Duties include: Working out how dirty I can let the building get without Lisa complaining and then cleaning to this exact standard.
— The CV
Duties include: Working out how dirty I can let the building get without Lisa complaining and then cleaning to this exact standard.
— The CV
Are we all still following this? The 2003 original is a rather violent, rather messed-up tale of love and revenge that features live octopus eating and a final dénouement that knocks you for six. Suffice to say it’s impossible to rewatch the film - or presumably, the American remake - in the same way as someone coming to it fresh. According to /Film, Spike Lee is planning to throw in a few new ingredients of his own:
Mark Protosevich has come up with new elements to it that will throw off the audience who have seen the original movie because there are new characters and new situations that present themselves in a way that changes the story but eventually go in the same direction.
So there you have it - it’ll be a little bit different but it’s heading in the same general direction. Josh Brolin and Colin Firth are set to star.
Nothing merely “happens” any more: every occurrence is now an “event”, which leaps up and down pointing excitedly at itself. Once, the end of a school term would be marked with a shabby disco down the village hall; you’d turn up wearing the one pair of jeans you owned and circumnavigate the dancefloor nodding your head to the sound of Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go. Now, in 2011, teenagers don outfits chosen by their personal stylist weeks in advance and arrive at their school “prom” in a stretch Hummer. Come, friendly asteroids, and fall on Earth.
Some excellent choices being made in The Guardian’s ongoing “My favourite film” series. Tim Jonze picked Withnail And I:
Like all great comedy films, you’ll notice new lines with each viewing. When I revisited the film I couldn’t believe I’d missed the potted cauliflower in Monty’s living room as he raves about his love for growing vegetables (“I think the carrot infinitely more fascinating than the geranium”) or Marwood’s withering line about having to listen to “yet another anecdote about [Monty’s] sensitive crimes … in a punt with a chap called Norman who had red hair and a book of poetry stained with the butter drips from crumpets.”
In yesterday’s instalment, Paul Hamilos went for Rushmore:
Rushmore is a film of these small, beautifully observed touches, with an unimprovable soundtrack arranged by Mark Mothersbaugh. The scene in which Bill Murray aimlessly throws golf balls into his swimming pool while drinking whiskey as he is forced to endure his wife flirting with her tennis coach, before performing a dive bomb off the high board, fag in mouth, tells us everything about his despair. This is all backed by Nothin’ in the World Can Stop Me Worryin’ ‘Bout That Girl by The Kinks, which is just so right.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” Aunt Mag shouted, “We’ll be killed right here in this hotel. Let’s get out of here.”
On its tenth anniversary, we reassess the cult phenomenon.
I vote for: yes.
Don’t do drugs, stop hating your thighs, buy shares in Google: from the book Dear Me, 10 celebrities write letters to their 16-year-old selves with some choice words of advice
Thrillseekers risk their lives taking a walk along “world’s most dangerous path”
Teetering along a crumbling walkway over 100 metres high, a group of intrepid climbers carefully inch their way across what has been dubbed the most dangerous path in the world. And they’re not alone. Adrenaline-junkies have been flocking to southern Spain to experience the 110-year-old El Caminito Del Rey before work begins to refurbish it next year.
The vast Siberian tundra holds untold mysteries, from once-secret nuclear installations to alleged UFO crash sites. Now, a team of scientists insist they are “95%” sure that Russia’s wintry expanse is home to the mythical yeti, otherwise known as the abominable snowman.
With Google Street View, which allows us to traverse instantly from a schematic road map into the tumult of the road itself, we boldly zoom from the map to the territory and back… we have succeeded at folding many unruly miles of earth, from Manhattan to the Arctic Circle, into our own Grand Map. And, using our newfound ability to step through the cartographic looking glass, we began making discoveries.
The flippant (but obligatory) short answer is, “Whatever they tell you to.”
Anyone who has ever wanted to work in a creative field, be it writing, painting or playing music has been told they’d better develop thick skin. After all, it doesn’t matter how good you are, someone will always be there to tear you down. It’s hard to think of a better example of this than to look at some rejected books that would later become some of the best-selling titles in the world.
I couldn’t articulate why the music meant so much to me, any more than I could articulate what Michael Stipe was saying half the time, but it struck a nerve at a time when I felt alienated from Top 40 and high-school classmates walking the halls in their oversized hair-metal concert T-shirts.