For want of a less tenuous way to link some of this month’s films, let’s call this first of two June horror blogs Part I of a two-parter focusing on the faded careers of once-stellar individuals now slumming it at the lower end of the Hollywood scale.
Episode 9 of Game of Thrones has traditionally been the episode where – for want of a better phrase – shit goes down. The first season’s ‘Baelor’ saw the show’s central character and biggest star lose his head, while Season 2’s ‘Blackwater’ saw the astonishingly mounted battle of the Blackwater. This season’s ninth episode is titled ‘The Rains of Castamere’, and, well, with pun well and truly intended; this might be the most significant Game-changer yet!
Who-ology is fundamentally a giant book of lists and, as such, is ideally suited to the Doctor Who fan market. Face it guys, this is what we do.
Regret resonates across the fourth episode of The Fall like the sound of a gunshot down the corridors of Belfast’s police station.
A terrified dame, like a wide-eyed escapee from a 1950s B-movie poster, stares out from the evocative vintage cover that adorns Stephen King’s Joyland.
French zombie drama. The words trip off the tongue like Gauloises smoke. Go on, say it again and try to resist a Parisian inflection and a nonchalant shrug. It’s alright.
‘Last of the Gaderene’ represents the Third Doctor adventure in BBC Books’ Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Collection. Written by Mark Gatiss in 2000, before his career as a screenwriter for the new series, it remains his most recent Who story in prose.
So dark is The Fall that – at the show’s halfway point – we’re now fairly certain that its creator Allan Cubitt wrote it in a mixture of kitten blood and the tears of toddlers who’d dropped their ice cream.
The Wolfpack go on one last wild ride in the final part in the Hangover trilogy; a solid buddy-comedy with plenty of action sandwiched in the middle.
Hailing from the middle of Jon Pertwee’s tenure, ‘The Curse of Peladon’ was the first of his Doctor’s two visits to the feudal planet. In a plot running entirely contrary to Star Trek’s prime directive, alien delegates are visiting amounts to little more than an Iron Age society, assessing its suitability for membership to the Galactic Federation.