The Perennial Teenager

This is one of my favourite sunday afternoon films. Marilyn is at her most adorable in this film and Jane Russell is marvellously cynica...

I'm a little reluctant to write about anyone after my Andy Williams post was followed by his demise. He was 86 so, you know, he had g...

I once wrote an essay in an exam on the meaning of The Sound Of Silence in The Graduate and how it was reflecting the alienation of Ameri...

Last year I went to see Jersey Boys. I knew pretty much nothing about Frankie Valli other than he sang the Grease theme tune. The musica...

Sisters unite! It's time to celebrate our favourite celluloid women. This list was, naturally enough, difficult. There are plenty of fem...

I said I would watch True Romance and last night, the moment arrived. I braced myself and got stuck in. TeenBoy loves this film and ass...

It's September. How did that happen? September is always tinged with a slight sadness for me, the end of summer and knowing you are g...

I heard this on the radio the other day and was transported back to the 80s in a flash. Generally, like all sane people, I dislike Wet We...

Today I was listening to the Desert Island Disc archive and it was Ernie Wise. I've never paid much attention to Ernie Wise in my lif...

It's with a heavy heart I do these posts. Today I've felt sad about the news of Tony Scott's suicide. It is said that he had ...