Only the roads are old

A short film of a Mayan family fishing and living on the sea surrounded by beautiful wilderness (Bancho Chinchorro) and shortly put, there's nothing but fishing and living on the sea, but it was weirdly captivating all the same. As a side note, my cats don't watch much television or films, but one of them sat this one right through, mesmerized, I think that's fucken revealing because he's a smart little creature.

Lunatics don’t need training

Apparently there was (is?) an Ozzy Osbourne column in Rolling Stone magazine where he as Dr. Ozzy answered readers questions on things like sex, death and health. And now it's made out to a book. I reckon, most of the answers were given by his own doctor, his lawyer, assistant and Sharon, but a decent read nevertheless.

Watching disciples of the satanic rule

It's amusing how Sam Dunn and Scott McFadyen kept asking everyone has Grunge anything to do with Metal and everyone said no absolutely not, until someone finally said something along the line that maybe it has something to do with Metal and that was enough to include Grunge to the history of Heavy Metal. Grunge should have been replaced by Death and Black Metal and this would have been - if it ain't already - the best and most definitive Metal documentation ever produced. Of course, some influential bands and subgenres were left out and the Hair Metal and Nu Metal episodes were hair-raisingly embarrassing, but that's just my personal hatred on them. Few interviewees stood out, namely: Bruce Dickinson, Arthur Brown, Steve Harris, Geezer Butler, Ronnie James Dio and, of course, Lemmy.

Giant evil gods

Greatly refreshing stab at horror, quite something different, fantastic evil creeps, funny shit.

Fake fire

Maybe it ain't fair to cut it for a two hour and thensome movie to say it's just a sugarcoated and chaotically directed Hollywood version of Battle Royale, but I don't think it deserves much more.

Karma lurks with sobering consequence

Nothing special this, watchable cop thriller riding The Fugitive coattails, but Éric Cantona is my new favourite French action star since...well, no one.

Earth's mightiest heroes

I don't know. This had like hundreds of thousands of superheroes, but somehow it was boring, it was horribly long, the jokes were lame and it felt that few of the actors were there just for the paycheck. Maybe I didn't watch it the right way, maybe I had a hangover, I don't know.

How rare can blood be?

This modern-day-Peckinpah gives a wrong picture of - I'm quite sure picturesque - Mexico, but I don't care because the movie is great and Mel Gibson, he doesn't care because he's on fire.

The lilies bloom

They made a movie of one of those Olsens whining, screaming and crying her heart out.

Apex predators

Okay, these three Seattle boys find this hole in the ground and there's this glowing alien entity in there and the boys get infected or something, and then they can, like, move objects by thought only and, you know, fly to places. And one of them totally freaks out and the superpower thing ain't so cool - more like frightening! - any longer and all hell breaks loose. Still, it wasn't that bad of a film.

Enough endorsement

"When I became a cop, I had my nerves removed."
"I was born with a gun in my hand."
"That yoghurt-sucking mutant."
"Long live the death penalty."
"I'm not afraid of anything. Except world peace."
Just a few quotes from the king of cool. I reckon - maybe The Office (U.K.) and Seinfeld excluded - I haven't laughed as much with any other sitcom. Still, a fucken much more brainier than generally considered. Utter brilliancy.

Kill die blood

To no offense, but anyone finding this murder dark humour outrageously funny and dead cool, is a stone cold idiot.

Pawsome

I have a soft spot for cats and own a couple myself (they own me, is the appropriate expression), therefore to me a book like this is unputdownable. I found it in a local book store, read a few pages, bought it, walked back home and read it through. That's how good it is.

The glint of light on broken glass

It's not a joke. The Danes, Norwegians and Swedes are doing the best crime fiction right now. Lilyhammer, the Pusher trilogy, Wallander, Jo Nesbø, Arne Dahl, Jens Lapidus, Henning Mankell, Millennium trilogy, Forbrydelsen, etcetera. And Broen is a prime example. Absolutely gripping Scandinavian crime. 

Gay Elvis

Wiseguy Frank Tagliano (Steven van Zandt) in witness protection in rural Lillehammer and, while at it, disarrays the local police force, motorcycle gang and them ordinary folks. His first assignment, if I remember it correctly, was to hunt down a wolf and kill it dead. Wacky fun.

King Kong of Copenhagen

A great - grotesquely brutal - finish to the trilogy. You rarely see criminal underworld depicted so convincingly.

All told, kindness is not fashionable

I don't care much of traditional magicians, but Derren Brown's shows always fucken spellbound me.

When they come for you

Some 80s naivety is there, sure, but other than that this is a surprisingly intense and wicked prison movie.

Hell hath no Führer

Political satire and science movie trash. I was well and truly fucken entertained.

Sardines thrown in to the sea

Kind of a crazy story in this French action thriller, quite too crazy, but the former football Eric Cantona has become a bloody charismatic actor over the years, so didn't mind sitting the film through.

Rides like a wind

There's a picture of Walter Hill on the words "a movie average done" in the dictionary.

The ocean called

I've seen people complaining that the 8th is not on a par with the rest of the Seinfeld seasons, but that's rubbish or at least I saw no difference myself. Funny shit.

The journey from shame to resentment

Very good. Fast-moving mob story with plenty of violence and quite dark humour. Not far from something like The Sopranos. Wasn’t that happy with the structure of the novel, it had too many flashbacks and the whole story was terribly busied from start to finish, but very well worth the read.