If you have something to say...
Say it on the Huffington Post
If you have something to say...
Say it on the Huffington Post
Appropriate Adult did not glorify West, nor did it even try to humanise him; it just did a very good job of presenting him as he must have appeared to Janet Leach in real life: a very ordinary, plausible man who slowly revealed his horrifying secrets.
Can women's working lives be made any easier? Should they be? Perhaps these are the wrong questions. Getting a job doesn't seem to be the problem; the issue is the emotional juggling act women have to perform. We men remain largely passive observers to this dilemma, wanting to help but often not knowing how.
Just over 5 months ago, X Factor crowned Little Mix as the winners of the 2011 show... On May 23rd in Liverpool the search started once again for the ...
2012 has been a year of outlandish happenings, from the mundane to the absurd. Wikipedia spent 24 hours offline, rendering every University student in the country capable of Key Stage 2 curriculum only.
I am not entirely sure whether to be pleased or depressed that the latest Britain's Got Talent sensation, Jonathan and Charlotte, are becoming such a phenomenon. On the one hand, it partially proves the theory that there is an enormous untapped appetite for opera (or operatic-like noises) in the UK.
A decade ago, when viewers tuned into their favourite television programme, they never imagined that they could do more than simply watch the latest shows and talk about them with their friends and coworkers the next day.
Standing under the pine trees in a busy Spanish campsite yesterday morning it was hard to see how anyone could hide a secret there, let alone a secret as big as Madeleine McCann. It's so close to the fast road that follows the Costa Del Sol you can hear the traffic.
Aled Jones is incredibly well-loved and has been a presence on our screens since he was a child star and international chorister. Who cannot remember Walking in the Air and his cherubic, angelic little face, crooked teeth and sensible hair-cut?
A dancing dog, ballroom dancers, opera stars and a Welsh choir. Who's next to make Saturdays Final?... let's find out, it's semi final number three.
Apparently asking your manager if they have a strategy is a fireable offence, while being a complete chaotic mess is heartily encouraged. That's the message we took away from Wednesday's episode of the Apprentice, anyway.
Sergeant Nicholas Brody has been a pleasure to watch. Old Etonian Damian Lewis's top-dollar American accent, the way in which he portrayed almost constant, angsty discomfort, and his character's strangely decent incipient terrorism - wanting to avenge a drone strike that killed scores of children - made for compelling viewing.
The finale is bound to excite; teasing us with answers, whilst also filling our minds with even more questions. So why do I feel slightly apprehensive of what's become a Sunday night staple?
Show seven is is all about the big reveal. Who has made it to the live semi finals... But, before all of that, we still had a few more auditions to get through.
I have long feared that most people don't want to watch TV to learn, but rather to receive their daily dose of scandal, gossip, sports stats, and, if they want to be really daring, politically polarised polemic - combined, the true opiate of the masses. AA Gill's ill-conceived words only further this assumption.
Glee is still dithering, 2.5 seasons in, about what it wants us to think about our own ambitions. Faith in the value of your own originality is too infrequently presented, and usually lost in the monetised alliance between the show and current chart music (which these days often includes cast recordings).
Those that have not heard of the Noonan family need to look a little closer and tune in to this new and exclusive UK premiere series.
Most Popular TV Stories
