June 23, 2006

Hitler, Hitler, Hitler - Hitlercats! HOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Exactly what is says on the tin.

Squeaky Hen

Dan Whitehead on how to write a Cockney Gangster Caper:

Because you're writing a British gangster film, you don't have to worry about a story. It's all about the slang. Make it as unfathomable as possible, and you'll have studio execs begging to lick the greasy residue from the back of your knees just to produce your edgy vibrant crime caper. As long as you have the right basic ingredients, you can pretty much just throw together a bunch of loosely connected scenes and sketches, throw them all in the air and staple them together in the order they land.

It worked for Revolver, and it can work for YOU!

June 16, 2006

Best. World Cup Song. EVAR.

Now, you know me, I'm not much of a sports fan (although I am a sports racer), nor am I much of a one for twatriotism (which is entirely distinct from patriotism). However, I do love cheese and am an unabashed fan of The Shamen, so dig this:

Zounds!

OK Smartie 2

Heh, I'm quite pleased with this one: it's a bit more consistent in terms of style and tempo than my usual semi-random mishmash. I also enjoyed including the "Go you blues!" sample. Tracklist here.

Yes, I know the Christopher Walken thing is old. Look at the concern.

UPDATE: Shite - I put up a copy encoded at 64kbps! AM-trocious! 160kbps version now up in its place. Eejit.

June 8, 2006

Looking for Freedom

Look, I know I'm into some seriously cheesy shit, but is it possible to be forgiven for evangelising this? I don't care. Do it. Do it now. Sign up. What, you don't trust them not to give your address to spammers? Like you don't get any spam now? Ok, then use a disposable free email address: that's what hotmail is for, after all!

June 7, 2006

Number one google hit for "visual glory"

This movie lacks originality. The script is poor, the budget is probably less than that of a high school play, the costumes look horrendous, the performers are stiff as nails, the dialog is numb, the landscape is barren, the cinematography is amateur, the props look like they are about to fall apart, and the pace is slower than drying paint. It was made in 1974, but seems as though it was made in the 1940's and in someone's backyard.

Artsy Fartsy movie with too much fart and not enough art. If you are in the mood for an artsy fartsy movie, look elsewhere.

C'mon, after a review like that I have to see it, don't I?

June 6, 2006

That it should come to this

At the risk of sounding like some kind of earnest hippie ...

I can't believe that there's even a public debate about this.

June 2, 2006

... is not being talked about at all

Hrm. Looking at my activity log it seems that nobody has attempted to put comment spam on this blog in over a month. A month!

Wow, does that mean that even bulk-linking comment spammers think that this site isn't relevant enough to bother with? Blimey.

Heh: Security Through Obscurity.

Never mind the Pollock

OK, so I had to post something to get those weak jokes off the top of the page. Everyone looks at this, it's neat-o.

Cheers Hoovard!