GARY STEEL watches William Friedkin talk about his film The Exorcist for 105 minutes and realises he’ll never get that time back.
Dyson poured loads of cash and science into their latest creation which PAT PILCHER’s better half got to try out on her fulsome and naturally curly hair.
PAT PILCHER auditions a nifty router that not only benefits from the nifty new Wi-Fi 6 standard but comes at an amazingly nice price.
GARY STEEL watches a compelling documentary about an amazing (and awful) woman with a creeping sense of unease. Essential viewing, he reckons.
If you were wondering where the weird went in this year’s film fest, look no further. GARY STEEL enters another dimension.
It’s a bit like having a perpetual hangover, but GARY STEEL just can’t stop mulling over the sozzled, discarded clientele of the bar that is no more.
Finally, writes GARY STEEL, a film that comprehensively engages with the astonishing filmic legacy of Stanley Kubrick, more or less from the horse’s mouth.
The iconic Technics brand weighs in with its own wireless earphones and PAT PILCHER pronounces them as great as you suspected they would be.