The Breakfast Club

I wish I was alive in the 80s. Or at least, I wish I was alive in the world of those 80s films, so knowing and righteous in their manifestations of teen problems.

Various failed attempts to begin a script

“I’m talking about him, with his big fat tip tap typing fingers. That’s what this is, you know. It’s some weird puppet show so he can watch us fuck. Well it’s not happening. It doesn’t matter what he does, I’m not-”

Wonder Woman Review (or the metaphorical skewering of the world)

There’s a fresh joy to seeing loads of badass women being awesome, and to having a DC superhero film that doesn’t suck, but to just talk about the reasons Wonder Woman is an important film doesn’t really do much to explain why it’s a good one. And well, yeah. It’s a pretty flipping good one.

Logan: Hating Ourselves

Logan is the inevitable end point for superheroes. It’s the world after, the world where the bad guys as tall as skyscrapers and as blue as a supernova have all been defeated. The world should be a better place, right?

Total Recall and YA Literature

I watched Total Recall on channel four, where it was interrupted midway through by an awkward newscast that lasted half an hour. Apart from reminding me of why I hate watching things on TV rather than streaming them, it gave me time to reflect. What I realised, as that man wittered away about the state of the world, about the rounding up of Ozie’s, about the arrival of the Watcher Clan, was that the reason I was enjoying Total Recall so strongly was for the same reasons I adore much of YA literature.

Legion: Watch, is good.

Legion is an exercise in keeping your feet on the ground, whilst never letting you be entirely sure where that ground is.

The Goonies, The Young Offenders, and living your own adventure.

The Young Offenders doesn’t really feel anything like The Goonies as you’re watching it, but the similarities are there. So I think that’s why the Young Offenders reached me as powerfully as it did. It tapped into that longing for adventure I have that’s been left unfulfilled from childhood. It taps into that regret I feel over what I didn’t do. But then, quiet enough so that I almost didn’t notice, it made me realise it’s not over, yet. Times not up.

Welcome to Happiness – A film for me

There’s something magical about Welcome to Happiness, and I think by even writing this article I’m going to ruin some of that. You see, I watched Welcome to Happiness the way I never, ever watch movies. I watched it knowing absolutely nothing beforehand.

Simon Amstell: Carnage

I suckle the teat of the milk bottle, my lips fastened tightly against the plastic. I slurp and gorge, feel the liquid ooze quickly down my chin, and I close my eyes. The milk is inside me, puss and blood and all. I am a monster.

The LEGO Batman Movie

I’m young and beautiful and think all old things are dumb, so I’ve never seen happy Batman. What I have seen is Christopher Nolan’s Bat-films, and Zach Snyders Bat-Mum-twist, and the Arkham videogames Bat-Punch and Kick system. Then along came Bat-Lego-Man, and the joy of adding the word Bat as a prefix to everything was revealed to me. What a wonderful joy it is.

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