There are two things that, particularly and respectively, have puzzled and annoyed me for quite some time. The first thing, and I admit freely that I am probably just a mutant, is the idea of anyone crying tears over the death of anybody with whom they are not personally acquainted. Yes, I can completely understand [...]
Imagine my considerable surprise when I received an email from a producer at Channel Ten’s The Project, asking if I would be part of a story about women who are, as they say, ‘childless by choice’. The fact is, naturally, that the lure of being on television meant she could have requested I be part of a story [...]
I did not have an especially exciting time at university and resent anyone who did; hence my slavering over any scandals concerning residential colleges. The most recent of these, of course, concerns St John’s and its outrages; among them the way in which faeces are ‘routinely found’, as the Sydney Morning Herald hilariously put it, inside the kind of [...]
My viewing of Dan Mazer’s new film, I Give It a Year, was preceded by the sight of a hugely muscular patron demonstrating that the business of buying a cinema ticket via your mobile phone and then having the usher scan your phone to enable entry to the cinema is not nearly as straightforward as it looks on the cinema’s [...]
Well, here I am, posting twice in one week, which is unprecedented in my entire writing ‘career’, thanks both to my own laziness and minuscule number of interests, and such a flurry of activity on my part is due entirely to this business of media personality Chrissie Swan having been caught smoking while she is with child. [...]
I’ve been in a temper since Sunday, due to having had the misfortune of reading Susie O’Brien’s ludicrous column about Nicole Kidman in the Herald Sun. As such, I apologise in advance to anyone reading this piece for the fact that it is not even an attempt at humour – rather, I have written it because [...]
When I went to see Judd Apatow’s This Is 40, it was shocking to note that the film, in the first weekend of its Australian release, was being screened in the tiniest cinema at The Rivoli. When I compared the situation to the circumstances in which I saw Knocked Up (the work to which it is, of [...]
Amazingly, I did not take to The Secret Life of Us immediately. What happened was that I visited Melbourne in 2002 and had a grand old time, meaning that when I returned to Sydney, I felt a longing to watch anything at all that was set in the Victorian capital – and this was a potentially [...]
Occasionally I’ll view a film, or a live show of some kind, and it will make me realise that the world has reached some kind of apocalyptic stage whereby there is simply no point in humanity continuing. The first time I felt this was when I attended a performance of Oh, What a Night, a jukebox [...]
Thanks to a generous friend, I just saw free of charge the film One Day. In common with almost no one, I had been wanting badly to see it, although this was largely because if I can’t see a motion picture about either a hedge fund manager (whatever that is) who is concealing immense financial losses; or about someone [...]
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