Tag Archives: TV

Dark may be dark, but its journey is also a lot of fun

Posted on 30/10/2020 by Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard

During series two of Dark I had, let’s call it, an episode. Who the fuck is that badly burnt fella that’s just appeared on the screen? And what’s he on about? Thankfully Dark’s moments of disorienting opacity are fleeting. This … Continue reading →

Posted in TV | Tagged Adam and Eve, Back to the Future, Claudia, German, I want to believe, Jonas, kitsch fandoms, Meticulous, Mulder and Scully, Netflix, nuclear catastrophe, post-apocalyptic, pre-Covid perspective, Prometheus, Rust Cohle, Se7en, Silence of the Lambs, Stranger Things, The Cave, The Lost Boys, The Truth Is Out There, The X-Files, Threads, Time travel, TV, Winden | Leave a comment

Too Old To Die Young is boring, but worse yet, cynical

Posted on 28/02/2020 by Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard

When’s the last time you watched something that surprised you? In a good or a bad way? For movies it would be The Skin I Live In. Deadwood was the last TV show, and that débuted nearly fifteen years ago. … Continue reading →

Posted in TV | Tagged Amazon Prime, Boring, Cynicism, David Lynch, Deadwood, Dystopian, eccentric Hollywood producer, Ed Brubaker, Jena Malone, John Hawkes, luvvie fashionistas, Lynchian, Martin Jones, Mexicans, Miles Teller, Mulholland Drive, Nicolas Winding Refn, Nihilistic, Orbus Terrarum, paedophile killing operation, Patrick Bateman, Pretty Like Elvis, Taste, The Orb, The Skin I Live In, TV, wanky art-school voyeurs, William Baldwin | Leave a comment

How HBO’s Chernobyl successfully mixes dramatisation and science.

Posted on 30/07/2019 by Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard

Representing a non-fiction period piece set in the Soviet Union with English dialogue seems ridiculous. In fact, it is. The question is whether the narrative and performance is capable of sufficiently wrestling your attention away from the elephant’s ginormous arse. … Continue reading →

Posted in TV | Tagged Boris Shcherbyna, bromance, Chernobyl, Emma Watson, English dialogue, HBO, Hiroshima, Jared Harris, KGB, Moscow, Pete Tong, Radiation, self-styled champagne socialist millennial professional types earning 60k a year, Soviet Union, Stalinist, Stellan Skarsgard, TV, Twitter, Ulana Khomyuk is a composite, Valery Legasov | Leave a comment

Binging on Billions

Posted on 29/10/2018 by Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard

I’m usually not one to judge, but binge watching TV shows is fucking sad, no matter how good they are. You automatically picture someone sitting at home, alone, in their underwear, lights dimmed, eating a takeaway or fattening snacks, watching … Continue reading →

Posted in TV | Tagged All That Jazz, Axe Cap, Bill 'Dollar' Stern, Billions, Binging, Bobby Axelrod, Chuck Rhoades, Damain Lewis, Doing Esctacy and Ket like Shaun Ryder, Domination fetish with Domino's pizzas?, Gingerness, Gordon Gekko spliced with Einstein, Harmless Hedonism, Joe Gideon, Jordan Peterson, Machiavellianism, MacOS is incredulous, Mariana Trench, Non-binary pronouns, Paul Giamatti, Robespierre, Roy Schneider smoked himself to death, Showtime, Trumpian court jester, TV, Wags, Wendy Rhoades | Leave a comment

Mindhunter – intellectual pulp.

Posted on 28/03/2018 by Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard

We all find serial killers fascinating, and the odder their motivations and crimes are, the better. A quote from Fight Club, a film principally about psychosis induced by immersing one’s self in a materialistic life, explains this intrigue, ‘only when … Continue reading →

Posted in TV | Tagged 70's, Bill, Deviant behaviour, Edmund Kemper, FBI Profiling, Fight Club, Flat tops, Holden, Intellectual Pulp, It's always something to do with the mum, Lecter-lite, Materialism, Mindhunter, Necrophilia in the Trailer Park Boys, Netflix, Psychology, Pulp, Serial Killers, TV, Wendy | Leave a comment