Ahahahahah. Just look.
I’m becoming a fan of Charlie Brooker – he wrote Dead Set, the ‘Big Brother house is the only refuge from the living dead’ TV series, and works himself into indignant hilarity every week in the Guardian:
How annoying is it? Put it this way: James Blunt is also on the list, and he’s the least objectionable person there.
New Star Trek trailer.
In celebration of me figuring out how to embed small youtube videos (it’s actually really easy, how I LAUGHED!), here’s a clip from Summer Heights High. It’s created by Aussie Chris Lilley, the guy behind We Can Be Heroes: Finding the Australian Of The Year. Enjoy.
I’m not that into cars. Hey, I’m on my second Nissan Primera. But no-one with a passing interest in the really fucking wicked couldn’t not fall in lust with the Holden GTR-X concept. Behold.
Wired magazine has an oral history of War Games, the film that made me realise Dad’s TRS-80 was capable of more than 10 Print: You are a dick and 20: Goto 10. Possibly. That shit’s *still* really, really funny
Kubrick nitty gritty fans should take an hour to watch this, or the time-poor should read this article. It seems Kubrick would often phone people out of the blue to work with him, totally freaking them out in the process – there’s more of this kind of thing in this book.
Ooooh, and I’ve decided what kind of car I want now.
Apparently Spike Jones’ Where The Wild Things Are adaptation is in trouble. Kids running from the theatre screaming trouble. Sounds great.
I’ve been fully blog lite lately, what with the boy being born and that. He’s amazing.
I’m expecting to be a more regular contributor to teh internets soon.
In the meantime, here’s The Muppets’ three greatest singers together at last.
As you were.