It would take a special dedication to fault-finding to walk into a movie called WAR HORSE and sit there getting all steamed up about how it isn’t devoted to men.
One day you just look at your beloved spouse of many years and realise, “This man has never once described a woman’s hairstyle to my satisfaction.”
People struggle to be neutral about either of you.
You are a Chinese warlord.
One book and one film have confirmed my suspicions that no one really liked The Sex Pistols.
You are all very famous, and very determined, and in one way or another, notorious for keeping an eye on the prize.
There is no one like a tired parent for seizing the opportunity to get absolutely fucked up in record time.
I hate that it’s not even Guy Fawkes’s actual birthday today, but rather the anniversary of the exposure of “the Gunpowder plot.”