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Archive for April, 2006
Video games are making children lazy, rude and stupid. While we fret about an epidemic of childhood obesity, video games lure the youngest members of our society into a life of sloth. While we watch the world around us collapse in an ever increasing spectacle of war and violence, video games teach children that crime and brutality is not just rewarding, but entertaining. Now, when it is more important than ever that the next generation be equipped with skills necessary to solve the dire problems they will no doubt face, we watch helplessly as our youngest and brightest are lured into stultifying worlds of fantasy. Video Games – they’re more perverse than the Marquis de Sade, more addictive than crack cocaine and more destructive than a convoy of super-charged monster trucks being driven by intoxicated dinosaurs. Right?
“Step inside the greatest mind in history” says the tag line on the book’s cover. It sounds gimmicky, and maybe it is a little bit, but Please Mr Einstein is weightier and more satisfying than its weak title suggests. It takes the term science fiction to an absolutely literal level; it is fiction completely wrapped […]
Writers International is Wellington’s first multi-ethnic writers’ group – a place where refugee, ex-pat and new New Zealand writers who are unfamiliar with this country’s publishing formalities are welcome to share their work. World Words is a collection of the work which has been through Writers International meetings. The first two thirds of the book […]
The screening for You, Me and Everyone We Know was packed, and I mean really packed; every seat was filled shoulder-to-shoulder except for the first three rows. It was really nostalgic, like in 1991 when I was five and I watched Beauty and the Beast in a full cinema. I hadn’t experienced that in a […]
Rent touches on everything that a musical needs. It has complicated love stories, failed stars, and dirt-poor bohemian artists struggling to make it big. And to add to all of that, they can’t pay their rent and have AIDS. This is the archetypal New York tenement neighbourhood, apparently, which initially I found to be fairly […]
Based on a true story, Mrs Henderson Presents is a fantastic period film about the history of the Windmill Theatre in London’s West End. I really enjoyed the nearly full cinema, but as I scanned the crowd I realised it was full of conservatively dressed over-40 year olds. I felt rather out of place watching […]
Sometimes an action movie can be forgiven for a terrible screenplay. Bad lines have worked a certain magic for Arnie and Keanau Reeves, but when clichés dribble from the lips of every character, in every scene, like bolognaise sauce at a cheap Italian restaurant it’s hard not to cringe.
Dubbed the ‘Queen of Poetry’ in her high school years, Spark has always been a writer. Before her success as a novelist, she worked in journalism and publishing, writing poetry and essays, one of which grew into an excellent biography of Mary Shelley.