Sunday, 31 December 2017

MOST ANTICIPATED BOOKS OF 2018

Whenever it gets to this time of the year I like to review my reading exploits from the previous 12 months. This time last year I wrote my Most Anticipated Books of 2017 list containing all of the books that I was really excited about. I normally write a huge list of books I'm looking forward to being released and then edit it down to about 15/20 books. It's a great thing to do because it gives me a whole list of books I need to buy and means I have a handy guide to the books I haven't read. I managed a whopping 4 from my list of 17 this year. A whole book more than I managed to read from my 2016 list. Please, hold your applause. No need for a standing ovation. No, I'm not a hero. So, yeah, I kind of fucked up but that won't stop me writing another goddamn list. Maybe I'll make it all the way up to 5 in 2018? Probably not but at least writing this keeps me busy for a bit.

Saturday, 30 December 2017

My Least Favourite Books of 2017

Yesterday I uploaded a top 10 list containing my favourite books out of the ones I've read this year. There were plenty of super obvious and unoriginal choices on the list but it's hard to deny how great they are. Whilst I was writing it I couldn't help but feel that my book choices have improved somewhat this year. I may not have made great strides in terms of the number of books I've read this year because, as I've mentioned before, I don't feel that reading should be a competition. However, I haven't read as many books that I've disliked this year. Normally I would have fallen into the trap of buying super cheap thrillers that are always half price following their super hyped release. I'm talking books like Girl on the Train and similar psychological crime thrillers. The kind of novel that always follows the same path as the previous psychological crime thriller but with a heroine with a slightly different emotional crutch. This year I made the bold move to stop myself being taken in by the hype marketing that surrounds certain books. I just can't do it to myself any more. I've done quite well on the whole so, when I was reviewing the books I've read in the last 12 months, I was shocked to find so many books that I'd enjoyed reading. There were a few glaring errors though and I thought it only right to highlight these to prevent anyone else making the mistakes I did.

Friday, 29 December 2017

My Top 10 Books of 2017

It's nearly the end of 2017 and, as is customary at this time, I am looking back over my literary year. I can't say that I've read a great deal this year but, having never set a reading goal for myself, I consider every book finished to be a victory in itself. 2017 has been a year of great reading slumps and hard slogs through difficult books. If we're talking stats, I finished 26 book at this point but, fingers crossed, I'll get another one out of the way before midnight on December 31st. I managed to read 4 of the 17 books on my Most Anticipated Books of 2017 list. I own less than I did from my 2016 list at this point but, more importantly, I actually one more of them. I guess that's a step in the right direction. Anyway, as I was looking back over the past 12 months, I was faced with an Instagram prompt that demanded I pick my top 5 books of the year. It wasn't as tough as I expected. I've read a lot of good books this year but only a handful of great ones. Almost exactly 10 as it turns out. What a happy, happy coincidence.

Thursday, 21 December 2017

TBT - A Christmas Story (1983)

Everyone has their own favourite Christmas film. It's a deeply personal and, often, confusing thing. I, personally, don't understand why anyone would say anything other than The Muppets' Christmas Carol but there are some weirdos out there. Love Actually is one of the those films that genuinely baffles me. There is so much love for that film but, when you really look at it, it's just awful. I know people who willingly watch it repeatedly throughout December. Who would do that to themselves? Netflix should stop trying to shame fans of A Christmas Prince and starting calling out the people who are watching Love Actually again and again. They're the real worries. Alongside the more contemporary Christmas viewing there are the real classic Christmas films that people just adore. Although, not all of them seem to be as popular over here as they are in America. I don't know why but it feels like A Christmas Story hasn't really translated to the UK market in the same way that most other Christmas films have. Every year I see and hear loads about it but, up until recently, I'd never seen the film myself. I knew quotes from it but had no context for them. After a recent prompt for an Instagram challenge I'm doing this month referenced the film, I decided it was finally time to watch it. After all, people seem to bloody love this film. Why else would it be played over and over for 24 straight hours? Oh god, imagine a world where somebody starts doing that for Love Actually? I couldn't cope.

Wednesday, 20 December 2017

The Christmas Song Book Tag

Christmas is only 5 days away and I've only got 3 days at work until I have a whopping 2 days holiday. Woo! Yep, I'm on the late shift on Christmas Eve and then back in work at 6am on 27th December. I never get a Christmas break as I'm always called upon to do this gem of a shift. It sucks but my manager's aren't willing to change their ways. Still, I am desperately trying to get in the festive spirit by watching Christmas movies, wearing Christmas jumpers, and endlessly listening to festive jingles. It works some of the time but, as anyone who works in any kind of retail/hospitality job this time of year knows, it's hard to not let the season of good will break your spirit. No matter how many times I play my favourite Christmas song on repeat. Speaking of, what is your favourite Christmas song? I read an article recently that made the bold claim that the best was officially All I want for Christmas is you by Mariah Carey. I really doubt the validity of their statement because I, for one, wasn't asked my opinion. I fucking hate that song and, whilst I'm at it, I hate Fairytale of New York too. It's not cool to like it because it promotes alcoholism and includes swearing. It's a shit song that doesn't promote the festive spirit. My number one? Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses or anything featuring the Muppets. I've got simple tastes. As you'll see in yet another Christmassy book tag.

Tuesday, 19 December 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Christmas Inheritance (2017)

There's a thing with Christmas movies that mean the expectations regarding quality shift. I mean there's got to be a reason so many people love the film Love Actually when it is, clearly, the worst thing ever made. I mean it's a horrible mix of plots that are offensive and irritating and really not very romantic. I have a complicated enough relationship with Richard Curtis without this affront being played a million times every December. But there is a genre of Christmas films that really scrape the bottom of the barrel. The kind of unoriginal TV movies that are churned out in amazing quantities by the likes of Hallmark. And, apparently, Netflix have been trying to get in on the act. Last week I reviewed the film that the Christmas film of 2017: Netflix's original A Christmas Prince. I watched it and, to my surprise, didn't totally hate it. I mean I mostly did but I still found some festive pleasure watching it. Still, I was happily done with the "genre" until I was shown the trailer for Netflix's second big holiday production: Christmas Inheritance. I'm starting to worry about the inevitable increase in the number of recommendations I'll get from the age 12-14 film category because of these films. Ah, what the heck, my recommendations are already pretty fucked up thanks to all of the 90s gross-out comedies that I've watched.

Sunday, 17 December 2017

Sunday Rundown - That's What She Read

Are you ready for Christmas? The big day is only about 7 days away and I still haven't got my sister's main present. To be fair, her birthday was only 2 days ago so I was more focused on that than her Christmas present. I have also got her a few small bits so I'm not doing too badly... right? Plus, there's the added stress of waiting for everything to be delivered. I love getting all of my shopping done online but that does mean relying on Royal Mail to get it here in time. Plus, the desire to buy stuff for myself. I can't even talk about the number of Christmas jumpers that I've nearly bought over the last few days. I'd probably have had enough for every day of advent if I'd let myself go crazy. I, at least, have been pretty good at not buying books. If it weren't for having to buy a secret Santa present for someone at work then I wouldn't have had anything to discuss this week.

Thursday, 14 December 2017

TBT - Angel of Christmas (2015)

After I watched A Christmas Prince the other day I went on a bit of a Christmassy binge and watched a few films. Not all of them good. As anyone who has read my lists of the best and the worst Christmas films ever made will know, there is a huge variety when it comes to the quality of Christmas films. Now, I've watched a lot of shit ones in my time but usually only indulge in my favourites. It never really feels like Christmas until I've seen A Muppet Christmas Carol and, obviously, I really fucking love Die Hard. I tend to stick to a select group of tried and tested classics throughout December so newer Christmas films aren't really on my radar. Still, the terrible A Christmas Prince hadn't made me want to vomit quite as much as I thought so I went back to Netflix for today's TBT post. I picked the first film that sounded remotely similar but, let's face it, all of these TV Christmas movies are basically the same premise. Young girl, media job, carefree young man, festive magic, romance, the end. How bad could this really be? Spoiler alert: really fucking bad!


Wednesday, 13 December 2017

12 Days of Christmas Book Tag

So Christmas is officially on 12 days away. I think I've got/bought most of my presents but I still need a few bits. I'm not nearly as concerned as I should be though. I'll just find something online and hope for the best as always. But the 12 days thing has got me thinking about something that bugs me. It might just be me but I get incredibly irritated when people use the phrase 12 days of Christmas incorrectly. I see so many online sales pre-December 25th called the 12 days of Christmas and it makes me crazy. We all know the 12 days of Christmas starts on the day itself and goes on until 5th January. Stop misappropriating it. Advent is advent. We don't need another thing that's only half the length. If it's just because you like the song then we'll write a fucking advent song for you. Now, you may be sitting there think "why don't you just chill out with a mulled wine?" Well, I'd love to but I can't help it. It's just not right. Plus, it would mean I didn't have a convenient link into today's bookish post. I don't have anything to review or rant about (other than the my mini rant above) so I'm doing another tag. As it's that time of year, I'll do the 12 Days of Christmas tag... even though it's before December 25th.

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - A Christmas Prince (2017)

You gotta love Netflix. I mean the platform has revolutionised how we all consume television and film. It's made our lives all so much easier for such a small price. I'm waiting for the day they get their own version of the cinema where you can pay to watch current film releases from the comfort of you own home for a small fee. But until that day Netflix is on hand to provide its own original programming. Let's be honest, what with Stranger Things and everything Marvel related, the site is nailing the television element. Although, they haven't exactly found their niche when it comes to films. They've done some great things and some truly horrendous things. Something that it is more than willing to admit. Yesterday, 11th December, the twitter account tweeted the following:

To the 53 people who've watched A Christmas Prince every day for the past 18 days: Who hurt you?
You gotta admit that that's a bold move on behalf of their social media person. Not only are they openly calling their newest Christmas release shit but they're making it seem as though they use their stats to mock their members. I know that, supposedly, there's no such thing as bad publicity but this might be one of the exceptions. This tweet didn't really get me thinking about Netflix and their use of my viewing data. I assumed they'd be doing all sorts of shit with that anyway. No, it got me thinking, just how bad is A Christmas Prince?

Sunday, 10 December 2017

Sunday Rundown - That's What She Read

Up here in the good old North of England we were promised a snow storm to end all snow storms. Okay, nothing that dramatic but if Ned Stark had been here he would have forever been saying "Winter is coming". It was getting so bad that everyone I work with was starting to panic about how they would get to work. Except me, obviously. It's just a bit of snow. The other night, as I was putting the bins out after work, I stepped I felt super Christmassy as the snow fell gently around me. Snow is too magical to be a pain in the arse. I love the way British people react so strongly to changes in weather. Our weather is hardly extreme but suddenly, at the mere mention of a blizzard, society starts to collapse. Imagine if we did start experiencing the kind of freak weather that other countries face so often? It'd be like Lord of the Flies or some shit. Take public transport, for example: you get a slight snow fall and suddenly the trains are all running super late. It's not like we're dealing with The Day After Tomorrow levels of snowfall here. I mean, we don't need to be start sending Gerard Butler into space anytime soon. Other countries manage to get by with more snow than we do. How is it so hard here? It makes me laugh every time we get to December. People start treating the word "snow" like it's Macbeth and they're all about to go onstage. We should just get it over with and start calling it "the white weather".

Friday, 8 December 2017

FBF - Spectre (2015)

So, you may have noticed that this week's Throwback Thursday post has actually become a Frowback Friday post. Last night was my work's Christmas party so I was a little too busy to be posting. It also means, considering I started work at 7 am this morning, that I had no fucking sleep so I'm totally exhausted. So, I imagine this is going to be a pretty dire review of Spectre. I meant to write it as soon as I got home but, because I'm such a pathetic individual, I fell asleep instead. I'm not even 30 yet and I can longer cope with a night of shenanigans without every muscle in my body aching. It's not as if I was even hungover. At least that would make sense. I'm just pathetic. Anyway, I'm here to review Spectre, which I watched for the first time this week. I loved Skyfall so was really interested in seeing how the follow up would work out. There was a time when it was believed to be Daniel Craig's final time in the role so it was kind of bittersweet. I wasn't entirely convinced that Craig would make a good Bond but he's really grown on me. I think he's perfect so it's hard to imagine anyone else in the role. I love T Hiddle but really don't think he should get it. Equally, I think Tom Hardy is amazing in every way but I have my doubts. My top choice? Idris Elba. Do I think it's likely? Well, he's getting on in age a bit so who knows. Anyway, Spectre has a lot to live up to for many fans. Skyfall had done so many wonderful things and we all felt Craig deserved a decent farewell. Plus, it was the first film for ages without Judy Dench. I bloody love that woman and everything she did within this franchise. I know The Grand Budapest Hotel really turned me around on Ralph Fiennes but I still wasn't sure he could live up to the Dench. I mean she doesn't give a shit about the CIA. Her role as M was phenomenal. But I digress and I really do need to get to bed asap.

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Book Review: The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

Anyone paying attention to my weekly reading rundowns of late will know that October and November weren't exactly stellar reading months. I can't even remember when I started The Underground Railroad but it was at least the beginning of October. I only finished it last week. Admittedly, I took a quick beak in between so I could read And Then There Were None but still. It took me fucking ages. Not because I didn't enjoy the book but because I'm such a terrible reader. It's been a couple of months of work madness and illness. The kind of nights when I'd settle down to read only for my eyes to immediately start to droop. I genuinely never thought I was going to get through it. But I persevered. I mean I had to. This was 'THE' book of 2016 and we're nearing the end of 2017. I couldn't leave it any longer. Although, having still not read loads of my most anticipated reads of the last 2 years, I guess I could have guessed it was going to be a struggle. One day I'll learn how real book bloggers do it and get through multiple books a week. Though, I suspect to do that I'd have to give up work. Although, after the day I've had, I wouldn't be dead against that idea.

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Kingsman: The Golden Circle (2017)



I was really surprised by how much I enjoyed the first Kingsman movie. It was an insane but really enjoyable spy film that even managed to make Colin Firth seem edgy and cool. I never would have thought it was possible but I guess Matthew Vaughn and Jane Goldman did the same thing with Nicolas Cage in Kickass. Kingsman is one of those weird films that everyone seems to love. Even my mother watched it when it was on Netflix. It had the benefit of being batshit crazy, incredibly funny, and well-made. It was perfectly over-the-top and a perfect antidote for the decreasingly self-aware Bond franchise. In recent years, James Bond has gone from being a camp British icon to something of a Hollywood bad boy. He no longer feels the need for insane and unnecessary gadgetry and, instead, uses her sheer muscle mass and martial arts skills to get the job done. Kickass took us back to a time when spies were gentlemen carrying umbrella guns and exploding pens. It was great. So, I was pretty gosh darn excited by the prospect of the second one. Especially when it was announced that Channing Tatum, Jeff Bridges and Halle Berry were all joining the cast as an American version of the UK's Kingsman organisation. All 3 of those actors are, in their own way, incredibly talented. As you probably know if you've read some of my stuff before, I have developed a love of Channing Tatum since I discovered he has a sense of humour about himself and now I long to see all of his films. I swear it's all about his comic timing... there's definitely nothing of interest to me underneath his shirt. No way. Never.

Monday, 4 December 2017

Monday Rundown - That's What She Read

So, eagle-eyed readers out there will realise that I'm a day late with my weekly rundown. That's because I only got back from London today. I've had a lovely but busy weekend visiting my friend so decided to leave this until tonight. The weekend has been great. I watched a terribly Christmas classic in Jingle All the Way on Saturday night but balanced it out by watching A Muppet Christmas Carol immediately after. I listened to some poetry, visited the design museum and went round an incredibly patronising exhibition about the North. As two Northerners we couldn't help but cringe about the awful way the Somerset House exhibition portrayed Northerners. It was totally misjudged in tone and, really, only helped strengthen unhelpful stereotypes about the North/South divide. But I don't want to get into that right now. On with the rundown.

Thursday, 30 November 2017

TBT - Man on the Moon (1999)


As I said in my Tuesday's Review of Jim & Andy this week, I'm sure that I've seen Man on the Moon at some point in my life but, for whatever reason, I couldn't remember it. I guess it's mostly because I really don't know who Andy Kaufman is. Not only was he not really a 'thing' in the UK but I wasn't even born when he died. I'd heard of him but certainly had no real appreciation of his popularity or supposed genius. My interest in this film will basically have come down to my interest in Jim Carrey. As with most people around my age, he was probably one of my favourite actors growing up. As I kid my sister and I loved his films. We rented the VHS of Liar, Liar on a number of occasions and I'm pretty sure we watched The Mask so much that the ribbon started wearing down. Oh my god, 90s kid problems, am I right? Kids today... etc etc etc. So, after watching the documentary this week and with the film currently being available on BBC iPlayer, I decided it was only fair that I rewatch it for today's review. This isn't exactly going to be a massive review but it's taking me ages. Not because of the film but because I'm procrastinating. I'm heading to London tomorrow to stay with a friend and I need to get my stuff together. Instead, I'm watching some shitty cooking show on Netflix and not writing this. I'm definitely going to regret this when it gets to midnight and I still don't have my clothes ready for the morning. I'm nearly 30, when exactly does the part of my adult brain kick in that gets me to pack quickly and efficiently? I miss the days when I wasn't expected to do anything the night before we went on holiday. Conveniently, the days that this film would have been coming out.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

The Guilty Reader Tag

 Ah how foolish I was all those weeks ago when I promised an additional weekly post full of useful stuff. Turns out Jeff Goldblum was right and life, er, finds a way. I feel guilty with every passing Wednesday that I don't post something bookish so I've decided to rectify this by posting a random tag I found on the internet. I thought the Guilty Reader Tag seemed appropriate. I'm a guilty blogger and a guilty reader, after all. As well as not posting often enough recently, I really haven't been reading enough. I blame the fact that I've been ill but that was only really for a week. I'm just stressed and tired about work. So I can't concentrate on the text. Plus, the chapters seem to be a lot longer at the moment. I don't know what's happened. Next week my intention is to have a review of The Underground Railroad up. I wanted to do it this week but I fell asleep mid-chapter last night. I should definitely have it done soon so will have a proper post up. If not, you can just expect easy/shitty tag posts from now on. Sorry.

Tuesday's Reviews - Jim & Andy: The Great Beyond (2017)

I first saw the trailer for this Netflix documentary on Facebook and I was obsessed. To be fair though, I've been obsessed with Jim Carey's descent into whatever kind of existential crisis or performance art he's been going through over recent years. Watching him declare his love for Emma Stone and talk about his shitty paintings with absolute sincerity has been super fascinating. So to get the chance to see the supposedly buried behind the scenes footage of the 1999 film Man on the Moon. The trailer promised footage so outrageous that Universal didn't want it to be released in case Carey came across as "an asshole". I mean who wouldn't be interested in that? Although, I can't say that I really remember the film. I'm absolutely positive that I've seen it because I have the vivid image of its opening scene in my head. It may just be because it's so iconic but I'm sure I remember watching that black and white shot of Carey as Andy Kaufman in front of a black screen apologising for having to cut the movie down to that opening scene. Anyway, it doesn't really matter. I still really wanted to watch this documentary. Mainly because, as a kid, I loved Jim Carey films. My sister and I were obsessed with the second Ace Ventura film and I can't even begin to describe how much I still love The Mask. Oh, and the bloopers for Liar, Liar, we would absolutely piss ourselves every time we heard him say the word "goose". Plus, you know, I love it when famous people start to go insane. Like when Robbie Williams started talking about how he believed in aliens. I loved it.

Sunday, 26 November 2017

Sunday Rundown - That's What She Read

This week has been awful. Last Sunday I came down with a bit of a cold that quickly turned into the worst thing that's ever happened to me. I've spent this week at work feeling like I was submerged under water but at a depth that was causing me intense pain all over my body. There was genuinely a point when my headache felt like a bunch of tiny pixies were repeatedly stabbing me with their tiny pixie knives. Then there was the guy who was attempting to jab a screwdriver through my eyeball several times a day. It's been dreadful. I tend to get a bit pathetic when I'm ill. I just lie down and accept death no matter what the affliction. So, I haven't had a very exciting week. Especially considering I was expecting to have finished my current read by now. November and October were really shitty reading months for me. Must try harder in December.

Thursday, 23 November 2017

TBT - Left Behind (2014)


I promise you that I definitely meant to write a bookish post yesterday but I've recently contracted the plague. My head feels like it's full of sea water, aquatic life included, and I swear there is someone trying to jam a screwdriver through my right eye. There are various liquids slowly seeping from every available space on my face and my nose would come in handy on a foggy Christmas Eve night. Yesterday, during the worst day of my cold so far, I genuinely believe there were tiny pixies stabbing me in the head with tiny swords. So as you can see, I really wasn't in any state to try and come up with a post for you. I am hoping to have recovered enough by tomorrow to manage something but we'll see if I survive the night. In relation to today's TBT post, I have to admit that I'm kind of ashamed that I watched this film but, again, in my sensitive state, I really wasn't able to focus on anything too taxing. So I took to Netflix and searched for Nicolas Cage. Boy was I left with a myriad of shit. My friend and I always disagree about Nicolas Cage. She's convinced that he has more good films than he does. I admit that there are a few decent ones out there but, let's be honest, the ration is more in favour of the bad than the good. Still, I will say that his films are probably worth a watch just for how bad they are. I mean, I'm in no rush to see Drive Angry again but I'll never fucking forget it.

Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Geostorm (2017)


There was a time, back in about 2012, when I genuinely believed that Gerard Butler was going to be a great actor. I admit, this was mostly to do with the film Coriolanus where he blew everyone's minds by being fucking awesome in Shakespeare. Since then, Hollywood has continued to cast him in underwhelming action movies or shitty romantic-comedies. How many of you out there can name a Gerard Butler movie that they enjoyed? Okay, I'm sure a few of you will have said 300 but then we have to get into the whole Zack Snyder debate. I mean the guy fucking sucks! Look at what he's doing to DC. I mean I'll give him Watchmen because I was one of the few people who liked it. Anyway, I can't get into this again. So, ignoring 300 (because we'll never agree) name a Gerard Butler film that you actually like? It fucking tricky, right? Can you even name 5 Gerard Butler movies? They all pretty much meld into that it's really difficult to tell them apart. Kind of like Vin Diesel, if you've seen one Gerard Butler film then you've seen them all. Or at least that's what I thought before Geostorm came out. I genuinely believe that this film marks the very moment that Gerard Butler became the new Nicolas Cage. It was a film that looked so preposterous that I never planned on seeing it. The kind of film based around such dodgy scientific fact that you walk out of it feeling like fucking Stephen Hawking compared to the writers. Still, I wasn't counting on being full of cold this week. I wanted to watch and review the new Netflix film Mudbound because it looks bloody amazing. My brain wasn't quite prepared for that though. So yesterday, overcome by the various fluids that are slowly filling the hole where my face normally resides, I decided it was a good idea to actually watch the film that made Gerard Butler one of the most unconvincing American scientists ever seen on screen. I mean, it is only about 109 minutes long. Even in as close to a snotty death as I was, that was a length I could manage.

Sunday, 19 November 2017

Sunday Rundown - That's What She Read

So, this week a new Oxfam books store opened up a couple of doors down form work. I always try to buy books from charity shops if I can because it makes me feel less guilty about indulging in my passion despite having no space or money for books. You know, it doesn't become a present for myself but a way to help the less fortunate. I'm not treating myself; I'm doing a good deed. It's taken all of my willpower to not stop in every day this week and I managed to come away only having gone in their once. I made a small (ish) haul and was incredibly satisfied with the results. I also happened to be shopping at the same time as a rather attractive young man. A life of reading books and watching sappy TV and films had prepared me for this moment. As we were both browsing the classics section we would both reach out for the same book. We'd laugh awkwardly before bonding over our love of books. Boom! Love, marriage, kids. We all lived happily ever after. What actually happened was: I nearly tripped over my extremely long coat after perusing the bottom shelf, I nearly bumped into him and I left the shop no closer to finding my soul mate than I was walking in. Why can't life be as simple as it is when an author is neatly plotting every twist and turn?

Thursday, 16 November 2017

TBT - Hunt for the Wilderpeople (2016)


You may have gathered from my review of Thor Ragnarok on Tuesday that I fucking loved the film. It was the funniest Marvel movie that I've ever seen and was the most enjoyable cinema experience I've had all year. I know that, as a massive fan of the Thunder God, it was inevitable that I was going to adore this film but my love of the most recent film in his series of solo films comes from mostly from the work of director Taika Waititi. Waititi has a habit of making films that are as much fun as saying his name over and over. I remember adoring the delightfully weird Shark vs Eagle way back when and his mockumentary What We Do In the Shadows managed to breathe new life into the genre that Christopher Guest has almost single-handedly wore down to the bones. Waititi, as I suggested on Tuesday, was an incredibly unusual choice to make Marvel's latest big blockbuster. The New Zealand director has preferred to stay away from big productions and has specialised in smaller, quirky comedies. One of which keeps appearing in my Netflix recommendations and catching my eye. I've wanted to watch Hunt for the Wilderpeople for ages but, like everything else I see on Netflix, I kept passing over it in favour of watching Stranger Things or Rick and Morty for the umpteenth time. So, I decided, to fit in with my last review, it was a good opportunity to finally watch it. To me 2016 doesn't really qualify for a TBT post but I think there are times when I can make exceptions. Certain films deserve a loophole or two.

Tuesday, 14 November 2017

Tuesday's Reviews: Thor Ragnarok (2017)


I have to say , considering the quality of the previous 2 Thor films, it's been pretty difficult to be a fan of Marvel's God of Thunder. He has always been my favourite male superhero in the Marvel comic book world but it's been hard to convince non-comic book fans that he deserves that title. Iron Man is the funny and cool one thanks to RDJ. Captain America has, the best Marvel film, Winter Solider, to make himself look better. But Thor? He's had a pretty poor showing in terms of solo film outings. I say as someone who adores the first Thor film but also understands that it leaves a lot to be desired. I understand the second one is dire but we don't need to go into that again. This back catalogue of frustratingly weak films have meant that a lot of people have overlooked Thor. He hasn't made enough of an impact. His own films are just irritatingly lacking and he tends to get lost in the huge ensembles of the two Avengers movies. Heck, he wasn't even allowed in Civil War. Instead Thor was benched along with the other Avenger that nobody really knows what to do with: the Hulk. The problem is the very concept of the Thunder God. He's so caught up in mythology that there is a tendency to play him straight. Living up in his own realm of the God's means he feels even less realistic than the rest of the line-up and that really is saying something. His roles in these films have left Thor feeling like the weak link in the chain. He's neither the funniest, the most badass, nor the most memorable of the Avengers. Hollywood just doesn't know what to do with him. Or at least they didn't. From the minute the first images of Ragnarok came out I was convinced this would be the film we Thor fans have been waiting for. It had Guardians of the Galaxy style humour, an 80s aesthetic, and a fucking awesome soundtrack. Even before I'd seen it I was sure it was going to be my cup of tea. Of course, the fact that it would also serve as the closest we'd get to a Planet Hulk movie was just an added bonus.

Sunday, 12 November 2017

Sunday Rundown - That's What She Read

Yesterday was Remembrance Day and, as usual, we had a 2 minute silence at 11am at work. Except, we weren't given our usual warning before it started and I was so distracted by what I was doing that I didn't realise what time it was and started chatting away whilst everyone else was silent. It was awful. One of those moments where you have an out of body experience and just start shouting at yourself to 'shut the fuck up'. Thankfully, it wasn't for the entire 2 minutes but I can imagine all the customers sitting silently and listening to me gabbing away to myself. I was mortified. I think it's such an important practice so can't think of anything less disrespectful. I recently read somewhere that about a third of young people are refusing to wear poppies because they believe it glorifies war. If it's true and not just journalistic sensationalism then it's absolutely fucking ridiculous. How can you be accused of glorifying conflict by remembering the people who died to bring freedom to persecuted people? Also, the money raised actually helps the armed forces. It's not promoting war but helping people who have been affected by it. I don't whether it's just that I, having read a load of WW1 poetry in my time, have a pretty good grip on the grim reality of the conditions facing soldiers in the 'Great War' but I think wearing a poppy is an important practice. It doesn't mean your buying into the notion that war fixes everything but it means we'll, hopefully, learn from out past. Anyway, I wasn't planning on getting in to this so let's just get down to business.

Thursday, 9 November 2017

TBT - Notting Hill (1999)



I'm not going to lie to you guys, my schedule has gone a little awry this week. I didn't watch anything for today's post yesterday as I intended so had to quickly find something appropriate whilst browsing Netflix as soon as I got home from work. It's the end of my working week so I'm pretty tired and just picked the first film that seemed like an easy watch. It certainly doesn't link to my review of 6 Days from earlier this week. I do prefer it when there seems to be some method to my madness but that definitely isn't the case. However, I'm a consummate professional so should be able to come up with a logical reason if you'll give me a moments thought. Ahem. I opened Tuesday's post talking about how Jamie Bell will always be Billy Elliot in my eyes, which links to the star of today's film I guess. To me and most people in the world, Hugh Grant is, and forever will be, the bumbling, floppy haired idiot who starred in loads of Richard Curtis romantic comedies. I don't think I'll ever be able to take him seriously in anything and have just come to believe that any Hugh Grant film I see will basically just be Notting Hill 2 or something. Which is fine, I guess, as I don't exactly go rushing out to see Hugh Grant movies any more. This isn't the 90s for fuck's sake. However, it is late on a Thursday night and, having to be up early to get shit done tomorrow, Notting Hill seemed like a fairly adequate choice for my viewing pleasure. It's actually been ages since I saw it.

Wednesday, 8 November 2017

Book Review: And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

I'm supposed to be reading The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead at the moment. I started in October and got about halfway before I decided it was time to read some more appropriate reading for the scariest month of the year. It might not be the first choice for a Halloween read but I decided it was about time to reread And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. I always find it a bit weird to reread a crime novel because it has a completely different feel when you know whodunit. It's not necessarily a bad thing to know because you start to pick up on things that you didn't the first time. I guess a more pedantic person might try and pick apart the plot knowing what you know but, for me, I think it's just worth reading a classic Agatha Christie novel whenever you can. She is still the Queen of Crime for good reason. Something that I find worth celebrating as we reach the 100th anniversary of the publication of her first novel. I've tried to read contemporary crime fiction but, to be honest, I'm fucking bored of psychological thrillers with unreliable narrators and super dark themes. Every other week we're being introduced to 'the new Gone Girl' which would be fine if I'd actually felt that Gone Girl was actually worth finishing. I found it tired and predictable. It was obvious we were being played with but it wasn't a good enough book for me to let myself be taken along for the ride. These days, it always seems like crime writers are just trying to one-up the last big sensation and it's getting too out of control. Girl on the Train was not worth my time and every book I've read that tried to build off that was abandoned early on. I know classic novels like Agatha Christie's seem tame in comparison but they are based on well-crafted narratives and not cliched plots. If you call yourself a fan of thrillers and you haven't read anything by her then you're really doing this reading thing wrong.

Tuesday, 7 November 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - 6 Days (2017)

The problem with an actor playing an iconic role early on in their career means that they are forever carrying that character around on their shoulders. Look at Daniel Radcliffe who, despite seeming to take every random opportunity that comes his way, is finding it difficult to come out of the shadow of the Boy Who Lived. As much as I want to watch every new film he stars in as a new Daniel Radcliffe film I can't help but see Harry Potter everywhere. Similarly, I have often had problems separating Jamie Bell from Billy Elliot. As such, every role that I've watched Bell play has just seemed more childish than it should have done. He's tried to do plenty of serious stuff over the years but all I see is that young ballet dancer pretending to be a grown-up. Which is a massive shame because I really like Jamie Bell. He just hasn't ever quite found that one role that changed the way people, or at least I, perceive him. For the last few years he's done a variety of different thigns that have had varying degrees of success. He was perfect as the title character in The Adventures of Tintin but was recently in the reboot of Fantastic Four that never really worked. I admit that I was
unconvinced after seeing that he was going to star in a film as a member of the SAS. Would I ever be able to see anything other than Billy Elliot with a gun?

Sunday, 5 November 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

Remember, remember the fifth of November, 
Gunpowder treason and plot. We see no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot! 

As I write, I'm surrounded by the sound of fireworks going off in every direction. To be honest, I have mixed feelings about Bonfire Night. I enjoy fireworks as much as the next person but, as someone who loves being indoors, I am slightly apposed to the idea of being stood in the dark and cold for a long period of time. Still, despite having only had about 4 hours sleep on Friday night, I dragged myself out of the house to watch our local display. It was pretty fun and I'm glad I went. Even if I still find it weird that we all happily celebrate the attempted murder and subsequent torture of a load of people in 1605. Like, "oh yeah, Catholics had it so bad that they were driven to try to blow people up before they were found and violently killed. Let's all stand around having a great time." Anyway, I've discussed this issue enough today so let's get on with the rundown.

Thursday, 2 November 2017

TBT - The 'Burbs (1989)

Without being too mean, my neighbours are weird. Well, the mother is super weird. She has this incredible obsession with her garden, which causes her to lose her mind every so often. At the end of October it was fucking windy as Storm Brian passed over the UK. Overnight the weather went mental and blew over a few of her plants. The wind didn't really let up for the entire weekend but that didn't stop my insane neighbour wrestling with her trees to get them to stand up. It was quite a sight. It's not the first nor will it be the last time she goes on a crazy gardening rampage. She's the kind of woman who, when you accidentally cut your hedge too short, will start having an emotional breakdown in the garden because she doesn't like it. But, hey, we've all been there, right? Am I scared that one day her intense love of horticulture will lead to more violent pursuits? Sure. You might say I'm being paranoid but it's probably got more to do with the fact that I've just watched The 'Burbs. But you have never seen my neighbour. If you told me she had a big collection of bones hidden under her house then I probably wouldn't be shocked.

Wednesday, 1 November 2017

TBR? More like WTF.

In my life as a member of the Bookstagram community the beginning of the month marks the moment where a large proportion of user share a shot of the books they intend to read in the coming 4 weeks. As someone who religiously follows a couple of photo challenges for my inspiration I am often expected to become involved in the TBR pile craze but every photo I've ever posted using that hashtag has proved to be a massive lie. I don't think I've ever read any of the books that I've included in any of my TBR photos unless I've already been reading them at the start of the month. For me, one of the big problems with Bookstagram is the inevitable pressure that comes from comparing yourself to other people. Even though nobody is really competing with anyone but themselves it doesn't necessarily feel like that. Over the years I've felt that my inability to follow a simple monthly TBR is a flaw and some kind of failure. Well, until I decided to just say "fuck it" and do what I like. After all, life's too short to make and follow a TBR.

Tuesday, 31 October 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Brad's Status (2017)

For me, the experience of applying for university was a nightmare. I had to apply twice because I had to resist one of my A Levels. For my friends A Level results day was a time to celebrate and look forward to their journey ahead. Me? I ended up in tears and having to call my mum to look after me. I didn't get a place so was faced with either going through clearing (something my head couldn't deal with) or taking a year out and trying again. That was back in the day when there weren't many places left in clearing so I, inevitably, went for the latter. This means I experienced my fair share of open days. They always left me feeling more than a little overwhelmed. I once went to one at Sheffield, which I attended on my own as part of a last minute decision. In hindsight it was probably a bad choice because, in those days, I wasn't exactly known for my ability to navigate. I somehow managed to find my way to where I needed to be but promptly got lost in the city during a break. Now I'm so old that this was before we all carried smart phones with handy maps in them so I just wandered around until I eventually made my way back to campus before my tour began. It probably made me a
better person and gave me a handy answer for the question "tell us about a time when you had to solve a problem under pressure". In the end I went to Lancaster University for my undergraduate course. My first visit to my alma mater was on Valentine's day, a fact I remember because my father, when he had briefly wandered off, was given a heart chocolate from a student. I made that sound way creepier than it was to; people were handing them out to everyone. Still, I'll never forget that first visit to the place that shaped so much of my life. I'd never really gotten over the fact that I lost my place at Sheffield the year before so it was decision that I was never sure about. Well not until about one week in to my first term. Everything just started fitting into place and I realised that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

Sunday, 29 October 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

This week I bought one of these 100 Movies Bucket List scratch off posters with the intention of watching every film on it in the coming few months. There are plenty of films that I've already seen and a fair few that I haven't. As I mentioned in my last post, I'm not a massive fan of horror films so there's more than a few classic horrors that I'll have to force myself to watch. I'm thinking of making it a blog thing so I can keep updating my progress as we go along but we'll see. As of this moment, I have only scratched off one panel and that's only because I promised myself I was never going to watch Dirty Dancing again. I know people adore it but that film did nothing for me. I just found it irritating and silly. Although, I do admit, that the final dance sequence is something I like to watch on YouTube every now and then but I've always been a sucker for a good dance sequence in a film. It'll probably be slow going but 100 films doesn't seem like such a terrible undertaking. We'll see how much it affects my reading.

Thursday, 26 October 2017

TBT - Young Frankenstein (1974)

Halloween is fast approaching and, if I were any kind of film blogger, then I'd be using this post to review a classic horror film. However, I am always held back by the fact that I'm something of a wimp. I've never been a big fan of the horror genre and have avoided many of them. It's not the violence as much as it is the jump scares. It doesn't take a lot to have me leaping out of my seats so I'm constantly on edge. This is bad enough in non-traditional horror films, like Alien or something, so how would I cope watching a film that was created with the sole intention to scare the shit out of me. It's not something I'm very proud of but I am what I am. There are some notable exceptions, obviously, but I tend to just let the biggest horror sensations pass me by. Really, though, I have no real interest in being scared. I don't want to pay to see how far a writer will go to try and terrify people willing to pay for the experience. I know certain people enjoy the rush of watching these films but I just don't get it. Maybe it's because it's harder for me to go back to normal and turn off the fear response? Who knows. Whatever the reason, I just never have a desire to
watch horror films so, in order to celebrate this time of year, I'm doing the genre the only way I know how: by watching a parody of it.

Tuesday, 24 October 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - The Founder (2017)

I've always liked Michael Keaton. I think I'd be bold enough to say that he's my favourite Batman (sorry Adam West) and who can't love him in Beetlejuice? I mean the guy's had some misses, everybody has, but there's nothing I really hate. Well, expect the super depressing and dark Jack Frost, which I've already moaned about in my list of worst ever Christmas films. I think I'd watch Keaton in nearly anything so I was already excited about the idea of The Founder. Now I can't say I know much about the history of McDonald's or that I was ever really planning on watching a film about it. However, as soon as I saw the trailer for this film I was desperate to see it. Obviously, knowing me as well as you do, it should be clear that I never got round to seeing it. I've hardly seen any of the films I was intending to see this year. In fact I've barely done anything that I was intending to do this year. I shouldn't have any expectations for myself because I inevitably get distracted by real life and feel useless. I've always said that if I ever win the lottery (the
chances of that being incredibly remote given that I never buy a fucking ticket) that I'd still have to work otherwise I'd go crazy. Honestly though, I could easily just stay at home and watch films and read all day every day. I don't even think I need human contact. It's all so overrated and I have a lot of catching up to do. Starting now with this film.


Sunday, 22 October 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

Bit of a confession time to start with: I've just got Netflix back and it's meant my amount of reading time has decreased quite a bit. I knew I was going to go back before Season 2 of Stranger Things came out but I've so easily fallen back into my usual binge watching. I've read a bit but definitely not as much as I should have. I'm definitely blaming work; if I wasn't so tired I wouldn't find it so easy to just collapse in front of the TV for hours. It would also mean I'd have finished writing this post hours ago instead of now. Although, to be fair, I have been busy today. I've taken my usual load of Instagram photos (with a new Halloween aesthetic - so look out for that) and then I've had a good tidy. I'm, once again, trying to sort out my life and get rid of loads of stuff I don't need anymore. Like clothes I haven't worn in ages or don't fit. Eventually I'm going to own a normal amount of items and be able to walk around without having to step over piles of books that take up every inch of available space... but that doesn't sound too much fun really.

Thursday, 19 October 2017

TBT - Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

It's weird to think, especially after just watching Dead Men Tell No Tales, that Johnny Depp was nominated for a 'Best Actor' Oscar for the first POTC film. Yep, Depp's portrayal of Captain Jack Sparrow was deemed so brilliant and original that it earned the actor his first Academy Award nomination. I guess it's difficult to think about this now, particularly considering that Depp and Disney are basically just flogging a dead horse with every new outing for the pirate Captain. Sparrow no longer feels like a breath of fresh air but a pathetic attempt to cash in on families and super fans. I guess it's not just the character either. Back I 2003 I was a huge fan of Johnny Depp. The man was the indie darling who had done so much great work with Tim Burton. His Keith Richards impression single-handedly made pirates sexy again and made it okay for men to wear eyeliner. He showed that he had what it took to be a big Hollywood star and that he could bring in the big bucks. Since then he's gone further and further off the rails. Look at the films he's made over the past few years. Loads of over budget passion projects, major flops that he should have passed on, and lots of other forgettable roles. Of course, there's the accusations of domestic abuse on top of it but it's not like that's stopped him. He still managed to land a role in the Fantastic Beasts Franchise and is set to star in the upcoming Murder on the Orient Express even with that cloud over his head. I'm not about to make any moral assumptions about a man I've never met but it just sits ill with me that he got no negative feedback from it. Anyway, with this in mind, I think it's time we go back to a time when Johnny Depp was still an actor that you could love.

Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Classic Gothic fiction - where to start?

I've been a huge fan of the literature of the Romantic period since I was 16 years old and I first read The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. It was unlike any other poem that I'd ever read and I wanted to read more. I attended Lancaster University as an Undergraduate and was able to immerse myself deeper into that period. Obviously, a University that is so close to the Lake District has a strong connection to Romantic poets so it was easy to indulge my passion. The more I read the more I loved it. I fell in love with Byron and Shelley. I adore Mary Wollstonecraft and Mary Shelley. I've grown frustrated with young women sighing over Keats and championing Jane Austen as a pioneer for modern feminism. It's been a long and fulfilling love affair with a period of literature that has such a rich literary and historical significance. Something that I further explored when I studied Romantic Literature and Culture for my Postgraduate degree. Of course, when I told most people the name of my course they assumed I was studying the works of Gilly Cooper or something. Seriously, if I had £1 for the number of times I've had to explain it to people then I still wouldn't be able to pay off my student debts but I'd have a fair few pound coins.

Monday, 16 October 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales (2017)

Let's be honest, even leaving the possible domestic abuse to one side, Johnny Depp has well and truly gone rogue in recent years. No offence to the man but he's kind of a walking parody of himself these days. I mean I wouldn't be shocked to discover that the actor genuinely believes he is Captain Jack Sparrow. It's the only thing that explains the fact that he won't stop making Pirates of the Caribbean movies. Watching the 4th film was painful enough; those fucking mermaids man. Then we have to suffer the indignity of a 5th. It just stinks of desperation. This has been a dying franchise since the 2nd film because, let's face it, there was only so far you could go making films based on a fucking theme park ride. Yet, Disney keep flogging that dead horse and are back with Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales. A film that, for some unknown reason, was renamed Salazar's Revenge in the UK. Now, it was bad enough that I actually watched this film but to have to watch it with this god awful title? That's too much. So I'm defying my geography and referring only to the superior title. Salazar's Revenge? For fuck's sake, that sounds like a really terrible soap opera or something. This is the POTC movie that, basically, nobody asked for so to give it such an underwhelming name for its European distribution just seems like a super bad idea. Although, with the news that a 6th film is dependent on DVD sales it may actually pay off for us in the long term.

Sunday, 15 October 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

So, finally, I've sorted my computer woes and bought a "new" laptop. I say new but it's actually just an old, refurbished one that I can use until I figure out what I'm going to do next. Although, I can't exactly say my woes are over because the screen is cracked/scratched and the seller is being an arse about it. I guess I'm just destined to be a loser when it comes to technology forever. Anyway, we're here again with another Sunday rundown and, unfortunately, I don't have much to report. I've tried to get further into my current read but I've been super tired all week. It's been touch and go if I was going to make it through a chapter (something I need to do) before I go to sleep until last night when I just couldn't do it. It's been leaving me feeling a bit anxious all day so I'm planning on having a good reading sesh tonight. As early as possible to give me enough time to finish.

Thursday, 12 October 2017

TBT - The Borrowers (1997)

There is something so wonderfully British about The Borrowers by Mary Norton. A small family who survive by, let's be honest, stealing bits and bobs from the humans whose house they inhabit. Norton wrote a beloved series of books about thieves and managed to make it seem perfectly reasonable. It might have something to do with the fact that she finally answers the question regarding all of those random objects that go missing without a trace in your house. Ever put down a paperclip or something and gone back to find it not there anymore? It's alright, a Borrower probably just used it to make some sort of climbing device. I don't remember reading the books as a child but I do remember the BBC television series starring Ian Holm and Penelope Wilton. That was definitely a British classic and something I was reminded of in my third year of university whilst studying a children's literature course. That series was the second of two television adaptions of Mary Norton's works but it wasn't until 1997 that these tiny people made their way onto the big screen. Whilst writing my review of The Sense of an Ending I was trying to think back to the first time I would probably have seen Jim Broadbent acting in anything. I can't remember for sure but I'd bet The Borrowers would definitely be one of them.

Wednesday, 11 October 2017

Haruki Murakami - where to start?

In recent months my most successful Instagram posts have been either shots of my (admittedly) enviable collection of vintage Penguin books and my, almost complete, series of Vintage Books Murakami novels. There is something about both Penguins and Murakami that gets the Bookstagram world all a flustered. Which is good because I'm a lover of both obviously. I never have a definitive answer for the question "who is your favourite author?" but I guess Murkami would always come close to the top. There's something about his weird and wonderful worlds that just capture my attention. Whenever I showcase my Murakami editions on my feed, the question I am asked most frequently is "which would you recommend to read first?" As a result, it is a question that I have thought about a lot more than I ever really anticipated. The act of picking your first book by an established author is a weird one, isn't it? I mean you would instinctively want to go with the most critically acclaimed or most popular novel. However, especially with an author like Murakami, that isn't always advisable. It is also a question that is deeply personal to the person you ask. I could very easily tell you to read one novel whilst someone else would suggest an entirely different starting point. However, following on from last week's vow to post something potentially useful, I've decided to set forth a few ideas of how to get into the works of Haruki Murakami. Even though, I should point out, I'm no expert and cannot claim to have read everything he's ever written.

Tuesday, 10 October 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - The Sense of an Ending (2017)

Despite all of my best efforts I am still without a computer of my own. Not, I would like to point out, because of my limited skills but because of the postal service. I am awaiting an important component to arrive before I attempt to revive my busted laptop. So, I'm once again writing today's post fairly quickly during an interval in which I have access to the internet outside of my phone. Which is a shame because I've wanted to see this film for ages. The Julian Barnes novel it was adapted from sat on my bookshelf, unread, for years. As winners of the Man Booker Prize go, it's a pretty small book but I just couldn't bring myself to read it. Until a few years ago when I did and promptly realised that I probably should have waited for a bit longer. It was a great book, don't get me wrong, but I think it deserved a better reader. It was one of those books that really takes you to the heart of a character and explore's the idea that our individual history's will always be, in some respects, unreliable. I definitely want to read it again because Barnes is a great writer and it's such a complex but readable story. So, when I discovered it was being turned into a film starring the fabulous Jim Broadbent I knew it was going to be a must see for this year.

Sunday, 8 October 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

Writing something in Blogger on an iPhone is fucking awful. Yes, I know this is starting off this post in the most #firstworldproblems kind of way but I've only been doing this for the length of the song Hit Me Baby One More Time and I already want to bash my head in. So, as you can probably guess, my laptop is still busted. I'm hoping I'll have the tools I need by Monday otherwise Tuesday's review is just going to written in emojis or summed up with one word. Either that or we'll try voice to text and have a good laugh about how shit that technology is. In other news, I've spent all of today lying in bed feeling sorry for myself. I've had a cough for a few days and this is my first day off since I got it. Which means whatever is slowly ripping away the inside of my throat has successfully drained me of any energy. It's just another good excuse for this post being so shit I guess. Have pity on a dying girl guv'nor.

Thursday, 5 October 2017

TBT - The World's End (2013)

So, after my big spiel yesterday about a fresh start and uploading more content my bloody laptop has decided to have a huge breakdown. It means I'm having to find whatever means necessary to post today's TBT whilst also figuring out I can put my questionable computer skills into good use to save it. At the very least I'll do better than my University flatmate who managed to blow my PC whilst trying to save his own, pretty ancient machine. Anyway, enough of my technological woes. I've managed to get access to the internet without having to type a lengthy review on my phone. A prospect I really wasn't looking forward to. It's bad enough having to type the captions for my Instagram posts. I don't know if I just have particularly chubby fingers but my iPhone keyboard clearly isn't made for me to use. I honestly don't understand how people can write anything longer than a tweet on a touchscreen. Now I realise that I've gone full Grandma pretty quickly here but, as I've mentioned a lot recently, I'm starting to feel my age a bit. It is exactly 5 months til I turn 30 but, in my head, I still believe that I'm 16. It's not the ageing itself that I feel upset about; I've always been something of an old woman so am really looking forward to having a valid excuse to stay inside playing scrabble all day. It's just that I've done so little in the last 30 years. I've had the same job since I was 16 and, if my recent applications are anything to go by, I'll be hanging on to it for some time to come. I know I'm a fully fledged adult now but, surely, this is too son for a mid-life crisis? I haven't even learnt to drive yet so I don't know how I'm going to fulfil the necessary requirement of buying a sports car.

Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Blog Update and 5 Weird Facts About Me

So, anyone who has been around for a while will have noticed that last month I neglected to publish a 'TOP 10 WEN-SDAY' in September. My excuse?  Well, to be perfectly honest, I've grown tired of the whole thing. It was never really my favourite post to do and I was regularly having to madly finish it at around midnight. I just never had any good ideas and, most of the time, was just writing it for the sake of it. I've never wanted this blog to be about posting shit for the sake of it. Though it might not always read like it, I want to post stuff that I'm happy with. I write this blog because I enjoy writing and for the experience. It's not really about engagement or anything. So, for the time being at least, I'm scrapping the whole Top 10 thing. Instead I'm going to be posting more regularly on a Wednesday (or whatever day I can). I won't promise it'll be every week but I'm gonna try. The hope is that these new posts will be helpful in their own way. Most probably more literary in theme or a bit more personal. At least until the end of the year. Then, if I need to overhaul everything in 2018 then so be it. So, as a starting point, I'm reposting something that I recently updated to Instagram that I rather enjoyed doing. It's 5 (ish) weird facts about me. Let's do this.

Tuesday, 3 October 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - The Answers by Catherine Lacey


For a recent Instagram challenge I was asked to review my favourite September read using only emojis. This proved difficult for various reasons. The first being that I, shamefully, only read 2 books this month and wouldn't really say I loved either of them enough to name a favourite. Then there was the problem of the actual review. It's going to be difficult enough to sum up my feelings for Catherine Lacey's The Answers with words so doing it using tiny digital pictures wasn't exactly going to turn out great. I'm already working from the disadvantage of being a fucking idiot so trying to dumb down my already dumb opinions was a recipe for disaster. Anyway, I cobbled something together but it's hardly the most useful review I've ever written. Not that I'm sure any of them have ever been any help to anyone but we've all got to have a hobby. I never read Catherine Lacey's debut novel Nobody is Ever Missing but I was drawn to her second novel from the first time I read about it. It featured in my 'Most Anticipated Books of 2017' list and I spent most of the year lusting after it. I don't really know what I expected from this novel. Part of me thought it sounded like an episode of Black Mirror and the other thought it might prove to be a bit more chick-lit. Whatever it was going to be, I knew it was going to be better than the truly disappointing One of Us if Lying that was my other September read. There's very little that could have been worse but I've already discussed that.

Sunday, 1 October 2017

SUNDAY RUNDOWN - THAT'S WHAT SHE READ

This week has seen me get more than a little bit nostalgic. My oldest friend, I've known her since I was about 4 years old, is turning 30 in a couple of weeks. She celebrated last night so I've been looking through old photos organising a present. I wouldn't say that I'm exactly bothered about turning 30 but I am struggling to accept that I'm not where I thought I'd be by this age. Looking back just 15 years and the change is huge. I has the naive belief that I'd have left university and got the job of my dreams incredibly easily. I was set up by the television and films of my childhood to think that adult life was easy. Instead, I'm still madly searching for a job and still living with my parents. It's not exactly the stuff that dreams are made of. Anyway, I've got my lovely books to help me escape from my real life problems. That's why I need so many. The more problems then the more escape routes you need.

Thursday, 28 September 2017

TBT - Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story (2008)


Yesterday I left work a little early after feeling super ill all day. I was knocking back pints of ginger beer and peppermint tea in the hopes that it would prevent the waves of nausea that kept hitting me like a tsunami. So when I finally got home all I wanted to do was get into bed and watch the film I always watch when I'm sick. I know it's a bit of cliche but how can anyone watch anything other than The Princess Bride when they're stuck in bed? Well, as luck would have it, I couldn't find my copy of the film so had to pick something else. Thankfully, the case of Who Framed Roger Rabbit? flashed out at me from the shelves and, as I haven't seen it in ages, I thought it would be a nice treat. If only the fucking DVD had been where it was meant to be. So, to top off an already shitty day, I'm left blankly staring at a sea of films that I'm really not in the mood for. So I do what any person would do in 2017 when they can't make up their mind: I googled it. Well, I googled "random film generator" and eventually came up with this. I'd never seen Walk Hard before but I used to live with a guy who spent ages trying to convince me it was the
greatest thing ever. I also adore everything about John C Reilly. So, after spending way too long on such an insignificant decision, I was finally wrapped up in the bed I'd been dreaming about since 9 am that morning.

Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Tuesday's Reviews - Atomic Blonde (2017)


Okay, let's get the awkwardness out of the way as soon possible, shall we? Charlize Theron is fucking perfect. It's entirely possible that the only reason I had any interest in this film in the first place was because of this perfection. However, I grew to really want to see the film for itself. It looked liked everything great about the Bourne and Bond franchises but with a female lead and 80s soundtrack. I mean if anything's guaranteed to get me excited then it's that. Despite appearances, I'm a huge fan of great action films. Anyone shooting their way out of a situation or beating people close to death gets me super excited. Not in anyway that anyone needs to worry about. I mean I'm not repressing my secret urges to start my own fight club or anything. I just like watching actors fight other actors in screen. Before I saw the film, I watched a behind the scenes video concerning one of the films major action sequences. I'll be honest, it made me feel things that previously only the sight of Tom Hiddleston's face had been capable of. Watching Charlize Theron performing her own stunts is now the greatest thing I'll ever see. If I ever have a near-death experience I want to see that video flash before my eyes instead of my life. She's a fucking badass. In my mental list of top female badasses, Theron is now competing with my beloved Gwendoline Christie for top spot. Now that's a fight I'd love to see.

 
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