For years, I’ve been plagued by the horrible feeling that something was missing from my life. Maybe a shotgun wedding, a illegitimate child oran addiction to prescription drugs would fill that dastardly hole. And then, with life at its most hopeless I stumbled one hungover morning into Gertrude and Alice and found salvation and meaning in the form of NAMENAYO CATS.**A 1981 Japanese literary phenomenon, it features walking, talking kitty cats in elaborate, period costumes proclaiming such profound truths as ‘HEAR ME SCREAMING’ and ‘SATURDAY NIGHT IS OUR NIGHT!’ Paulo Coelo eat your heart out, my life is now complete.
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WeekendThough it’s a small film, Weekend grabs at a lot of big ideas that will needle you long after it ends. Writer/director Andrew Haigh crafts...
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Tinker Tailor Soldier SpyWhere Ian Fleming’s espionage is flip and glamorous, John Le Carré’s is dreary and cynical; George Smiley is the anti-James Bond. Still,...
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Woollen Kits, ‘Woollen Kits’ ...If it was early nineties Spin magazine would no doubt be calling this ‘slacker’ rock and yes it has a loose and relaxed feel but...
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Poolside Boners: an owner’s manual ...Most of the men who read this publication are well through puberty, but not so far through it they’ve forgotten the sheer humiliation that...