This is the world we live in now. A world where people write bile-filled letters to the Daily Express whenever someone says the word ‘arse’ on TV, and old ladies tut judgmentally to each other while saying “I knew it!” every time the police find an XBOX in the home of a serial killer. You’d think it might be easy to ignore them, especially the Express readers. All you have to do is show them a picture of Princess Diana and they’ll completely forget what it was they were doing. But the fact is those of us who realise that swearing in TV and games is no more harmful to the British public than some of the shit printed in the Sun are being swamped by concerned parents and government officials demanding that Squidward Tentacles puts trousers on, or whatever it is they moan about. These moral crusades change nothing, and just provide further proof of how futile it is to try and fix something that isn’t broken. Continue reading
I need to stop doing this to myself. Every year I stand on a balcony overlooking the town centre and yell “no! no more of this!” while frustrated men of all ages walk past and raise their fists in solidarity with my futile cause. But, like a non-sexual form of masochism, I find myself returning to FIFA’s annual offering time and time again like an abused spouse returning to their partner. Because hey, nothing says ‘I love you’ like a swift kick to the balls, right? Anyway, FIFA 13. Continue reading
A song to listen to while reading: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOFCQ2bfmHw
There’s no two ways about it. I am, to the point of it bordering on creepy, a fan of zombies. I own all six of George A. Romero’s “… of the Dead” films, the 2004 Zack Snyder Dawn of the Dead remake, Shaun of the Dead, Zombies of War, Charlie Brooker’s Dead Set, both of Max Brooks’ books, at least 3 Resident Evil games, Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare, even the complete Marvel Zombies comic story. So what does this tell us? Well, two things. Firstly that I think I might have solved the mystery of why girls won’t talk to me. And second that I’m likely to be saying some rather nice things about The Walking Dead (FX). Continue reading
Britain’s latest answer to the Victorian travelling freak shows is slowly limping towards its climax with a tedious inevitability. Yes, it’s The X-Factor (ITV 1) which, despite apparently losing about 2 million viewers a season, seems to just about be holding on to its customary grip over this country’s media outlets and our collective consciousness. Continue reading
I can’t be the only one who’s noticed there’s often a slight dip in quality in the TV schedule every day between about 6am and 11pm when the quality programming starts. It’s all either Channel 4 documentaries about a lady who married the concept of dismay, or a BBC One show where Dominic Littlewood shouts at tradesmen. So, seeing as the alternative is bonding with the family or reading an improving book (stop laughing), I found myself flicking through the more obscure channels while waiting for South Park to come on. And let me tell you, once you ignore all the programmes about obese babies or comedians called Russell jumping about on BBC Three you can actually pick up some surprisingly good shows. The First 48 (Crime Channel) is one of these. Continue reading
As part of my course I’m taking a module in Sports Journalism. Even thought it isn’t what I want to do for a career it’s all helpful with writing, so I’m going to be putting up a few sport-related articles on here from time to time.
Crawley Town suffered Capital One Cup heartache on Tuesday after a last-gasp goal from Garry Monk gave Swansea a 3-2 win.
The Sussex team were leading 2-1 with 14 minutes left thanks to goals from midfielders Josh Simpson and Hope Akpan before the Premier League outfit staged a late comeback. Continue reading
It was once said by… someone, that one of the most important parts of having a successful movie franchise is knowing when to stop. I’ve just realised that this last sentence has kind of given away my entire opinion on Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, but there’s a page and a half left on this, so stick around. My point is that sequels to popular films are NEVER anywhere near as good as the original. It didn’t work for Ghostbusters, it didn’t work for Jaws, it didn’t work for Meet the Parents, and it certainly has never worked for anything George Lucas has ever gone near. The only film franchise that was even remotely passable was Back to the Future, but to be honest even that was pushing it a bit. Continue reading