“From the star. From the stars. The sea is the mother. The people are her bosom. Heaven is the playground.” And the so the festival...

“Our rooster's dead, our rooster's dead, He'll no longer sing kokodi, kokoda,” Koko-di, Koko-dull… that was dreadful, but then again so...

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...

That drawl, that stillness, that gaze. He is a fascinating watch, is that James Spader. Sometimes he seems like an entity trying to...

Sometimes a film feels like a mirror is being held up to you. Sometimes it feels like a little bit of déjà vu. The strangest of these is...

Happy Mother’s day and all that jazz! What better way to commemorate the day than exploring some of the most complex mother daughter...

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...

Well. What can I say? I didn’t hate, I didn’t love it. Indifference should let me forget about it, and to some degree I do. I am under no...

I saw Belle last night. I would love to divulge my extensive and, even for me, salty interpretation of modern day, post-lockdown...