It’s goodbye to this… Hello to this, and this. But there are some fun nights coming up. Don’t forget the Murder One event (see under Films/ Books) starting at 6:30pm, Thurday July 23rd at HOME bar and gallery, 100-106 Leonard Street, Shoreditch, London, near the corner of Leonard Street and Great Eastern Street. I’ll be […]
Further to my ‘Murder Most French’ piece (further down the page), as well as being denied France’s postmodern Agatha Christie movies, we lose out on 90% of all French action movies. The Spanish subtitle theirs, but the French refuse to, thereby losing all their overseas sales. Go figure. One popular series, 0SS 117, has surfaced […]
The French have a love affair with certain aspects of Englishness. They film and stage Alan Ayckbourn’s plays, and for some while now have been producing graphic novels and films of Agatha Christie’s novels. The films have a twist; they’re modernised, topical and much darker and funnier. But, in a move calculated to annoy murder […]
Posted on 15th July 2009 |
Last night as I stood above the Baie Des Anges watching the festivities for Bastille Day, the music swelled, the sky filled with colour and a pride swelled within my breast. There was only one thing wrong. I’m not French. Although I generally disapprove of the concept of patriotism – especially when it’s combined with […]
Posted on 13th July 2009 |
That’s stunt rider Robbie Maddison doing a backflip on his motorbike over the opened Tower Bridge just before 3:00am. If he’d gone in, no-one would have found him as the tide moves three times faster than any swimmer.
Interesting to see what we can and or will not read. Somebody mentioned Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (sorry, my erratic internet connection here deleted the post) but I persevered and ultimately loved it. However, the three above nearly killed me. Dave Eggars has an ego and a playful post-modernism that shines through his prose, […]
Most of my holiday bag is taken up with books. This week I’ve read three; Memoirs Of A Master Forger by ‘William Heaney’, Six Suspects by Vikas Swarup and Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy. The first two are easy reads. ‘William Heaney’ is in fact Graham Joyce, a wonderful writer who deserves to be more […]
Posted on 11th July 2009 |
I love this guy. In 90 seconds he’ll show you how to carve a roast, and it’s so obvious when you see him do it. (You don’t need to speak French to follow this or any of his other clips from Atelier Des Chefs).
Some while back I wrote about trying to track down the author of a wonderful book. She subsequently wrote to me, explained why I had been unable to trace her, and invited me to her home in Spittalfields (the full story features in an upcoming article in The Times). Polly Hope is a visual designer […]
Posted on 9th July 2009 |
These days the neglected and rather unlovely St Pancras Church on London’s Euston Road is barely noticed by commuters heading to work, but there’s a peculiar story attached to it. Supposedly, when the four great caryatids were delivered, it was found that they were too tall to fit into their spaces. The statues were delivered […]