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Friday, 6 November 2009

Interactive Poetry Rides Again!

Remember the Interactive Poetry Experiment I was trying to pull off at the Trafalgar Square gig? I'm gonna get another run at it. At Newcastle's celebrations for the International Day of Human Rights (which will run for three days because we divvent dee things by halves oop here, pet), and under the aegis of Newcastle City for Peace, I shall be having another go at the 'I'm afraid to say it but...' collaborative poem idea at Newcastle Central Library on December 12th. And this time, there will be audience!

I'm massively excited about this. I was really looking forward to doing something with my plinth-time that got beyond my usual rockstar-poet ego-trip, included people and gave them space in which to speak their fears, so I was kinda bummed when it didn't go quite as it should have due to their not being a lot of people in Trafalgar Square at four in the morning (who knew?) and I just had to default back to performing. Getting a second chance to have a crack at it, in the service of such an important cause, is an honour. I'll be posting more about my plans for this one in the coming days, I'm sure, so stay tuned.

Anyway. Tea now, then pub later for me. Stay classy, people.

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Second Bookshop review - Anchorman

(Note to readers of this blog - I think the main value of this review lies in the quality specimen of the cheesy ending with which it concludes.)

DVD Choice - Anchorman

It was a toss-up between this and Zoolander, but Will Ferrell's narcissistic 70s newsreader just edges it over Ben Stiller's cognitively-impaired pretty boy by virtue of a better supporting cast and a much higher laugh rate on repeated viewings. There are so many things that make this a near-perfect commentary: Steve Carrell's show-stealing performance as the impossibly brainwrong Brick Tamland; the vicious off-air verbal sparring between Burgundy and co-anchor Veronica Corningstone (Christina Applegate); Vince Vaughan's combination of frustration and villainy as Burgundy's chief-rival, Wes Mantooth; the newsreader gang fight (probably the best comedy rumble since the end of Blazing Saddles); and most importantly, the fact that this isnt yet another tedious sports comedy. That's about it really. This is Adam Fish signing off- stay classy, Readers (and thanks for stopping by).