This really was a thoroughly crap film back in the day and though it hasn’t improved with age, I guess it was onto something (well at least the novel on which it was based). Here is Joe Dante making a case for the film to be reassessed, at least on the grounds of its prescience. Here too is…
Ostrich Parasitic Syndrome, (OPS), (os’trich [-trij] par’a-sīt’ik sin’drō-mē) n. a malaise manifest as (1) conceptual- myopia/dissonance/creep and moral impairment; (2) attenuated morality of misplaced solidarité commune; (3) ossified/closed system, fundamentalist and authoritarian in character with nihilistic inclinations; (4) resentment, malevolence, ignorance, cowardice, jointly and severally, tacitly or explicitly, in the service of dissimulation (تقیة); (5) variation of “useful idiot” (Lenin), proclivity…
Andrew Doyle, co-writer (along with Tom Walker) of the very scathing Jonathan Pie, gets why intersectionalism is a vulgarly nihilistic embarrassment. Andrew, I don’t think, is holding his breath about the regressives’ reforming sometime soon, since their hold on the academy (at least) is now purely functional to self-interest, power and careerism masquerading, of course, under the guise of care…
Chuffed to come across this recently broadcast (previously blocked) programme. Among the featured gems are The Dead Sea Tapes, Peter’s views on religion, his taste in reading and much more besides. I have a chum who used to live around the corner from Perrin’s Walk in Ellerdale Road, near the convent (or was it a girls school) mentioned in…
Hopefully this will find its way onto youtube. “Following the death of Britain’s greatest satirist in 1995, Peter Cook’s widow Lin locked the door of his house and refused all access to the media. Until this year, when she invited her friend Victor Lewis-Smith and a BBC crew inside to make a documentary about the…
Christina Pazsitzky, comedian and philosophy major, talks about her approach. These days it seems that a significant number of philosophers have long-since traded in TRUTH for self-aggrandizing activism posing as inquiry and so now, more than ever, the health of liberal culture depends on the Shakespearean fool pricking the elites, the common clay, and everything in-between — some of…
Happy birthday to a rock ‘n roll grandee. Here is Berry’s chatty innuendo-laden extended version of Dave Bartholomew’s My Ding-a-Ling (Dave himself is still going at 97). It used to be the Mary Whitehouses of the world who wanted to ban the ditty, now of course such draconian moves emanate from the regressive left. (Yes, I’m aware…
