Don’t shit on your own childhood.
I have a new favourite film. Fuck Trainspotting and Pulp Fiction, Edward Scissorhands is where it’s at. I watched it again the other day for the first time in about 10 years and it rocked… I usually have an aversion to rediscovering things from your childhood, as turning back the clock inevitably tends to depreciate your memories and shit on your childhood. Dizzy Treasure Island on the Spectrum with the 10 minute loading sequence has somehow lost it’s appeal. As have 90% of films, games and tv shows. However looking back you do notice subtle things that weren’t apparent first time around. Jeff Goldblum was actually quite good in Jurassic Park. Johnny Depp was amazing in the film which wasn’t actually a comedy about a man with scissors for hands. And Roxette have never received the recognition they truely deserved for the groundbreaking Tourism album. I suspect I might be alone on the latter.
I have a new fetish for Burlesque dancers. In a world where you’re only two clicks away from spread legs, there’s something sexier about keeping your clothes on.
I would bore you all with tales of lazy days down the beach whilst most of you are working in this heatwave, but I’d hate to rub it in. So I won’t.
Fact of the day: Shopping channels exist on two levels. 1: For the fuckwits who brighten up their lives with their compulsion to spend. 2: For the more cynical viewers who watch solely to remind themselves that no matter how dissatisfied they may be with their own life, there are a lot more people who are filed under category 1. You might not have everything going for you, but at least you’re not bidding on some Diamonique plastic tat.
Posted: July 19th, 2006
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