Kids off school? Check. Sun beginning to show itself a bit? Fingers crossed. Sounds about time for the first of the summer blockbusters...
What? More bank holidays? Oh, please – do we have to?
“It’s the quiet ones you have to watch out for…”
I conducted a funeral last Friday. I’ve taken well over 500 so it was nothing unusual. It’s one of the more painful things that we clergy have to do, and yet it’s a privilege to enter into the pain of others and try and ease some of their grief. I can only guess what the family members were thinking but I remember the utter desolation I felt as my own clergy father was buried 20 years ago, the tears and the sense of devastating loss. Whenever I take a funeral I always wear the purple clerical robe that was on his coffin to remind me of how agonising these farewells are.
Ben Stiller’s remake of a 67-year-old film is his strongest attempt yet to move from full-on comedy into heartfelt drama.
With the kids on holiday and family-friendly fare normally to the fore, it’s an odd time for The Raid 2 to batter its way on to our screens.
These are tense times in the Dee household, let me tell you.
“You’re different. You don’t fit into a category. They can’t control you. They call it Divergent. You can’t let them find out about you.”
April 1 was April Fool’s Day. I’m pleased to say that I made it through the day without anyone playing a joke on me!
Harry Hill is like Marmite – you either love him or hate him. I fall in the latter camp as I just don’t get the big-collared comedian’s humour.
“Fire consumes all, water cleanses…”
For all the rumours of final cut wrangles, studio meddling, soaring budgets and tepid test screenings its easy to think of Noah as a sort of Biblical Waterworld – a soggy mess that’s going to see a lot of cash poured down the plughole.
The second part of the long drawn-out film adaptation of JRR Tolkien classic The Hobbit can be a frustrating watch.
Call me old school, but I do believe that modesty befits a man. I’m talking about a man because the last time I checked I was one, and the phrase runs lightly off the tongue – the same principle applies to people of all shades of gender classification, however they chose to disport their reproductive parts.
Grab the baby oil and strike out the spandex – this week’s big screen heroes come lean and mean.
We were told that the new adaptation of Stephen King’s first published novel would go back to the basics of the book.