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Eighties kids! Want to enjoy 10 minutes of pure unadulterated nostalgia? You've come to the right place. Yes, a tip of the (straw panama) hat to Yo...
'What a good place to be / Don't believe it / 'cause they speak a different language /And it's never really happened to me...' Later in the week, if ...
Due to the very open and unfiltered scenes of I'm so Excited, it might not get the box-office success of Volver or Broken Embraces. But I consider this film as a masterpiece. A film of many layers. A book of life. An act of solidarity. Highly recommended. Go, watch it and pick up some tips on how to enjoy life.
Arguably the finest example of Thatcher's Britain captured on film is Stephen Frears's My Beautiful Laundrette (1985). The director, along with screenwriter Hanif Kureishi, managed to encapsulate pertinent social and economic issues in a truly unconventional romantic comedy.
I left school in 1983, the same month Margaret Thatcher won her second election. In my Yorkshire hometown there was disbelief that once again the south had returned to power someone who had transformed the industrial heartlands in much the same way the US infantry transformed Baghdad.
Obviously, I don't mean Margaret Thatcher was a man in women's clothing. That's not really what drag is about: it's about drawing attention to the public performance of gender. Like many drag acts, her performance slid between the glamorous, the parodic and the grotesque, but there's no question that it was sensationally successful.
Rather than making me into a Tory, my experience of life in Britain under Thatcher ensured that I would never vote Conservative.
The Twittersphere went wild with a torrent of hateful celebrations and equally hateful rebukes. Everyone seems to want to voice a very vocal opinion on how they feel about the death of the Iron Lady. What I find most interesting, and amazing, is that most of these public declarations come from my generation.
Wow. This 43 year old man was transported back to 1982 when I was just turning 13, had my collection of Star Wars figures and finding first love. Filmmaker Andy Dodd has captured that moment beautifully in It's a Love Thing.
If you spend any amount of time on public transport, particularly in our anti-social, paranoid, abrasive capital city, you'll notice that the vast majority of people neither talk nor look at each other and instead opt to waste away their existences in the soul-destroying cesspool of social media, angry birds, BBC iPlayer and other such pointlessly depressing activities found on smart phones.
Johnny Rogan's 1992 biography of The Smiths' leading duo and subsequent fall out is a big seller and the definitive take on one of the 80's best loved and most missed bands, at least until Johnny Marr and/or Morrissey release definitive autobiographies. It also has the potential to make a great biopic.
I started the book pre-disposed to hate it, and read it through a haze of increasing envy and rage. It was very good, and she probably wasn't in the year above at all, but had just spent more of her time writing, and less watching ANTM.
History, we are told, is always repeating itself - and it feels to me like we're currently in an early '80s-lite period, at least in politics.
This post is part of a weekly series of 'link-up' Posts which reflect on life's journey, old memories and family stories (see below for more info). W...
This post is part of a weekly series of 'link-up' Posts called 'Life's a Journey' which reflect on old memories and family stories. I noticed this we...
After a series of total tech fails I've finally given in and gone all out for Apple. It's bye bye PC laptop - I will miss your easy backspace key - and HELLO sexy new MacBook Pro.
There was a time, obviously before the arrival of Loaded magazine, when I deliberately avoided behaving in a laddish or blokey way because it was trendier to be camp. I was a drama student in the early 1980s. Enough said.
Before iPhones, iPads, Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Google+, Nintendo and Playstations were even thought of, there were bicycles - and everyone had o...
Perhaps the most astonishing thing about Willie Christie is that his career as a fashion photographer spans little more than decade. His portfolio bel...
