This post is about the ending to the Netflix series Ozark. I’m a bit reticent to write it, as I’m worried this blog may end up being just a film and TV and video game and book review blog, which it wasn’t my intention to have it as. But I guess things grow and mutate …
Controversial opinion: the Judeo-Christian God is really boring. What, just one dude, supposedly white and beardy, sits on a cloud with the angels and makes sure no one masturbates, and no men fuck each other? Boooooooooooring. Look at Hinduism, for example. They have Ganesha, a person with an elephant head and four arms. Or Shiva, …
I was going to write a piece about my top 5 Stephen King novels. I still will, just not yet. I was going to write a piece about some of the excellent books I’ve read recently. I still will, just not yet. I was going to just dump a load of quotes that I like …
Well, fuck me, what a ride. 6 seasons, yet only 36 episodes (BBC innit), and yet it feels like several lifetimes have passed since I checked out this Peaky Blinders programme that everyone is banging on about. It’s pretty fucking good isn’t it? That is, until season 6. Here’s my review of the final episode …
Let’s talk about transcendence, shall we? It’s 1am, and I’m writing this blog when I should be sleeping. You might say I’ve transcended the need for sleep. Well, even though your saying it would be a safe bet, it’s absolutely wrong. I absolutely need sleep; I have to be up at 7am, in just six …
I found something out yesterday, and I wonder if it’ll blow your mind as much as it did mine. Did you know that New York is real? You’re probably wondering what the hell I mean by this statement. Let me try to elaborate. Warning; this blog entry is going to be messy. I’m going to …
Earlier this week – it’s Sunday morning as I write this – I was watching John Hughes’ 1984 masterpiece Sixteen Candles. If you haven’t seen it, it stars heroine not just of the movies, but then entirety of the 80s themselves, Molly Ringwald. She plays Samantha, a young lady who, like all Americans in the …
Every fucker else is, so why wouldn’t I? Here we are, my 2021 review. The tl:dr of it is this; it was another year which COVID fucked up. The longer version is below. Btw, if anyone has read this far, hell if anyone even clicked on this, another year in review from another nobody, writing …
The song in question is ‘Outdoor Pool’ by Maisie Peters. I discovered it last week, on a train to London. Having not slept well, I gave up on attempting to read; sitting there, slowly swaying back and forth with the movement of the carriage, reading line after line only to read them again, not having …
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