London photo of the day: police post box
In Piccadilly Circus. I don’t know what a police post box is, but people seem to think it means “rubbish bin.”
In Piccadilly Circus. I don’t know what a police post box is, but people seem to think it means “rubbish bin.”
No spoilers here, if you’re in the U.K. and you’ve been good and won’t see this episode till tonight, when it finally airs on BBC One. There are no spoilers because there’s pretty much no way to spoil this episode: it’s all setup… all the setup we’ve already heard about.
I just love how happy Daniel Radcliffe looks…
It’s really lovely to see all the affection they and host Caitlin Moran have for the show and the characters, and to hear them talk about it in a funny, intelligent way…
Dirty boy. Have a shower.
Can you see the big geek grin all over my face right now?
Are we seeing a seimic shift in how Hollywood operates, perhaps akin to the shift to blockbusters in the late 1970s? Can Hollywood endure making only movies for kids? What will Hollywood look like in 10 years?
In the Russell Square tube station. Every time I see a “way out” sign, I thinky, Groovy.
This is simply a great flick: powerfully emotional, profoundly resonant, scary and funny and intense and wholly enrapturing.
I thought the squishy Adipose stress-relief doll was sorta icky — not that I didn’t buy one for myself! — but this one has got it beat…