Thursday, 30th January 1997
The fluouououorescent tube above my desk is on the blink and it's giving me a headache. I must fetch Tom the Office Technician immediately. However, first let me rave about Fortean TV and Brass Eye.
Bangin', those programmes, largin' it, Chris Morris, viiibe, Lionel Fanthorpe, mingin', top telly, satan satan satan satan. Perhaps not to everyone's taste, but if you like watching clips from Iranian TV of live cows being shot out of cannons, mermaid autopsies, strange goat killing monsters and celebrities being humiliated then this is the TV hour for you. I particularly enjoyed watching Paul Daniels film endorsements for a campaign to get an East German elephant's trunk from out of its guts.
And if you don't, then it isn't.
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