I'm not gonna ask if it's something I can beat off to. I can beat off to anything. Is it worth beating off to?

My point is there are way too many, and we need another like we need … Something else that there is currently an overabundance of.

Oh wow a cover of Wrecking Ball what a time to be alive

He'd either do a runner or several bumps of coke, or both.

While I understand that quarantine laws are important and that he was let off disproportionately leniently on account of his fame, I'm more concerned about his lack of remorse for inflicting decades of needless Johnny Depp on the world, which was just egregiously mean spirited of him.

I assure you, "away bollocks" is a valid construction in hiberno-english.

I enjoy some Bret Easton Ellis but Imperial Bedrooms felt like the most mercenary shitpile I ever slogged through. I know his schtick is vapid and unlikeable characters but that shouldn't translate to a vapid and unlikeable book (for example, Glamorama is full of vitality in its own way, and American Psycho is raw…

Anne Hathaway could make a movie that's literally two hours of telling my family and friends that I have a small wab and I'd still watch it so I might even see this too.

If this interview taught me anything it's that I don't understand autism at all, because she was making jokes and wordplay that I thought people with autism were not able to understand (I'm more dumb than ignorant, but I always assumed things like non-literal statements or sarcasm were hard for them to pick up as…

My only knowledge of Steve Albini is that a post-punk band from Cork whose singer I think I might have slept with used to do a really bitching cover of "Bad Penny" and that's the end of my story.

Everybody now / Rock your body now

I can't say I know them, but to me punk is more along the lines of Crass or the Angelic Upstarts

I feel like it's possible to recut this into a pretty decent thriller about Kyle Reese going nanners underwater with none of the alien stuff in it. But even then it would suffer from a surfeit of Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio.

The Backstreet Boys were noisy with spiky hair and made boring wank music too though.

Is "more miss than hit" a kind way of saying "a virulent plague on an undeserving earth"?

I don't need deeper reasoning to hate Green Day. They're in the mix with Bon Jovi as one of my least favourite acts of all time. And, if you'll allow me to be a crotchety old man for a moment, I don't understand how they get away with being called punk.

I feel like it's going to be impossible to review this film fairly. I mean, it could be great and people will think it's only doing well because of the feminist thing, or it could be terrible and people will assume it's being bashed out of sad sexism. Personally I think it'll be just okay, like see it in the cinema…

Damn, I thought this was going to be about the other, vastly superior Late Late Show.

See he even has that going for him. Poor Anthony Rosano only looks like Anthony Rosano and that doesn't even sound ribald a little bit.

I have a genuine problem with these films. And that problem is the continued casting of Anthony frigging Rosano, whose sheer ickyness would make you pine for the days of Ron Jeremy.