Thursday, 19 March 2009

Ching Ching

I haven’t updated the ol’ blog this week because I’ve been really busy. I even took a day off yesterday to try and do most of the artwork for band Youves that I’ll post up here as soon as it’s done.

While it’s still fresh in my mind I’d like to gripe about Comic Relief. I somehow submitted myself to the torture of watching the entire thing, which at time seemed like the sort of punishment reserved for the inmates of Guantanamo Bay.

Ironically, Africa (yes – all of it) makes Guantanamo Bay look like Butlins or at worst a caravan park in Weston-Super-Mare. If those poor folk living in squalor and dying of malaria had to watch Comic Relief would they have let Lenny Henry into their homes? This being said you should round up all your spare change and give generously. I didn’t – I support the Alzheimer’s Foundation only, sorry Lenny.

The focus of Comic Relief seems to have shifted and concentrated on the problem of malaria – it seems like a more realistic issue to solve and doesn’t have the major hurdle of the Pope (not only are his holyness’ policies a problem it’s literally impossible to jump over him in that hat). The Catholic church is a well known stumbling block in the fight for AIDS in Africa and even though the BBC is rumoured to be run by “gays and jews” (see ‘that episode of Extras’) – Aunty Beeb steers clear of any Vatican bashing.

On a lighter note I went and watched Bronson – the surreal biopic of ‘Britain’s most notorious prisoner’. The film really tried to put you in the mind of Bronson and some moments made me feel genuinely uncomfortable. The chav’s of Ilford felt equally uncomfortable as most headed for the exit but I suspect it was because Bronson bore tone of an arthouse flick rather than the prison rioting gorefest they expecting.

Tom Hardly becomes Bronson is a phrase associated now with every single review about Bronson but it’s true. I hope Tom isn’t a one trick pony and we see him becoming many other British legends; Churchill, Thatcher and Simon Weston to name a few.

My phrase of the week is “The Pope is a cunt” and I found the latest album by ‘Girl Talk’ particularly pleasant.

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