Visible Monsters II

This blog is moving.

Quit complaining. This is the last time. Honest.

Just kill this RSS feed in your reader and redirect your radar to www.sizemore.co.uk where I’m just about to kick off with Visible Monsters III.

Blogging from there was supposed to be a neat way to separate work from play, but over the last month or so the lines have blurred too much… plus I manage to piss off as many people with my work head on as I do with my fun head so fuck it.

And if you stop reading me because my URL just got shorter I will track you down and punch you in the arm.

Holiday was good. I carried my hatebag:

Jess came back ill and promptly took a week off which sent my work into a tailspin. Should be back on track by tomorrow. Which is all kinds of good because I just added to my workload. I knew this year was going to be busy, but now I am officially CLOSED to new work. First time I’ve ever had to turn people away. Weird.

I think I broke some ice by turning my last business lunch into a demonstration of the only thing worth watching Heroes for - the autopsy-friendly cheerleader:

 I really must stop playing with my food…

Back in a few days.

Proper reboot here once batteries have been recharged.

Yesterday we went to the Poster Roast in Kingston. Weird for a number of reasons, but mainly because I used to live in the place and haven’t been back for years. This kind of thing would probably be off my radar, but luckily my good pal Doc was involved. He gave Jess and I some pretty incredible I Cannot Be Killed shirts and I finally got my mits on some of his original poster art:

Pretty sweet.

Doc and Rachel were then subjected to Wii tennis in return for somewhere to crash. Wii torture is something that’s fast becoming a grueling rights of passage here at McCabe Sizemore HQ.

A nice break from Google docs and spreadsheets. Who knew writing could get so organised.

Buy stuff from Doc here.

Yep still here. Although mostly here.

And doing a spot of guest blogging over on Solace in Cinema.

Lots of VMII stuff to get to.

Look at the pretty advert until I get back…

(Check out the large version for the full sobering effect) via

Lack of a reliable Internet connection and a (hopefully) quick bout of summer flu have kept me out of the game. Been up since 4am with an explodey head. Am currently eating life restoring porridge and catching up with the mountain of stuff in my Google Reader. Great excuse to point you towards Paul Rainey’s 2000AD Prog Slog:

This prog sees the end of the ABC Warriors run. In it, the giant robot with five bickering brains, George, kicks the hell out of BioL’s head quarters (BioL being the corrupt corporation that grows synthi-meat and has been setting fire to the farms of their competitors). Working for a huge, corrupt organisation myself, I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for all the office and factory workers that were trampled to death, especially when you consider that the bosses, the real bad guys, probably work remotely from home or are visiting a tropical planet on “business”.

I have a near enough full set of 2000ADs… if only I had the time to sit down and re read them.

Now this looks like great theatre:

I’m never in the right town at the right time…

I like a good Shakespearian adaptation, but I really like a bad Shakespearian adaptation. Stage or screen doesn’t matter to me as long as it’s slightly wrong headed. Don’t get me wrong - I can’t fault Richard Loncraine’s Richard III with Ian McKellan (his tank is a neighbour afterall*) and I saw a killer version of Hamlet a few years ago with an all male Japanese cast that blew me away. But I get a bigger kick out of Al Pacino making an ass out of himself in Looking for Richard and John Turturro doing his best to hold things together in Men of Respect.

So here comes another modern version of Macbeth that takes the organised crime route

The trailer reveals a cheap, but thoroughly entertaining romp through the Australian underworld with cute lezzed up witches and Mouse from The Matrix. Best of all it’s directed by Geoffrey Romper Stomper Wright (as opposed to say, Geoffrey Cherry Falls Wright).

I love Australian movies too, so this is win win for me. It was released last year so should be easy enough to track down on DVD.

I’m feeling a Macbeth / Men of Respect / Joe MacBeth triple-bill coming on.

*That really is the same tank from the opening of RIchard III. His name is Stompy.

Seems to work…