The ups and downs.
Folded:
- Harry and Paul (old fashioned and repetitive, but still works for one patently good reason: it’s bloody funny)
- Valerie Atherton’s Playground and Intellectual Department (for the most chucklesome, atypical, apparently genuine film reviews you have read in a long time, go here)
- Extreme Fishing With Robson Green (best title for a TV show ever? No, of course not, but it’s in the top ten)
- Red Planet Pictures prize (fancy writing an original TV pilot and getting paid? You’ve got about three days left before this excellent competition closes to do it)
- Facebook’s new layout (yeah, it’s still harder to negotiate than the tunnels of Vietnam, but we’ve grown tired of complaining about it)
Creased:
- BBC Radio’s latest embarrassing telly promo (‘I’m Claudia Winkleman, I’m all trendy and sixties and playing the drums with my pen. No, don’t call your dad, you fancy me!’)
- Pointless pub conversation for the week: whatever happened to Golden Churn butter? (believe us after three double vodkas and a grown up Guinness it’s all you care about)
- Tropic Thunder (Get Some! Don’t)
- Raleigh Chopper 2008 (could this abomination be the worst looking bike ever?)
- Maestro (the BBC’s attempt at upmarket, celeb-reality TV. Was less fun than getting the bumps)
The ups and downs.
Folded:
* Harry and Paul (old fashioned and repetitive, but still works for one patently good reason: it’s bloody funny)
* Valerie Atherton’s Playground and Intellectual Department (for the most chucklesome, atypical, apparently genuine film reviews you have read in a long time, go here)
* Extreme Fishing With Robson Green (best title for a TV show ever? No, of course not, but it’s in the top ten)
* Red Planet Pictures prize (fancy writing an original TV pilot and getting paid? You’ve got about three days left before this excellent competition closes to do it)
* Facebook’s new layout (yeah, it’s still harder to negotiate than the tunnels of Vietnam, but we’ve grown tired of complaining about it)
Creased:
* BBC Radio’s latest embarrassing telly promo (‘I’m Claudia Winkleman, I’m all trendy and sixties and playing the drums with my pen. No, don’t call your dad, you fancy me!’)
* Pointless pub conversation for the week: whatever happened to Golden Churn butter? (believe us after three double vodkas and a grown up Guinness it’s all you care about)
* Tropic Thunder (Get Some! Don’t)
* Raleigh Chopper 2008 (could this abomination be the worst looking bike ever?)
* Maestro (the BBC’s attempt at upmarket, celeb-reality TV. Was less fun than getting the bumps)
