The 8½th Doctor November 23, 2013 is going to be interesting.
This would have been AMAZING if it were to really happen.
This is beautiful.
This may be the best thing I have seen on the Internet in years. Whomever did this deserves a medal. Bresslaw as Colossus and Williams as Magneto is a stroke of genius.
Carry on X-Men The typography isn’t perfect but top marks for everything else. This is brilliant on so many levels.
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Fox news Who knew?
advert for the university that Matt Smith went to
And a partridge in a pear tree I imagine there are 10 other universities that might follow suit with their promotions.
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The north I didn’t have Strax picked as such a southern jessie. ‘I strongly advise the issuing of scissor grenades, limbo vapour and triple-blast brain splitters. Just generally. Remember, we are going to the north.’
Learning French Eddie Izzard is brilliant. Here he is on learning French (it gets better toward the end).
‘Pixarification’ Great points here from director Danny Boyle. Where are films such as The French Connection these days, that push the envelope and have adult (not porn) themes? Answer: cable TV.
If watching The Only Way is Essex is like going to a city farm—you know, with cows and pigs and stuff, quite nice, but also familiar because you’ve almost certainly encountered these creatures in other places—then Made in Chelsea (E4) is like going to the zoo proper.
Halo again Selling The Saint at MIPTV in Cannes: let’s hope it gets picked up.
I have to tell you that all through my fifty years in the business, two words have always been in my thoughts—these two words are ‘What luck’. What luck to have met, in the far-off days of weekly rep, a marvellous comedian called Glenn Melvyn, who gave me my first TV job and taught me how to stutter. What luck to have been in Oxford rep when a young Peter Hall arrived as director and brought me to London’s West End. What luck that James Gilbert saw me do a radio show and put me in The Frost Report. What luck that the star of that show, David Frost, put me under contract, that resulted in Porridge and Open All Hours, and who paired me with the wonderful Ronnie Corbett. What luck to have had a wife for forty-five years, who throughout my television career, sat in the audience of every show and laughed louder than anyone else. And finally, standing here before you, with this most honoured award bestowed upon me by you, what luck, what wonderful luck, to be flanked on either side by my two best friends, Ronnie Corbett and David Jason. And I might cry, Gwyneth Paltrow, watch out.
Quick and mostly irrelevant thoughts from a 
