ drinks and into alcoholic beverages in the early teen years. (Not to

But... good to see a fellow Stewart Lee fan.

Oooohhh. ‘Cassis’, eh? ‘Oh, Mater, I do like to play on the Grand Piaaaano’.

Oh, and these should not be films. They should be watched as intended. On a TV, as a series. They cannot be judged by filmic standards. But I guess that's the only way that certain parts of the world will get to see them.

OK, hands up, how many of you commenters are middle aged? Because I absolutely LOVED watching the first series, a kind of rambling travelogue with great conversational banter, subtle and not-so-subtle exchanges, and beautifully scenery (the British Lake District). The second series was even better: Italy looked

Thanks for your thoughts on this - I guessed that the 'throwing up' stuff was just publicity-seeking, but was intrigued by the central idea.

Absolutely. It's *almost* as if it'll help us forget that we're going to get Kinja'd and have all sense of community swept out from under us, like a corporate tsunami on small friendly coastal villages. Almost…

Er, that means that 90% of the young people in British market towns, at pub closing time, are 'punks'. Sure, checks out.

Oh, I meant to see Raw, then forgot about it. There was a lot of publicity in certain areas, and I heard an interview with the director who I thought was articulate and trustworthy. But after all the hype, how was it as a film?

"kinda funny"… really? Or sad, like some weird metaphor of his life, like, trying to get his life off the ground… or all our lives, running around flaccid (until we die)? Eh? EH?

mrspolomint is away this weekend, at Google (yes, she actually texted me a selfie with the green Android), leaving me with the two miniminties. This meant my cultural consumption was homebound.

"Anterograde amnesia, best known as the affliction Guy Pearce suffers from in Memento, is defined as a mental disorder that blocks the formation of new memories. Known causes include blunt-force trauma and The Dark Tower, a film that is not only forgettable but militantly memory-proof." From today's Guardian.

Erm, why 'knee-deep'? Why not hip-deep? Or 'up to the neck'? I mean, it's not just dipping your toes into the muddy, serial-killer water. You're gonna go pretty far in. It looks like. From the trailer.

Oh yeah. That works.