A TRIP TO THE FLICKS

I've been a bit uninspired by the cinema of late, summer has that way of turning a six week period of dreadful remakes into a cash cow of crap, so it had been a while since I had sat in a suspiciously sticky velour chair for a couple of hours. Last week I saw Woody Allen's new one - "Whatever Works" - I know that is one of the most toecurlingly awful, middle class, bourgeoisie sentences to fall out my mouth, I might as well be wearing elbow patches, buying a £7 organic loaf from "Bread Etcetera" whilst claiming not to watch any TV (apart from Newsnight). That aside, it was good, really good in fact. Proper laugh out loud funny, I've been a bit dubious of Woody since "Match Point" - but I think with his return to comedy, and vitally New York, he's back in the comfort zone and it works.

Secondly, I went to see Twilight, see I'm not a snob. Despite all the (really) bad reviews, I thought it was aight. You know what to expect so I don't see why people would turn up looking for some mad Academy Award winning skills; it's all heavy breathing and betrothals - very mid-western daydream. I do think the whole Mormon abstinence thing is a bit shambolic though, according to True Blood vampires are, err... demonic should we say? No wonder they're getting married.

So, this is what I have seen, and this is what I want to see, how exciting - I love film trailers.