Enough of this blobby snarking!

I had heard this before, usually from homophobes. This doesn't necessarily mean it's wrong, and I don't see any reason to suspect the author of harbouring similar feelings. The thing is - if this is true, why did none of it come out in the trial? Since the case for the prosecution rested heavily on presenting…

In a better world, wars would be replaced with competitive sassing between national representatives. In that better world, America has just defeated Russia.

Some of the best friends I ever made were on message boards, and that was at the tail end of the era when people still thought meeting people online was weird and anti-social. School was such an insanely judgmental atmosphere that I really relished the opportunity to introduce myself to people with something I said…

Oh yeah, mock if you like, but if his argument had completely different words and expressed a completely different idea, one that you approved of, you'd all be out here praising him and saying what a good point he made!

Re: Katherine Heigl. All the other stuff sounds pretty diva-ish, but "questioning the script" isn't a bad thing, isn't it? I'm directing my first short film at the moment and I love it when my actors question the script. It makes me reconsider things, it gives them more knowledge of the characters, it makes their…

I think the fact that British racism was never legislated - there was never segregation etc. - makes it slipperier and harder to pin down than American racism. On the positive side, it's less in-your-face; on the negative side it can be hard to know what will set it off.

I feel like Rosie O'Donnell's one could be the start of a poem. Here, I'll give her a hand:

I skimmed past the middle gif too fast and my first thought was "Damn, those Michael-Sheen-plays-Tony-Blair movies got pretty racy."

I'm picturing James O'Keeffe. And like O'Queefe, I'm also thinking there'll be a rape allegation in this guy's future.

There's still the odd one, it's just that the major studios have given up trying. If you want a great, great movie rental tonight, Ang Lee's Lust, Caution from 2007 is NC-17 (and didn't do badly at the box office, somehow).

I am helpless with laughter. I worry I may never be able to look at anything else now I have seen this gif.

See, this is why I've never worked in a bookshop. I'd be too tempted to put 50 Shades on a shelf with a sign saying "If you liked THIS... you'll love JUST ABOUT ANYTHING"

That's it. My erotic novel is going to be called A Never-Ending Forest of Dicks. The cover will be a tasteful picture of a woman looking slightly apprehensive, holding a National Trust guide to the forests of England and Wales.

Oof. I hate to be that guy, but I'm a history of censorship nerd and a fair bit of this is inaccurate. To wit:

But she's so quirky and unique! A pretty, skinny young white woman who pulls goofy faces in photos, takes coke and has an inchoate desire to "do acting" at some point; the fashion world has never seen the like.

Sex Overload sounds brilliant. I'm picturing the robot from Lost in Space flapping his arms around shouting "Danger, Will Robinson! I am approaching sex overload!"

Heh! I remember him from Queer as Folk, so seeing him play bikers, action heroes and sexy heterosexual sex men is like one long acid trip for me. I love the dude, though. He rocked it in Cold Mountain as a very scary, not-hot character.

Hell, slowed down it looks like a seizure!

I hadn't paid much attention to him before Stoker came out, and I was astonished that someone I'd dismissed as a standard network-TV hunk would write something like that - something with a female protagonist who has a sex life but isn't a sex object, something that understands how a man can be an object of mystery and…