Is Suicide Squad objectively the worst film ever to have won an Oscar? I decided to find out.
Category: Journalism
I have achieved my final form and turned the magazine you read when you drink alone in a Wetherspoons in some brilliant #content for the New Statesman!
Here’s me bitching about that stupid viral video where Simon Sinek pretends to be sad about millennials not having alarm clocks.
I covered the CityMetric desk for a couple of weeks in early November, writing about ersatz tube maps, the lost London ‘Eiffel Tower’, pointless plans to restore the Euston Arch and the centuries-long impact of St Paul’s Cathedral on the development of London, among other things.
Imagine a dystopian world in which I was asked to evaluate how plausible the premises in the first two series of Black Mirror were.
For some reason the New Statesman have allowed me to make a passionate defence of the work of some actor called Nicolas Cage.
An argument that, if we want to stop property developers ruining London, history tells us that we need to get drunk and appoint a fake Mayor.
I delved into the history and the rules of Blue Plaques for CityMetric: read this if you want to ensure you get one of your own.
Is it possible to make railway station platform numbers interesting? I attempted it.
