The People’s Songs is one of those quintessentially BBC projects. Using 50 songs as springboards, it’s a musical and cultural history of Britain since the Second World War. As the name suggests, it’s all about how they affected ordinary people, rather than academics or celebrities. It’s fascinating stuff, narrated with his usual wordplay by Stuart Maconie.
James Herbert died earlier this week. I’ve read at least two of the Rats books and possibly some others, I can’t remember.
Honey, I shrunk the camper van, originally uploaded by spinneyhead.
Or maybe it would be more precise to call it a minivan, like those things "soccer moms" are supposed to drive. You could probably fit this in one of them.
Stability is probably poor, and collision protection nonexistent, but part of me wants this kei camper.
Somebody must have thought that a screwball comedy exploitation movie would be a great idea. They were wrong.
Someone is running around town killing women and stealing their body parts. It’s no secret who the perpetrators are- a camp and creepy undertaker profiting from the grieving relatives and his neighbours in the “Greasy Spoon Cafe” who are cooking up the stolen limbs as daily specials. Instead, the story concentrates on a rather well off down-at-heel private eye who’s in the habit of losing secretaries to the mutilators. After a bunch of meaningless scenes, the undertaker and his pals are dead and that’s that.
There’s no coherence to the comedy and not enough gore or nudity for an exploitation film, so there’s really no reason to watch it. But, if you still want to, you can buy The Undertaker and his Pals from Amazon.
This is not the rather wonderful Richard Lester two part adaptation, or even the enjoyably cheesy Brat Pack version, but last year’s attempt to launch it as a brand with 3D and fan service.
The Musketeers are introduced as the King of France’s elite secret stealers- ninjas with flintlocks, or James Bond and Ethan Hunt with repeating crossbows. Tasked with stealing one of Leonardo Da Vinci’s designs from a Venetian vault, they commit cultural vandalism by destroying everything else in the crypt. Then they’re double crossed and disgraced by milady DeWinter and Orlando Bloom.
Fast forward a year and cocky pretty boy D’Artagnan is in Paris looking to join the King’s guards. Cue the three-way duel and the fight with Rochefort’s guards, one of the few scenes recognisable from the Lester version*. The rest of the movie is full of made up silliness and plot holes you could drive a flying galleon through.
Yes, a flying galleon- the one design saved from Da Vinci’s vault. Because those are historically accurate and absolutely believable. They’re just one of the many effects or action sequences shoehorned in to cater for the presumed short attention spans of the fifteen year old boys all films are supposedly made for these days.
It’s not all bad, I admit- there are moments of humour and it looks really, really good- but it’s just nowhere near as good as Lester’s version. I recommend you watch that one instead, but, if you must, you can buy the 2012 version of The Three Musketeers from Amazon.
*I haven’t read the book yet, but for the purposes of this review I’ll presume the Lester film is close to it.
There is now a Spinneyhead Books page on Google+. Please do head over there and add it to your circles.
The page will feature all the books published under the Spinneyhead banner- those by Ian Pattinson and Garth Owen (and possibly some other, yet to be announced/discovered authors)- and the plan is to create some Google+ specific material or premieres.
I’m sure downloadable and customisable were amongst the requirements for the Perfect Sex Toy project. Not so sure about the acetone vapour bath, though.
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No. Wait, it isn’t.
To go with it, here’s the Internet Movie Cars Database.
Adding to my post from last week, Calum’s List
Hate to call it Calum’s List, but a lady intent on committing suicide due to the Welfare Reforms called it that, and the name has stuck in the internet Search Engines. “Calums List” is a Memorial Page to those who have departed this life, or been strained to near that limit. It is hoped that this Memorial Page will help narrate the problems, and in that way, persuade the Government and Parliament to improve Welfare Reform and make it FAIR and FIT FOR PURPOSE.