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From The Grauniad earlier this week:"Russell Crowe has confirmed speculation that he aims to star as the comic Bill Hicks during an interview with the Sydney Morning Herald. Crowe, 44, is currently without a project for seven months due to a delay in filming Ridley Scott's alternative Robin Hood tale, Nottingham. He told the Herald: "I have another project based on the life of comedian Bill Hicks, which is going from treatment to draft stage with Kiwi writer Mark Staufer." The Herald says it understands Crowe would play Hicks, the outspoken US comedian who died at the age of 32 [...]

Vexicon: Quadrilogy

Vexicon is a term that I coined a while ago to describe the body of words, phrases and language structures that irritate, annoy or perplex the damn hell out of me. Like a lot of people who maintain a blog, I suffer from a somewhat heightened sensitivity to the words wot we use. The contents of my vexicon, then, are those combinations of letters that invariably cause me neuro-linguistic palpitations and a bad case of irritable vowel syndrome.I was browsing the Interwebs during my lunch break at work today when I noticed that Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the [...]

Tom Waits, Le Grand Rex Paris, 24th July 2008: Gig Reconstruction

I'll eventually get around to writing a proper review of what will almost inevitably end up as My Favourite Gig of 2008. Yes, I know it's only August and I shouldn't be writing the rest of my year off already, but this was a Tom Waits concert, Goddamn it! It'd take something pretty spectacular to knock it off pole position. I suppose a surprise birthday festival in my living room might do the trick, but only so long as the organisers manage to get Jimi, Janis, Kurt & Elvis as the headliners. Even then I'd probably be late in writing [...]

The Gilded Palace of Cinema

I've never been a design nut, architecture addict or buildingophile, but when I first saw Le Grand Rex in Paris I was reduced to the state of a lovesick puppy.It was years' ago (don't ask how many), during my first trip to Paris. I was staying at a far-from-swanky hotel just a few far-from-swanky streets from Gare du Nord station and, on the first day, went for a reasonably long walk. As someone who only started travelling abroad when I was all grown-up and could afford to pay for it myself, I was doing then what I still do now: [...]

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