Publicly, I state my religion as Stephen Fry. Privately, however, 2011 tipped him into my ‘over-exposed’ bin. I really don’t understand how Christians do it. Their saviour is everywhere, all the time – and I don’t just mean in the spiritual omniscience regard. Even when I can’t buy marked down Cadbury Yule Logs next to…
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I love science fiction. From Plan 9 schlock to Moon’s sophisticated speculation on the future of us and our probing, shiny, phallic toys. I also love the SBS Friday Night cousin to sci-fi’s behind-the-beaded-curtain hardcore, speculative fiction. I take it dead seriously, though my commitment to two-minute showers (made every time I see The Road)…
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Walking down the cinema-separating corridor of the Nova last week I had a Yesva moment. All but two of the posters brightening the space featured women. One of those that didn’t was George Clooney star vehicle The Descendants, which may be my movie of the year. Not in the ‘I’ve seen it and it’s awesome’…
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