But what the hey, listen in for various delights such as:

⊱ Inappropriate Duvet Sharing!

⊱ Live Knitting!

⊱ Post-Oscars Bitching from Dan!

⊱ Kino & La Roux!

⊱ Gratuitous Swearing!

⊱ Hangovers!

…and so much more. Do it.

 Dissection of the Oscar Nominations and Predictions!

Nixon’s Money-grabbing Comical Greed

Crusted Cream biscuits!

Tour-de-Streep!

Constant references to the Guardian!

Kate Winslet’s Holocaust Movie Theory

And, a MYSTERIOUS MYSTERY GUEST!

Do it.

I’m just writing to say Episode 2 is on its way. I’m going to be recording a special episode this Saturday, and so should hope to have it up by Sat evening or Sunday. Just to let you know!

GJB.

Yeah. 

Everybody’s doing them.

It’s so refreshing to know that Sheen and Langella started with FROST/NIXON on the stage in London, followed it on its transfer to the US, and have (quite rightly) been cast for the screen. The result is that Sheen and Langella inhabit their characters so fully and convincingly, one doesn’t feel as though observing a caricature, but the real Frost and Nixon before them.

Frank Langella’s performance is truly Oscar-worthy, from his deep, coarse voice to the wonderfully underplayed comedy of the role, right through the the seething passion of the film’s only completely fictional moment – a late-night call between a drunken Nixon and seemingly defeated Frost that sets the stakes for the coming climax.

Refreshingly, neither Peter Morgan’s script nor Ron Howard’s spotless direction slate Nixon as the absurdly Machiavellian villain that the contemporary media and, by inference, popular memory can often perceive him as. Rather, we are allowed an insight into the humanity and painful burden of regret shouldered by a man who’s fall was so complete and irreparable, that one can’t help but feel at least a tinge of pity as he finally faces his failings and that all-important close-up betrays just how broken he feels.

More over, Michael Sheen’s Frost is far from the knight in shining armour, but more the popular entertainer hooked on celebrity and desperate to reinvigorate his fading career. His victory is hard won (and, indeed, deserved) but the compassion he appears to show at seeing Nixon utterly defeated saves him from becoming the villain of the tale.

Overall, an excellently entertaining and enthralling telling of one of the most significant moments in US political history, pulled off with the highest of standards. Shower this movie with awards. Now.

While it would be naïve to think that all of these will be drafted into law or, indeed, even brought to the Senate, the publication of such an agenda is highly encouraging, especially in the context of the UN call for equality and rights for all, regardless of sexual identity. In reality, until the Democrats gain a filibuster-proof majority, they are likely to face trouble bringing about wholesale changes in the Senate, but initial measures such as repealing DOMA  and DA,DT, as well as federal recognition of civil unions and gay marriage from other countries could well pave the way to larger, more permanent change. We’ll see.

Listen in for such bedazzling gems of oration such as:

PhD Applications & Visits to New York!

 Edinburgh!

Exam Evasion!

Forbidden NYU!

Kate Winselt’s Baps! (Gather… Gather…)

Obama-rama and Barackapella!

It’s certain to be a wonderful event, even if Aretha Franklin won’t be singing. “Oh, how exciting!” I hear you cry, “Can we listen to it now?” Well, lucky reader, 

 YES YOU CAN!

Scapegoat... Gets Caught

END.

I’m attending, of course, and it’s just after exams and during our week off. What better way to spend the mid-term break than with an expenses-paid jaunt in New York, eh? What indeed.