Much like the original take, you cannot help but nod your head to El Michel Affair’s jazzy funk instrumental version of C.R.E.A.M. I will be the first to say I am not usually interested in remakes of time-tested classics. The eight per cent of times it goes right, it’s amazing. All the rest is heart breaking- fortunately for me, 37th Chamber belongs to the former category….
I am a massive fan of the original Enter the 36 Chambers (strangely the only Wu-Tang album I listen to) Continue reading →
In any major way you can think of, the ‘United’ Kingdom is divided this week. Let’s be clear, a 52:48 vote is not a decision. It’s a question. This is fifty: fifty. This is heads or tails. Based on half baked allusions and incomplete information, the British government has allowed its people to play heads or tails with its own social and economic future
Fortunately, I didn’t ask anyone what this film was about prior to seeing it. They probably would have (accurately) said something like: “Oh, it’s a bromance about middle aged men investigating missing porn stars”. To which I would have responded: “OK, I think I’ll just stay home and eat things instead”. This conversation never happened though.
The Stats- Year: 2016 Length: 116 mins Director: Shane Black Producer: Joel Silver Continue reading →
…Like many others, except today is my induction into the Grown Woman society. You see today folks, I’m thirty. A man once passed thirty and he said:
“Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult”
I thought to myself something very similar this morning, as I ate leftover mini chocolate doughnuts for breakfast. I probably should have realised that I’m a ‘walking, talking adult‘ many years ago. Maybe when I graduated; maybe when I moved out; maybe when I got Continue reading →
It’s been about a week since I got back from Lisbon, went for a few days to celebrate a good friend’s birthday. London has welcomed me back with raincoat weather in June – Still I rise! The Best June Of All Times is in full effect……
Go If you like: Rio de Janeiro or Spain.
Weather? Depends when you go! But when it’s hot (as it is in June) its really hot
Friends, Family or Romancing? It’s very romantic and pretty. It’s also good for hanging out with friends; there are endless bars and shops around Bairro Alto and Rua Nova Do Continue reading →
The Stats-Year: 1986 Length:103 mins Director: John HughesProducer:John Hughes Who’s in it?: Matthew Broderick (who never outdoes this btw), Mia Sara, Alan Ruck
‘Bueller…..Bueller….Bueller!’ You probably know the scene well; a bunch of bored teenagers and a disgruntled teacher in the picture that single handedly honed the infamous sickie into an art form. In an era where high school movies seemed determined to deconstruct the dynamics of lunch room society, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986) simply does exactly what a silver screen gem is supposed to: entertain.
So what if he wakes up with a five o’clock shadow although he wasn’t even supposed to be old enough to drink in America yet? Continue reading →
Instead of doing the million and one things I’m supposed to be doing now (including my Lisbon post and reformatting my hard disk)- Netflix made me watch the Sundance 2015 docu project Fresh Dressed. Thanks Netflix
The Stats-Year: 2015 Length:83 mins Director:Sacha Jenkins Producer:Nasir Jones/ Sacha Jenkins Who’s in it?: Endless ‘80s & ‘90s rappers, designers, Andre Leon Talley for fashion credibility and excellent cartoons
Rating:6.8/10 (please bear in mind this is my first rating so I have absolutely no context)
Watching Fresh Dressed made me wish I was a decade or so older a few times just so I could feel the cultural references properly. Of course, I recognised a lot of the people and the labels but its nothing like coming of age during the seminal 80s-90s eras described. It’s the equivalent of explaining Alex Mack and Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles to my little
sister. She was there- but she wasn’t there. Continue reading →
I own about fifty seven or so Biro pens*- a curious number for someone whose handwriting resembles a five year old’s take on hieroglyphics. I’d bet the teachers in my past and the colleagues in my present would agree it would be best if I only ever type and never actually hand write. In fact, I’d like to take this opportunity to apologise to my former 20-year-old self for writing the most illegible revision notes in history. Apology accepted. Continue reading →