| Post 1 | New | Posted May 29th, 2011 |
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| Maindrian Anti-Hero Deluxe 
| You know. Whatchamacallits. Books. It's nearing summer. It's already pretty hot. I like to sit out in the garden with a good book. Recently, what I 'ave been reading.  Charlie Bronson is a baffling fellow. He's oddly moral for a violent loon. In said book, he talks rather willingly about every prison he's ever been in, how much he hopes Gary Glitter dies, his hostage taking as told by the hostages whose accounts are incredibly amusing and not a little bit scary. I wouldn't like to spend an afternoon with the man tying me up with electrical cord, but he does know how to write in a witty way. Good old Charlie. Bad old Charlie. (I recommend the film Bronson to anybody and everybody, it's great.)  I used to loathe autobiographies, especially the celebrity autobiography, but Johnny is actually quite a brilliant humourist. Blunt, to the point, quick to put everybody down including himself, no hint at all of any luvvie behavior. He contradicts himself many, many times but it all adds to the charm of the guy. There's a few really gross bits, including his mum having constant miscarriages that is upsetting, but amusingly told. "Quick, get the bucket, mum's bleeding again." And there are guest chapters that shed further light, from his dad, his wife, his friends and bandmates. Pretty comprehensive look at London in the 60's and 70's.  The great thing about Sherlock is, most of them are short stories, so you can get a couple in before you start getting sunburn and have to go in. I spent a lot of last summer on the deckchair, reading Sherlock Holmes. Then, summer finished, I went indoors and there he was on the bloody telly too. All modern it was. Quite good as well. That Downey Jr film's a load of old shit though. The joy of a good Sherlock story is trying to figure it out yourself before you hit the end and THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY you could do that with that movie. ------------------ Maindrian and Touge's videos of vague annoyance - Est. 2007 |
| Post 2 | New | Posted May 29th, 2011 |
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| Azz the barbarian. grrr 
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| Post 3 | New | Posted June 5th, 2011 |
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| ameer cunt smasher! 
| I used to like reading. So I became an English major. Then I realized I hate reading. Books suck. I don't read books. ------------------   |
| Post 4 | New | Posted June 6th, 2011 |
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| Maindrian Anti-Hero Deluxe
| How incredibly contrary. Superbly ironic and witty and clever. Well done you. I'll give that four out of five Thatchers.     Also, I hope you die of a disease of some kind. ------------------ Maindrian and Touge's videos of vague annoyance - Est. 2007 |
| Post 5 | New | Posted June 6th, 2011 |
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| Post 6 | New | Posted July 4th, 2011 |
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| Maindrian Anti-Hero Deluxe
| More summery garden reading shit! This is just plain whacko and I love it. Set in the 1920's, on an alternate planet earth that is shaped like a donut, Howard Hughes, Charles Lindbergh and Amelia Earhart set off on a quest in their plane, the Spirit of St. Louis, to reach the BOTTOM OF THE WORLD. Their competition is the Red Baron, Manfred Von Richthoffen and his lil' bro' Lothar. Contains possibly one of the finest works of imagination ever as the german crew fly through a whirlpool in the sea and can see sky at the bottom. Try working it out in your head, it's brill. Also, the Red Baron and Lindbergh have a dogfight on flying horses.  Tom Sharpe is up there in my pantheon of great English humour writers and his Wilt series is always a great laugh. Incredibly British and grumpy, Wilt's a university tutor who constantly finds himself stuck in farcical situations, often thanks in no small part to his overbearing wife and his children, the quads. He's such a sad guy and yet I love to see him come out on top. I would thoroughly recommend Sharpe's The Throwback to anybody. It's probably the funniest book I've ever read. I'm all for anything that can spin an orgy of death, destruction, train crashes and police helicopter shootouts from the simple act of a man inserting his penis into a condom filled with oven cleaner. It's like if Sam Peckinpah decided to film a Carry On film. ------------------ Maindrian and Touge's videos of vague annoyance - Est. 2007 |