It’s easy to criticise…
Posted on | July 6, 2009 | 4 Comments
…And fun too.
I’ve begun writing a column over at Flickering Myth.
“What?” you ask, “a column? What’s this, Hayes? You think you’re some sort of hot-shot, Giles Coren-type character now? Think you’re too good for the rest of us?”
The answer to these questions is, an emphatic, yes… yes I do. And, being honest, this isn’t a recent thing. I’ve felt that way for some time. As long as I can remember, really.
You come back with “So what’s it all about, then?”
Easy. It’s basically just me, complaining and bellyaching about films.
“Oooh, so you’re a film critic now?” you ask.
Sort of. The best thing is that I’m only going to be considering films I don’t like. Given that I’m incredibly well disposed to disliking stuff and, given that I love to share my dislike with pretty much anyone, whether they’re interested or not, I’m quite looking forward to spreading my bile to a wider audience.
So then, it’s called I Sat Through That?
You can read the introduction here.
The first article, in which I bad-mouth Hostel, is here.
Go. Look.
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You bad mouth Hostel? Oh my, I have to read this. I loved that film (well enough to go right out and rent number 2!) … of course, I don’t really like that genre, so maybe I’m a horrer dilettante.
Each to their own, Ellie, no matter how wrong their opinion may be. For instance, I have it on good authority that some people don’t like chicken liver pâté. They are wrong too but are entitled to their misguided views on the non-deliciousness of the substance.
I haven’t seen Hostel 2. I imagine I’d like it about as much as the first. Or maybe less. Yeah, probably less.
Hostel 2 was even better!!!!!! But I must admit there is a sense of comedy about it.
Those some people who don’t like chicken liver pate (and congratulations on the use of fancy foreign characters! I’m not that well acquainted with my keyboard!) might be very sensible indeed. That stuff will kill ya.
I sense you’re just trying to bait me. I’ll have none of it. Either the Hostel stuff or the pooh-poohing of the pâté.