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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
...is a film that just might be great. I saw it yesterday. Bloody as hell, extremely violent, but then things start to fade and talk comes to the fore. The final moments (a fine actor telling a story) are extraordinary. It gestures towards apocalypse, towards the unravelling of everything, and if you listen carefully to the final words, they deliver a message even bleaker than what's gone before.
And yet it's also completely entertaining, gripping from first to last. I eagerly await There Will Be Blood, but No Country For Old Men is a hell of a thing.
In a depressing segue, Heath Ledger was originally offered the Josh Brolin role. He turned it down to take some time off. What a pity, eh? What a stupid, pointless death.
And with jaw agape, I've so far read two glowing reviews of The Vertical Hour at the Royal Court. If you pay money to find out what a load of tedious, irritating horseshit it is, don't say I didn't warn you.