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I have vague memories of it, but it made me remember his name, which was good because it got me to watch Bob & Rose, which was brilliant.

Really? Dead Letter Office made me feel so sorry for her. I was embarrassed for her.

I liked her early stuff, before everyone else knew her.

That was a pleasure just to read that.

Try clicking in ‘this space’ so you see the cursor blinking, THEN click on the image-retrieval icon.

...what would you call an ending like that?

Either Bran wakes up after his initial fall in Season one with a “Has father left yet?”, or...

Well... holy... sh**...!

Whew, thought it was just me. Well said. When he’s firing on all cylinders, he’s an old-school master of the craft. It doesn’t matter what the topic is, it’s just a pleasure to sit back and see what one can do with the medium. And Munich is such a piece.

No, Mr Larson.

Just reading this makes me want to douse my keyboard in penicillin. Thanks.

Where did “asshat” come from?

lungs I meant my ears. It was like they changed the air pressure in the theatre for that split second. It was stunning and shocking on all senses (yeah, I smelled it, come fight me). And if that wasn’t enough(!), George ‘allowed’ us to enjoy it again a minute later, and this time we were allowed to ‘see it coming’.

Ursula Udders.

And still no love for those seismic charges of the prequels? Because those were pretty magnificent. Like, the air sucked out of my lungs type of magnificent.

This is sweet news. This will hold my anxiousness for a Helen Mirren and Meryl Streep fan-cast flick for now.

The day is not over yet.

I always confused them. After this article, not anymore.