It’s not that Jason Statham is becoming a cliché, it’s more that he’s playing to his strengths. When he’s making sweary English gangster type films. Away with him, I say.
Release Date: May 6.
It’s not that Jason Statham is becoming a cliché, it’s more that he’s playing to his strengths. When he’s making sweary English gangster type films. Away with him, I say.
Release Date: May 6.
Done DealPreviously: Goat On The Luas, Goat In The City and Bad Goat.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDBORfUQxi0
A fairly stylish supercut of spoilers for 71 films you probably should have seen already.
It was a sled? He’s not really dead? It’s all in his head? And so forth.
Sitting down?
Good.
“For several weeks now he has been there for the taking, but the western powers have prevaricated and procrastinated, tabled resolutions and debated the imposition of a pointless no-fly zone, hoping for an outcome – any outcome – that would not involve them having to do anything.
Barack Obama is the embodiment of this culture of hypocrisy and childishness: a black president who is president because he is black, a walking advertisement for left-liberal vanity, a man who can match, word for word, the verbal flatulence of an era characterised by delusion, cowardice and empty talk. A fortnight ago, when Gadafy was still vulnerable, Obama loudly declared that the Libyan leaders “must go”, but since then he has done precisely nothing to enable such an outcome.
Obama is the elected representation of the postwar generations who never understood that politics is about choosing the lesser of evils. Even had he the personal courage and determination to act against Gadafy, Obama could not do so, because the commitment to do nothing in such situations is central to the unwritten contract he has made with those who delivered him to what was once the most powerful political position in the world.”
A black president who is president because he is black?
Oh dear.
Western Hypocrisy Gives Tyrants Free Rein (John Waters, Irish Times)
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AmA4QK8kHvU&feature=player_embedded
A somewhat tetchy Glen Hansard was the entertainment last night at the White House St Patrick’s party (Go to 3.00). Complaining about the sound quality, he interrupted his second song, The Parting Glass, by telling ushers to close the door as if it was Whelan’s on a Monday night.
He urged punters – rather crankily – during the third number to click their fingers as he sung about going back to his home “in Chicago”.
Later he was joined by Tim Shriver for a particularly maudlin version of the very maudlin The Auld Triangle.
As Chompsky noted, while sniffing around the Rose Garden after the party: “He’s not doing my wedding.”
NASA’s Aqua satellite recently snapped a cloud-free shot of Ireland (above). The cloud-free view is extremely rare as the country is almost entirely cloud covered 50% of the time. There are more clouds during the day than at night, and fog is common.
NASA Snaps Rare Cloud-Free Emerald Isle (Network World)
New York-based artist, Claire Watson’s Kid Gloves.
We’re loving the pre-Cyriak fractal mitt on the bottom right.