Whearas I adored Fever Pitch and High Fidelity (the latter made a good film - can't go wrong with that Cusack fella).
OTOH, TWFKAML says that "High Fidelity" is the only fillum in the history of all things
evah, that she's left before the end (though
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife And Her Lover apparently came close). Nowt to do with John Cusack, coz
Grosse Point Blank is bexelant.
Still grinding through
Hitler: 1936 - 1945 - Nemesis (and yes, Clarion, you don't need to give the ending away), while also toying with
Dylan On Dylan and re-reading Evelyn Waugh's
The Loved One for the first time in longer than I'd care to admit. Yes,
of course I robbed it from skool - that's why it's got 35 year old illegible notes pencilled in the margins. Simon Hobday and/or Alan Coates: you are vandal, as Brandon Flowers - titanic prick though he be - might have said.