As a keen advocate of practical film-making, a fan myself, and son of the man behind it all - I can't help but feel an immense sense of pride, seeing this project come to fruition. The project is using original 1960s soundtracks, released as audio-only 'mini albums', and will adapt these stories, and film the accompanying visuals.
For me, a film journalist and film programmer, the movies is where it matters. I'm over being precious and no longer want that juvenile desire of exclusivity - I want more mixed race, fluffy haired people on the posters outside Odeon and inside Picturehouse.
This TV phenomenon plainly shows no sign of abating because last week alone we were treated to the less than tantalising trio of Britain's Benefit Tenants, Benefits by the Sea: Jaywick and Dogs on the Dole.
It's difficult to imagine this happening with men, (despite Bruno Mars' lame tweets to Ed Sheeran) because misandry doesn't surreptitiously pervade every corner of our culture. However, if it did, it would be appropriately discussed and not given the narrative of a 'cat-fight'. Hey, magazines, stop it.
The crowd was amazing! And very patient after we had a few technical hitches at the beginning. I was overwhelmed with the amount of people who had turned out to watch the set! Playing a festival in a park that I spend a lot of time in anyway, to loads of lovely people in the sunshine! What more can you ask for?!
I read it, and even though I was only a kid my mind was truly blown. I think since then I've managed to read pretty much everything else PKD wrote, and it is a stunning body of work. But The Man in the High Castle, for me, stands literally head and shoulders over all the rest.
The man behind the project, musician and videographer Ivan Riches, planned the project to showcase the technology to it's very best, and I feel he has succeeded far beyond his wildest dreams.
The fame of Minaj and co of course raised the exchange above the average online spat. But as the case of Corbyn shows, a man who only a month ago was little known outside of North London Marxist reading groups, there are other factors at play.
What perhaps is disappointing for many women is the extremely conservative way in which Jenner has manifest this identity. Appearing corseted on the front cover of Vanity Fair is hardly a portrayal of a liberated woman: instead it harkens back to a period where gender roles were more entrenched and punishing, for women in particular.
Live concert footage runs on loop, music blaring out across rooms filled with some of the band's jackets, vintage concert fly posters and an impressive display of the band's guitars (a particularly touching one being Paul's fireglow Rickenbacker 330 with 'I Am Nobody' scratched into it).
Adapted from Douglas Lindsay's novel 'Long Midnight of Barney Thomson', Robert Carlyle's directorial debut is a raw comedic Glaswegian twist on Sweeney Todd.