This won’t be a particularly funny post (if at all), mainly because 2018 has been quite a good year for me. Comedy is just bad stuff that happens to other people after all, so if you’ve come here hoping to
October was a quiet month for me, so I decided to use my free time constructively and watched as many horror films as possible in the build up to Halloween. I’ve reviewed them here, because I’m a bit OCD like
** Includes spoilers ** Everyone knows that sequels are rubbish – with the exception of a few films like the Godfather or Evil Dead follow ups – they generally disappoint. The trouble is when the first movie in a series is good, the
I’ve always been a big fan of sharks; they’re big and scary and definitely not the kind of creatures you’d want to bump into on a dark night. In fact, the sea is pretty intimidating and imposing in general really.
For me, 2011 was the year of the troll. For anyone who doesn’t know what the phrase means (apart from being an ugly slow-witted beastie), in internet parlance it’s anyone who causes trouble online. People that lurk in chat rooms,
Looking back over the year, I’ve had quite a good one. Scanning over last year’s 2011 resolutions – basically the same list every bloody year – I’ve ticked a few of them off in the last 12 months. Here are
A lot of people despise remakes and until recently, I had always felt this way too. This was until a couple of years ago when I went to see An American Werewolf in London at Midnight Movies at The Curzon