It was all going so well. Wimbledon 2010 (that’s twenty-ten in BBC speak) had been bathed in sunshine and blessed with an air of gentility that only a visit from HM the Queen can bestow. Then, on Day 5, grumpy… Continue Reading →
Strange things have been happening at Wimbledon 2010, and it’s only Day 3. The tournament began with the usually sublime Roger Federer’s pun-tastically fallible first-round display against the unheralded Colombian Alejandro Falla. Watching the champion’s lacklustre five-set win was commentator… Continue Reading →
These are testing times for English sports fans. As “Ingerlund” laboured to another sterile draw in South Africa, it was already game over on the lawns of SW19. For the first time in Wimbledon’s 133-year history, no Englishman has made… Continue Reading →
OK, let’s get a few things straight. Anyone who doesn’t like the sound of vuvuzelas is a joyless xenophobe who wants to crush the spirit of Africa just so they can watch the World Cup in peace. The British Government… Continue Reading →
“Out here you’re a man and a gentleman or you aren’t anything at all.” Or you could be a smooth-talking lawman by day and a psychopath with a penchant for kinky sex by night. Welcome then to The Killer Inside… Continue Reading →
The Oscar voters failed to reward it, but for me A Single Man, remains the best-looking film of 2009 and a triumph for first-time director Tom Ford. Impeccable styling is the very least you’d expect from the former Gucci supremo,… Continue Reading →
Watching Tiger Woods handing out signed gloves at a recent tournament made me wonder just how far he will have to go to restore his tarnished reputation. Should he start stuffing $100 bills into those gloves in a bid to… Continue Reading →
The spectacle of boring baseline attrition served up by many modern players is just a load of Bollettieri. Until Federer’s Swede-mashing experience at the hands of Robin Soderling, the biggest talking point at this year’s French Open had been Venus… Continue Reading →
Exploding vehicles (and heads), decapitations, a whole lot of nudity and an overexcited Quentin Tarantino are just the starting point for Not Quite Hollywood: the wild, untold story of Ozploitation!, Mark Hartley’s jaw-dropping history of Australian genre cinema. Forget Picnic… Continue Reading →
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8RwxMrDD6g&w=420&h=315] Wimbledon is more than three weeks away, but already I can feel an attack of Murrayitis coming on. For non-sufferers, I can reveal that this is a chronic condition and one that can only be cured by a… Continue Reading →
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