watch it: “When Cats Attack”
Vicious monster…
Vicious monster…
…even though all the U.K. press saw the film tonight… and even though there’s a ton of reviews out of the U.S. already available. They do realize that people get the Internet in England, don’t they?
“There must be more than this provincial life…”
I’ve got a few reports from readers that the site is suddenly crashing Internet Explorer 8. It looks like something to do with whatever Disqus did in the last few days to update the commenting system…
Zynga’s been teasing its new English farms for ages, and now the farms are finally here. I was able to start mine yesterday… and what do I find as a decoration alloted to me? A police box!
Lunkhead Channing Tatum as a soldier in Roman-era Britain? Must be processed Hollywood cheese, and hence hootingly entertaining, right? But Tatum acquits himself admirably here, in a film that clearly intends to ensure Hollywood cheese is the last thing that comes to mind…
I just love seeing male fantasies and male inadequacies played out in children’s cartoons about talking animals.
Sand underfoot for Jaws? Or maybe that “incredible smell” from the trash compactor in Star Wars?
Remember, girls, dating is all about your date’s accessories. If he can afford to ski, he can afford you!
I’ve attended panels about Doctor Who. Hell, I’ve been a panelist talking about Doctor Who at conventions… like the one I did at Worldcon in Los Angeles with Paul Cornell. But I’ve never seen a panel lineup quite like this one before…