I am angry. I am done in. Maybe it’s the mid-Master’s burnout speaking, the bitten-off-more-than-I-can-chew speaking, the...

Well, I never thought I would be ticking things off my bucket list already. Never gave my bucket list much thought, nor do I have any...

I don’t feel old. I’m not, I really am not in the scheme of it, but damn do I feel something. I say it a lot, too, but it’s not the right...

This blog is two years old. What is proving to be the most expensive diary I have ever owned, I avoided an article conception simply...

It’s only the most famous film trilogy of all time, right? It’s only an opportunity that is too good to refuse, right? To see those films...

It’s New Year. It’s not a new me. There was no article delivered by me in December. Dreadful. I got a new-ish job, worked a lot, felt...

Halloween! Where did you come from? Do I wish I could remember how I’ve spent the month I should have been indulging in all things...

Sometimes I write. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes, I can't remember if I've done either. Greetings, all and welcome to the turmoil of a...

The night I learnt of Richard Branson’s safe return following his space flight I stared up at the stars. The galaxies far away shied away...

Farewell Kentaro Miura. Farewell to an inspiration. Thank you for Berserk and for your magnificent creativity

Two weeks have passed since this blog has been updated, probably more. Things seem to get worse rather than better and now the inevitable...

Have you ever talked to the know-it-all, well-read type? The type who read the book, the comic or cite their favourite films as The Tree...

It's strange. I feel I'm treading on the same ground over and over, but here we are again. Another Lockdown, another disillusion. All...

This won't be a long post. I'm a little tired to be honest, and want to spend some more time considering my upcoming opinion piece. Next...

As have many others in this last wave of summons, I have been contacted by work. So I must return in the next couple of weeks of August...

I still remember the first scene I ever saw Olivia de Havilland in. Sweeping towards the audience, matronly in her large hooped gown,...

Last night I dreamt of a wigwam. Tall and narrow, I was one of six crammed in with no way in or out not matter how much the construction...

Ill-guided self-promotion or delusional egotism, call it what you will. But today I want to talk about my first attempt at making a film....

*Minor spoilers ahead – predominantly vague* The world is in a bit of a muddle; sometimes we all get overwhelmed by the misery that...

A massive party. An eruption of fireworks in the distance, The cheering from the neighbourhood as a step up to my window, struggling with...