I’m unfamiliar with Ms Stallion’s work, but will gladly acquaint myself with it.

Maybe. But I haven’t heard a female MC’s track this year that’s given me as much delight as Simz’s ‘Offence’. She and her countryman Giggs are my finds for the year – Giggs, admittedly, more for the gorgeous timbre of that voice, and that unhurried flow, than his lyrical (ahem) skillz.

Backing track is pretty good. With a better rapper (Little Simz, say, or Kash Doll), this could have been something.

MiB:I bought to you by the 2019 Lexus LC500. Test drive now at your local retailer.

They’re going to have to make a whole new video after they’ve seen Bi Gan’s ‘Long Day’s Journey into Night’.

I believe it’s called Larry Elder Syndrome.

Between Jason Bonham and Young Dirty Bastard, I feel like the latter has the tougher gig.

I was recently in a hipster coffee shop (safe space) here in LA. It was packed with libs, all whispering to each other how badly they wanted more Dexter!

There must be a point to Taron Egerton, but I’m damned if I know what it is.

This is the Colin Baker of Jokers.

Describing himself as ‘a Marmite actor’ is the most self-aware thing he’s ever said.

Will Sheff and Mike Cooley are probably the modern lyricists I most admire; Sheff has the Dylan-like ability to make every accumulating detail count, and every line capable of a surprise. And Cooley – his opposite – has an extraordinary gift for compression: encapsulating complex sentiments in a brutally concise (and…

I always thought she might have been influenced, there, by one of Lorine Niedecker’s poems:

Tricky—

“We’re hungry, beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill . . .”  

Yep. An important distinction to make, I think.

Aunty Donna is great.

I’m from Sydney, and have spoken to various locals who worked on Superman Returns. Insider’s ‘inside’ info ain’t wrong.

There’s a long, proud (if not quite Out) Hollywood tradition of queer filmmakers behind the camera. And if you listed them on the basis of talent, Singer wouldn’t even make the Top 200.

I remember watching this as a little boy and wondering why the women in the show weren’t also in blackface. It just made no sense to me whatsoever.

There’s nothing about this guy I like. His false, braying laugh. His piss-poor material. His bullshit ‘spirituality’. His face.