Alright, alright, ALRIGHT! I’m doing it. When journalists and media types (not Barra) keep asking when the next Paul Murray rant is coming, I have to oblige. The trouble with Murray is that lately he just hasn’t been bad enough. Ponderous, yes. Boring, most certainly, but unfortunately for us, he hasn’t recently taken to film reviewing or comedy, areas where he is farcically under endowed. He did use his signature phrase “first blush” this week though. Enough? Dear senior journalist, why not walk over and suggest Teh Paul reviews Benjamin Button? That should give me something to get my teeth into. He’s your own colleague!
Much more interesting West wise is that the old work horse (or is that tug boat?) Pam Casellas is finally FINALLY, leaving. She makes sure she doesn’t go without some typical dross though. What? Jeff Newman knew when to retire and did? What are you talking about woman? He was past it when bathtub racing was popular on The Swan. I don’t think you’re really in the best position to judge when someone has overstayed their welcome Pam.
And how many have asked me when I’m again going to put the boot into Inside Cover, the It’s Academic of contemporary humour. Someone rang me at work in some kind of foaming rage to tell me that they had a police car parked in a bus bay as their highlight. What the fuck is going on down there? What happened to the IC renaissance? It’s like a boring version of The Worst of Perth where they can’t say cunt. When is Daniel Hatch going to just kill Rob Broadfield? I was given a sneak photo of Broadfield’s workflow and layout techniques, which might go a ways to explain La Hatch’s problems. Click for larger version.