News today that there may in the ether be a forthcoming Bill Hicks biopic movie delight me in the same way as mint choc chip ice cream, but the rumours that erstwhile Aussie nutbar Russell Crowe is sketched in as the lead worry me.  Sure, he looks the part, as Empire rightly point out, and he has a brooding intensity that goes well with Bill’s stage persona, but I just worry that he doesn’t have the necessary lightness of touch that Hicks coloured his life and his act with.

Ho hum, at the very least this will bring a bit more attention to the man who I can clearly state has been more of an influence on my way of thinking than any of the mish mash of pop culture that formed my personality.  I am a product of tv, music and radio, like many of my generation, but it wasn’t until Bill came along that I saw the fallacy of these teachings and looked at them with eyes anew.  A true original, the greatest stand up ever, and ever since my first year of Uni, when a friend whose name I can’t even remember now lent me a copy of ‘Rant In E Minor’ more of a God than a man to me.

Today I started reading ‘The Liar’ by Stephen Fry.  I have never read any of this books, and find I am already quite taken.  Yesterday I finished Cormac Macarthy’s ‘No Country For Old Men,’ which was majestic and depressing, with an even more downbeat ending than the film, if that’s even possible.

Immense thanks (or indeed props) go to Heather for pointing out the following video to me:

I haven’t laughed that hard in a good long while. However, Miss Heather, I see your Fucking Hoff Style and I raise you this!

If you make it to the end of this second one the title of this post will make sense.

It seems the world of dating in the modern rock scene is more dangerous than I had thought. It seems that after I blew off the girl who so spectacularly fucked up my New Years the other night at Fibbers, she has retaliated in that most crushing of ways. She has deleted me as a Myspace friend! How ever will I cope? They’ll all be laughing at me in the factory where they manufacture skin-tight jeans and MCR hoodies!
Edit: It seems that her conscience has gotten the better of her and she has undeleted me! Oh well. I’m going to go and watch a Will Smith romcom to compound my lack of taste.

It’s possibly a tad embarrassing as a self pronounced sci-fi nerd to admit that the current series of Doctor Who has passed me by without a glance, mainly because my housemates hate it and I can never be bothered to argue the point. So imagine my glee this evening apon their announcement of decampment to the local ale house to discover that BBC3 was showing four back to back episodes leading up to tommorow’s end of seson finale. What I discovered was four fantastic episodes of brilliantly scripted and tremendously well executed slabs of classic sci-fi nonsense about young girls kidnapping people through the medium of crayons, Peter Kay doing his best Fat-Bastard-from-Austin-Powers impression and truckloads of Cybermen. Excellent.

I also noticed that there appears to be a new series of The Shield that has started on Five. Unfortunately I came a bit late to the party with this show, and as much as I love it, I’ve still yet to see season three, which has inexplicably recieved no region 2 release on DVD. If anyone has any idea when this is coming out, please let me know.

At this point I’m sure many of you would point out that I can easily download such episodes. This is true, but I’m not a fan of illegal downloads of any kind. I have never downloaded a CD in my life, mainly because a lot of the music I like is made by small bands who struggle for funds. I mean, Metallica is one thing, but if I were to keep downloading things like Today Is The Day or Bossk (whose excellent ep is currently delighting my ears) or Knut, how are these bands supposed to survive? And besides, I like my DVD shelf, all nicely lined up and pretty. It’s not the same on a computer. Now I am slightly hypocritcal in some respect, because I will gleefully borrow CDs off of a friend to listen to on my MP3 player. but if I really like them, I will then go and buy them. And besides, I’m a big fan of packaging, lyric sheets, and with DVD’s, special features. Maybe I’m just old fashioned that way.

Before I go, I’d like to point you in the direction of one of the funniest flash animations I’ve seen in years. If you don’t find it raises even the slightest of chuckles, then you have no soul. And isn’t it great that poking fun at Bush just never grows old? John Culshaw was interviewed on Jonathan Ross tonight, and he said that come 2008 there will be a big comedy hole where he used to be.  I tend to agree.