“It’s called NIGHTBITCH, Lemon. Amy Adams plays a mother who turns into a dog at night. It’s the first film in the BCU, the Bitch Cinematic Universe with all the movies loosely based on Meredith Brooks’ 1997 Billboard No. 2 single ‘Bitch.’ In some cases, *very* loosely based.”

I proofread an article I wrote, aided by software that has introduced (it didn't when I last used it) a feature that suggests generative AI rewrites of sentences or passages. I will never claim to be Ernest Hemingway, but the suggestions it makes are invariably fucking awful.

It honestly boils my piss that I will spend inordinate amounts of time trying to come up with good questions for any interview I do, and absolute roasters get to show up to Venice, Cannes, the Oscars or whatever and ask asinine shite like “Will we ever have a vegan Batman?”

“…like a Hollywood studio in your pocket” Who can forget the first edit of Star Wars where, on a desolate planet, the hum of lightsabers being ignited pierces the air and a Sith intones: “YOu WAnNa Sword FIght me MaN CoMe oN ImMa swORd FIghT YOu Let’s swOrd fight DeDeDeDudud”

I don't know why, but I find it quite funny that I get PR emails dropping trailers in my inbox, and I can then see them getting pumped out on social media accounts almost in real time in a desperate scramble to be first.

The bastardisation of Magical Mystery Tour here needs to be investigated in The Hague

“It’s SHITE being a Green Lantern! Some people hate Darkseid. I don’t. He’s just a wanker!”

Me on the opening day of Nightbitch's release:

The fall festival season is full swing. Which means we’re about to get 50 films loudly declared a masterpiece.

Only one movie, but still.

I'd be lying if I said I was as taken with STARVE ACRE as I was with Daniel Kokotajlo's APOSTASY, but it's still gripping folk horror stuff which is discomfiting throughout. Review for TAKE ONE Magazine 🎥 🎞 below!

Fantastic captions here, no notes…

It also means we’re about to start getting everything viewed through a prism of a film’s OsCaR ChAnCeS (the period over which that happens seems to get bigger every year).

Oh, Cristiano…

When I think about how things have gone with social media, and Facebook and Zuckerberg in particular, it’s wild to think quite how well the tone of The Social Network has aged in the past 14 years.

In Scotland these things were either baltic or roasting, there was no in between.