
OK, Lost.
It’s time we did this. I’m ready.
(Spoilers aplenty, duh – and ditto opinions all mine, etc). (more…)
I Came, I Saw, I Suffered Immensely

(Sorry. Picture cracked me up when I saw it. Had to use).
Caprica and Stargate Universe. Back in February, I wondered which of these two shows would become the new Battlestar Galactica.
And it turns out it’s neither. (more…)

This was the week that Simon Cowell announced to the nation that the X Factor was all about who could sing Ghostbusters the most off-key.
Which would have been fine if he’d said that from the beginning.
“X Factor Is Dead”, shout the newspapers! “Fields of Piss” says Sting! The public marches on the X Factor studio, maiming and pillaging and setting presenters alight! Sickening and wrong, but certainly a step up from “dull”.
So here’s the thing, Si. *I care*. I believe in your tawdry, soiled, human-battery-hen franchise machine and what it can still do for the world. I think the magic can return emerge at long last. I think you can make dreams come true.
And so, in the style of Joss Whedon, I’d like to stump up an offer of
which converts neatly to
for the whole X Factor franchise.
I’m not just saying this. I’ve even got the 50p right here in my hand this very second.
So here are my suggestions for livening the whole thing up until it’s worth watching.
And your suggestions are…?
Image: Steve Wampler