We Are All Going To Hell 14
I made the mistake of reading this on the BBC website today.
And I don’t think I’ve ever hated humanity more than I do right now.
I made the mistake of reading this on the BBC website today.
And I don’t think I’ve ever hated humanity more than I do right now.
I’ve seen Threads. I have, in fact, seen it more than once, which is some special sort of idiotic masochism. So I’m no sort of shrinking violet when it comes to crushing, soul-destroying bleakness. I’m made of reasonably stern stuff, backed up by the sort of misanthropy that serves as a “Well, duh” shield against the horror of humanity.
So I don’t speak lightly when I say I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything bleaker or more horrible than episode 1 of Black Mirror.
Call me naive or innocent or gullible or whatever, but I was really looking forward to Frankie Boyle’s Tramadol Nights. The cheeky wee Glasgow scamp was more or less single-handedly responsible for making Mock The Week watchable – which I’m aware isn’t an exactly controversial view.
But what’s less commonly realised is that the reverse is also true.
Wings Over Scotland is a thing that exists.