The Day After Tomorrow has got it partly right- London, and several other low lying parts of the country, is at risk of disappearing under the sea.
Hmmm. Eurovision. We should have blogged it live from Sabs and Griff’s house, because some of the acts were so bland I can’t remember a thing about them now. It would have been hard to match Terry’s sarcasm, mind. What I can remember-
Sweden’s song seemed to be the first EV entry ever about anal sex and a lack of KY (Chorus- “Hurts, oh it hurts, really hurts, In the middle of the night, In the light of the day, You know that it hurts, oh it hurts, really hurts“)
Turkey– a ska song about the effects of a dodgy kebab (“Up I wanna bring you up, Up I wanna bring you up, Do you want do you want”) I think there could be a market for Turkish Ska, I really do.
Ukraine– the winner, wearing just enough leather and dubbed Xena by Tel. The dubbing department suffered more than normally trying to keep up with the lyrics, and they eweren’t helped by her singing something different each time. (“Just maybe I�m crazy, The world spins round and round and round, shi-di-ri-di-duy, shi-di-ri-di-da-na, shi-di-ri-di-duy, shi-di-ri-di-da-na”)
I did try to take pictures of the copyright theft warnings they show before movies, but I was using a camera phone, so they didn’t come out very well. Cory Doctorow of BoingBoing has gone one step further and is now taking flash photos of them. He already feels ripped off at paying so much, though if he will go to the Odeon on Leicester Square that’s partly his own fault. Hell, if we can go to see The League of Extraordinary Van Helsing for less than two quid each I’m sure he can find a cinema in or around London that’ll charge less than a fiver.