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The Dangers of Watching a Film with a Radio Comedy Nut
Scene: Late on a Thursday night, three people lounge on sofas. Upon the screen is the rather bizarre movie Mirrormask.
The movie churns on.
The loungers are drawn deeper and deeper into the progressively weirder story and visuals.
It's been over an hour now, and the strangeness has clobbered the audience into a sort of numb bemusement.
One begins to nod off.
And then a shout! "THAT'S ANDY HAMILTON!"
On a tangent, have you ever noticed that it is very hard to explain who Stephen Fry is to someone who doesn't know already? I imagine this is a predominantly North American phenomenon. It might be helped if they would just put his name under 'mellifluous' in the dictionary.
The movie churns on.
The loungers are drawn deeper and deeper into the progressively weirder story and visuals.
It's been over an hour now, and the strangeness has clobbered the audience into a sort of numb bemusement.
One begins to nod off.
And then a shout! "THAT'S ANDY HAMILTON!"
On a tangent, have you ever noticed that it is very hard to explain who Stephen Fry is to someone who doesn't know already? I imagine this is a predominantly North American phenomenon. It might be helped if they would just put his name under 'mellifluous' in the dictionary.
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