Written by: silver

Contestants in the new series of ‘I’m Not Even A Celebrity But I Want To Be One!’ were shocked and angry to discover there are insects in the jungle.

Written by: one-eyed Jack

Written by one-eyed Jack

The unique brand that is James Bond was pretty much re-invented two years ago with the release of Casino Royale, and although there was a lot of scepticism at the time – such as a too short, blonde Bond – there can be little doubt that the new formula worked. That film has gone on to comfortably become the most successful Bond film to date, bringing in more than US$600 million at the worldwide box office, and winning a number of awards including a BAFTA for Best Film.

Written by:  Gorvid

They have been around since 1932 when a zombie first graced our screens in the film White Zombie. The legendary Béla Lugosi starred and, in part, directed. There is indeed something deeply unnerving and captivating about the idea of the dead walking the earth as there is equally something deeply thrilling about the concept of having it all to yourself.

Everywhere you look these days there seems to be an advert for this film. You will notice that the name of the star is in almost as big a font as the name of the film. Adam Sandler. He co-wrote, co-directed, co-produced and starred in this film.

When I was a kid, I used to like tinned cling peaches. Loved ‘em, couldn’t get enough of them. Peaches with cream, peaches with rice pudding, peaches with custard, peaches with more peaches. Then one day I stole two tins of them from the larder, went to the shed and ate both tins. Needless to say I was sick as a dog. And I’ve never liked them since.

Demonstrators in the US are protesting against the alleged lampooning of people with mental disabilities in Ben Stiller’s new film, ‘Tropic Thunder’.  The film satirises the excesses of Hollywood, but groups representing special people claim it is demeaning to people with intellectual disabilities. Critics have panned the film so it’s likely not enough people will see it to be offended.  Variety described the film as ‘thin, redundant and one-note’.

You know that Heath Ledger is dead.

Even if you mostly avoid the news, you know. You may even know that Christian Bale’s temper got the better of him in London recently, and a family barney ended with him sticking one on his poor old mum. Allegedly.

To begin with, I should admit that I’m both a huge fan of the Batman comic and not in any way a fan of the last Batman movie, which probably isn’t a great basis on which to review this film, but nevertheless I was stupidly excited about seeing The Dark Knight. And whilst I found the first incarnation of this new, excitingly-gloomy version of the franchise a massive chore - it should have been called Batman Begins In About 90 Minutes Time- I was cheered by the knowledge that at least having dispensed with the obligatory ‘who is this Batman, and where did he come from?’ characterisation rubbish, that this instalment could get down to business and get on with being exciting and Batman-y. Sadly, my crest could not be more fallen.  In its defence, The Dark Knight has perfect scoring, is beautifully, shot, impeccably cast, and has a brilliantly comic- book representation of both the Batman and of Gotham, but its- well- crucially flawed, really. The big problem is Batman. He’s just no good.

I was looking forward to this as a fan of all things scrap-heap-esque, and also as a major fan of Major Dick Strawbridge - and not just because of his more than excellent name that’s fun to say in a Kenneth Williams voice.