I re-watched this film the other night. I like it although it leaves out the whole background of the story and only focuses on drugs, desperation and David Bowie (which is not a bad combination either).

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I so need to watch this.

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I watched Trainspotting* again the other night and having a friend reading out my “Choose life” poster in Scottish accent this morning made me want to re-read Irvine Welsh (which I’m going to do tonight).

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I absolutely love Disney. There’s nothing better than being in bed late at night watching old Disney classics. I already wrote about this before, my favourite animated Disney movie was “Robin Hood”. I wanted to be brave like Robin and charming like Maid Marian.

“Are we good guys or bad guys? You know. I mean, uh, our robbin’ the rich to feed the poor.” - “Rob? That’s a naughty word. We never rob. We just… sort of borrow a bit from those who can afford it.”

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Rest in peace, Ian Curtis.

In the early hours of 18 May 1980, Curtis hanged himself in the kitchen of his house in Macclesfield. He had just viewed Werner Herzog’s film Stroszek and listened to Iggy Pop’s The Idiot. At the time of his death, his health was failing as a result of the epilepsy and attempting to balance his musical ambitions with his marriage, which was foundering in the aftermath of his affair with journalist Annik Honoré. His wife found his body the next morning.

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I usually watch a lot of crap at night, preferably trashy films on even trashier channels.  And a few nights ago when I was checking SuperRTL for funny zombie remakes or shark films, I came across “Desperately Seeking Susan” starring Madonna and Rosanna Arquette. The story wasn’t exactly brilliant but I loved the outfits.

I’m not so much of a fashion person but together with my newly discovered love for Polyvore and inspired by this post, I re-created some of the amazing 80ies styles. Hard to believe this was actually Madonna.

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Just saw this on Arte and thought it was pretty amazing.

The short is loosely based on events from high school suburban life. A love obsession, the whirlwind events of a night fueled by drugs and alcohol, and the subsequent loss of innocence.

(Dexiner)

Arte +7 has the full film available online for 7 days (from today on). You can watch it here.

I loved the book when I was little. My mum used to read me from it, while I was looking at the amazing pictures. Apparently now there’s a film about it and the trailer looks amazing. I’m not so much into films, neither do I like screen adaptations of books but I think I’m going to watch this one. (Oh, and it only looks like Marcel beat me to posting this - I actually had this blog post finished this morning but I only just had the time to publish it.)

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Franzi is writing her coursework about “The depiction of London and its cultural stereotypes in the British comedy series The Mighty Boosh” and beta-reading her analysis made me rediscover my love for this tv show. It’s such a genius, inspiring and colourful masterpiece with its very own humour and a cast of freaky, unique characters. I know every single episode by heart and I can sing along to every song.

Watch it on YouTube.

“Picture this scene… you’re in the wilderness.” - “Where?” - “Miles from anywhere.” - “I’ve not ever really left Shoreditch…” - “You’ve come out of Hoxton Square, you turn left instead of right, you’ve gone down to that carpark behind the dragon bar…” - “Oh, it’s horrible round there… well crime watch.”

“This is black magic. This is hardcore. Don’t mess with the occult!” - “I thought it was good for you.” - “What?” - “Well, you know, good for your digestive system.” - “That’s Yakult!” - “Oh, yeah…”

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The first two series of Skins are the only videos I have on my computer so I found myself watching it a lot recently. Skins has been hyped everywhere so, unless you’ve been living under a rock for the past two years, I supposed you’ve heard of it before. It’s about a group of British teenagers who are going to school in the morning, are having secret affairs with their teachers, partying a lot, listening to good music, drinking, taking drugs, making out and doing other things teenagers are supposed to do.

I love it. I just hate every single character. I think it might even be the whole concept of the series: maybe we were never supposed to like them - we just keep watching and watchting and watching and just can’t help but adopt those kids with their amusing silliness and their annoying omnipresence.