Filum Tuesday

My choice tonight. The Corpse Bride.

It took about 80 attempts to get an image of her with her eye popping out. It was quite amusing doing slo-mo fast forward / rewind / pause / stop / clicking.

It struck me that I should probably review the films we watch - but I shan't. Nobody comes here for insightful opinion on film and art. Let's face it, you come here for the tales of personal catastrophe....fair enough, my babbers. There will be plenty of that in the next few months. On Monday the IFA comes to tell us we can afford to buy a shoe box in the village of Some Hellhole, just east of Shitville and fairly close to the Royal Burgh of Crapland.

Stay tuned for tales of how, after many months of horrendous number crunching / wine guzzling / nail biting and teeth gnashing, The Family Dog end up staying exactly in this exact same place, not moving an inch for the REST OF TIME!

Dramaaaaaaaaaa dahhhhhling.