*giggling like a loon* … i would like to meet the genius nerd who first came up with this

the difference between an american child star and a british child star …

aahhhh Matthew Lewis, outdoing all except perhaps Emma Watson in the Potters Growing Into Hotters stakes. Yum.

genderfuck of the day … Glenn Close in ‘Albert Nobbs’

here’s The Guardian’s caption:

Yep, there’s definitely something slightly frightening about this pic from Albert Nobbs, Glenn Close’s labour-of-love drama about a cross-dressing butler in 19th-century Ireland. But she and Meryl Streep (for The Iron Lady) are already locked in a smackdown for the 2012 best actress Oscar, so on that basis alone, Nobbs is a must-see. There’s some serious class in the rest of the cast, too: Mia Wasikowska, Janet McTeer, Brendan Gleeson and Aaron Johnson

personally, i am FAR from frightened, but maybe that’s just me.

Daniel Radcliffe’s new flick … The Woman in Black

creepy … somewhat intriguing.

boy, neville longbottom grew up nice.

found here.

trailer for The Thing

just a collection

love your documentaries? you’re going to love this free streaming website …

Documentary Storm.

my friday blog over at goldcoast.com.au … Explore your inner drive-in bogan

you can read it here. or you can read it here.

I REDISCOVERED a cracking part of my youth last Tuesday night when I pootled along to the Yatala Drive-In for a triple feature.

I love my movies, it has to be said, but nothing gives me the pip more than forking out $20 for one movie, a rock-hard Choc Top and a watered-down drink at my local cineplex.

Cheap entertainment it is not. Not even on Cheap-As-Chips-Chuesday.

So a quick flirt with Google and lo, up popped the Yatala Drive-in.

A choice of two screens, and six flicks. Three first-release movies for the grand total of $24.

It sounded good to me and I hopped in the trusty truck and nipped up to Exit 38.

Half an hour later I’m snuggled up in the warmth of my own car, hot dog and potato gems in hand, and a plastic bag of Freckles and Jaffas for afters.

Apart from seeing three pretty good movies for half the price of a cineplex, the entertainment value of my fellow audience members was almost worth the price of admission alone.

Kids in their PJs perched on mattresses on the top of Dad’s Hilux, Mum in her Uggs, Uncle Tony in his trakky-daks with the ciggie hanging out the corner of his mouth. Mullets by the carload.

It was brilliant.

Last time I was at the drive-in it was for a triple feature of Police Academy 1, 2 and 3, so that ages me for a start.

The time before that was in my Mini Moke at the Darra Drive-in for a double feature of Young Doctors In Love, followed by Flash Gordon.

Not that I saw much of those two, because my lovely companion and I were too busy, um … well, killing mosquitoes actually. Not too much in the way of doors on a Mini Moke, y’know.

Then there was Battlestar Galactica and Logan’s Run.

Ah, youth.

These days of course all you have to do is tune your car radio into a specific FM radio frequency to get the soundtrack, but the old metal speakers are still available if nostalgia grabs you.

Just remember to unhook it before you drive away.

All in all, it was a top evening and I am determined to make it a regular thing.

At least I know the seats are clean, I can yell at the screen and watch the passing parade of humanity in all its Ugg-booted, mullet-haired glory.

And next time I will know to take my own toilet paper.

trailer for Mission Impossible 4: Ghost Protocol …

i think i might be looking forward to this.