During a conversation with Alien about the 2011 NHK taiga, I was taken aback to find out that besides agreeing with me on how smouldering-sexy-hot and perfectly cast Toyokawa Etsushi was as Nobunaga Oda in Gou, she had no knowledge of the history of the actor and his body of work.
I hate to use this term, but, really?
My love affair with british comedy continues.
Ye Mighty Comedy Gods, please let Miranda Hart and David Mitchell get on more shows together.
(If you’re listening, it would also be nice to see some afforable compilations of BBC Radio 4’s Just A Minute and Linda Smith’s A Brief History of Time-Wasting for fans who live outside of Britain and the cut-throat pound exchange rate.)
For better or worse, sometimes after watching a film, it takes up a little space in my head and won’t go away until it’s had its say.
Bloomington is one such film.
Hailed as one of the indie films to watch last year, it features the coming of age story of a former television child actress, Jacqueline “Jackie” Kirk as she navigates a new life in a university away from home. There, she wrestles her former stardom, hidden past trauma and a somewhat-illicit relationship with an older female professor.
Overheard whilst book-browsing at the new arrivals fiction section:
Girl: Blah blah blah blah blah…something to read….Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah!
Boyfriend: *picking up a book* Hey, so how about this one?
Girl: *outraged tone* I can’t possibly read this! It’s…It’s… THICK!
Since “Bell” Nuntrita Khampriranon’s turn on Thailand’s Got Talent went viral, the You tube video has garnered over a million in less than a week; I’m contributing to it by abusing the replay button; so Bell, you had better find a way to release a CD of the cover soon.
A link to a song I used to love has been in play at the office for the last few days. Perhaps somewhat befitting of my sentiments of times which are soon ending and new beginnings to be.
伍佰’s Last Dance
“We’re fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.”
— Japanese Proveb