I'll be away for the next two weeks. One week I'm on holiday, and the other week I'm reserving to apply the shit out of the legal sector, like the little sellout that I am. John will still be doing his weekly film reviews, however.
Watching Deathly Hallows feels a bit like I’ve gone and sat in the waiting room at the hospital nearest to a major disaster of some kind. People keep wandering in to announce to any and all that will listen that yet another person has died. And then the people sat around me start crying. Seriously, […]
This satanic message comes courtesy of the Beastie Boys classic, 'Intergalactic'.
Having worked in customer service for over seven years, I've come across my fair share of awkward customers. One of my particular favourites comes from when I worked in a supermarket. A customer had a go at me because he had too many cards in his wallet.
I sat down to watch 500 Days of Summer with initially low expectations. “Chick-flick rom-com nonsense, I don’t doubt. Harrumph! I’d much rather explosions and people getting stabbed!” Etc. While I’m open to any and every film, I’d hardly put the rom-com genre at the top of my priority list. Although having said that, if […]
I spend quite a lot of my time reading comic books, but I never write about them. This is probably out of shame. Despite enjoying them, there's always a niggling voice at the back of my mind. It says: 'for fuck's sake, Liam. You're 23. Start reading more proper books.' But, as I hope to show in this blog, it's unfair to tar all comics with the same brush. To demonstrate this, I'm going to tell you about my favourite comic book.
Last week, my iPhone fell victim to the well-documented signal fault and I had to send it back. I was aware that it would take a week to be returned. Two of my friends-- fellow iPhone owners-- were aghast. 'But Liam! How will you cope?' Well, to tell you the truth, I didn't miss my iPhone. At all.
When I saw the posters for the TV adaptation of The Walking Dead, I scoffed. 'Zombies. There's something we don't see enough of these days. That's going to be shit.' I'm glad to say I was proved wrong. Dead wrong (hur hur...).