by Stuart Heritage
Ah the old X Factor shock result, how we missed you. Not since Maria Lawson was slung off X Factor before her time last year has there been an elimination more hotly disputed than when Ashley McKenzie was voted out on Saturday.
Possibly because of his weird compulsion to mime each word of the lyrics to The Winner Takes It All like a See Hear reporter with an afro, or possibly as a result of the mental “You’re gay,” “No, YOU’RE gay” spat between Simon Cowell and Louis Walsh all through Saturday’s X Factor, or even possibly because Kate Thornton can’t seem to be able to remember that she’s meant to be an impartial voice as a host, Ashley McKenzie lost the X Factor sing-off over the weekend and won’t been seen on X Factor ever again until the compulsory X Factor tour next year when thousands of spectators will simultaneously mumble “Ashley Who? Oh, the kid with the giant hair,” when his name gets announced.
But now that Ashley McKenzie has been voted off X Factor, which remaining contestant will go on to win the show? Here’s part one of this week’s X Factor betting odds, for The MacDonald Brothers, Nikitta Angus and Robert Allen…
Ah the old X Factor shock result, how we missed you. Not since Maria Lawson was slung off X Factor before her time last year has there been an elimination more hotly disputed than when Ashley McKenzie was voted out on Saturday.
Possibly because of his weird compulsion to mime each word of the lyrics to The Winner Takes It All like a See Hear reporter with an afro, or possibly as a result of the mental "You're gay," "No, YOU'RE gay" spat between Simon Cowell and Louis Walsh all through Saturday's X Factor, or even possibly because Kate Thornton can't seem to be able to remember that she's meant to be an impartial voice as a host, Ashley McKenzie lost the X Factor sing-off over the weekend and won't been seen on X Factor ever again until the compulsory X Factor tour next year when thousands of spectators will simultaneously mumble "Ashley Who? Oh, the kid with the giant hair," when his name gets announced.
But now that Ashley McKenzie has been voted off X Factor, which remaining contestant will go on to win the show? Here's part one of this week's X Factor betting odds, for The MacDonald Brothers, Nikitta Angus and Robert Allen...
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by Chris Laverty
When you woke this morning, what was the first thing you did? You got a gun, right?
Folded:
* Ben Affleck: Mark 2 (soon to be a whole ‘nother kind of Superman. Watch your back, Matt…)
* Homemade cake (if you haven’t tried any recently, get somebody to make you one. If you don’t have anybody, perhaps substitute the word ‘cake’ for ‘sex-toy’ instead)
* Ads for Casino Royale (it keeps on looking ace, we all keep on expecting the earth; bloodied and decently acted for once)
* Michael J Fox not acting the shake, mate (give the guy a break, people. Nobody remember Back to the Future? The Hard Way? Spin City even? We still love the guy!)
* Light mornings, dark nights (at least now you can feel like getting out of bed in the morning, and you can knock off the day earlier)
Creased:
* Blockbuster: not exactly busting on the special offers (two dvd rental and some worthless confectionery for a tenner? Hopeless)
* Bonfire night (or fireworks, Guy Fawkes, whatever you want to call it. It’s noisy and, whoever you are; you’re far too old to find things that go bang exciting. Unless you do the explosions in movies or kill people with a beret on)
* The Departed (baffling narrative, baffling tone, baffling acting, baffling execution. Or maybe a future comedy classic, it’s too early to tell)
* Bob Dylan (oh, what is it this week? His shit musical, that’ll do)
* Halloween hype (like Christmas, you spend weeks talking about the build up. You toy with the idea of having a party, or at least going into town wearing a Scream mask. But in the end you do nothing. You stare at Google’s mocked-up spooky logo and tell yourself, “I’ll definitely do something next year”)
When you woke this morning, what was the first thing you did? You got a gun, right?
Folded:
* Ben Affleck: Mark 2 (soon to be a whole ‘nother kind of Superman. Watch your back, Matt…)
* Homemade cake (if you haven’t tried any recently, get somebody to make you one. If you don’t have anybody, perhaps substitute the word ‘cake’ for 'sex-toy’ instead)
* Ads for Casino Royale (it keeps on looking ace, we all keep on expecting the earth; bloodied and decently acted for once)
* Michael J Fox not acting the shake, mate (give the guy a break, people. Nobody remember Back to the Future? The Hard Way? Spin City even? We still love the guy!)
* Light mornings, dark nights (at least now you can feel like getting out of bed in the morning, and you can knock off the day earlier)
Creased:
* Blockbuster: not exactly busting on the special offers (two dvd rental and some worthless confectionery for a tenner? Hopeless)
* Bonfire night (or fireworks, Guy Fawkes, whatever you want to call it. It’s noisy and, whoever you are; you’re far too old to find things that go bang exciting. Unless you do the explosions in movies or kill people with a beret on)
* The Departed (baffling narrative, baffling tone, baffling acting, baffling execution. Or maybe a future comedy classic, it’s too early to tell)
* Bob Dylan (oh, what is it this week? His shit musical, that’ll do)
* Halloween hype (like Christmas, you spend weeks talking about the build up. You toy with the idea of having a party, or at least going into town wearing a Scream mask. But in the end you do nothing. You stare at Google’s mocked-up spooky logo and tell yourself, "I’ll definitely do something next year")
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