There are 100000 extra people in Manchester tonight for the UEFA Cup Final. The drinking began last night, the “fan zones” opened their casks at 10am today. It’s a lovely, sunny day so everyone will be thirsty. By the time the match rolls around this evening, the streets of Mancunia will be running with rivers of piss.
“Happy Go Lucky”, weighing in at two hours, was the slightly-less-obese brother of the three-hour epic American piece of shit, “Magnolia”. (yes, I know most people think, “woo! Magnolia! what a piece of art! it’s amazing!” — if you happen to be one of those people: “fuck you!”)
Worst. Film. Ever.
A short commentary of my thoughts as the film went on now follows.
Opening credits: “I want to kill her.”
Opening scene: “gods, she is annoying. I hope the shopkeeper kills her.”
