Chen in Paper 3 or we riot.

Fuck yes. That's my shitty Monday instantly improved.

Having never watched any of the Fast and Furious films, I've now seen the first two in one weekend. I didn't mind the original, it was a bit of popcorn fun. The second was dogshit.

Me and the newly 6-year-old have been slowly working our way through NuWho from the start, after he fell in love with our early Saturday morning Ncuti/Ruby watch a couple of years back. Today we hit School Reunion, which I've not watched in years.

When I stand for election, I won't have many promises, but I'll make one thing mandatory: at 4pm on a grey Bank Holiday Monday afternoon, the whole country stops whatever they are doing to sit down with a cup of tea and watch Octopussy.

In the past 48 hours, I have watched JFK for the first time, listened to the @smershpod.com episode on it, then listened to the episode where @4hundredblows.bsky.social talks about the book he's written about the JFK assassination, then pre-ordered said book.

No, you're spending your Friday night watching a 2-part documentary where Yvette Fielding tours Television Centre in the company of the 1980s Doctor Who cast.

Bloody good bit of #Taskmaster, that.

Whilst the world is going to shit, I've just devoured @watsoncomedian.bsky.social's 2020 novel Contacts, which is utterly beautiful. A story about life, love, loss, regret and hope, paced like a thriller and with all the emotional wallop I'd come to expect from Watson's books.

Obviously only the one choice of movie to watch this evening...

Bella Moy: Still not dead, but more importantly, still not chain-eating Maltesers. #Grace #StopGettingGraceWrong

Finally watched the last Amazon episodes of Neighbours. I think this was probably what Eliot was writing about when he said 'not with a bang but a whimper.'

Tonight's movie is Mission Impossible 2 on 4K. A movie that is much derided as the worst in the series, but which I unapologetically, inexplicably and wholeheartedly adore.

Five minutes into the 2025 I Know What You Did Last Summer, and I can't wait to see all these obnoxious dickheads be gutted by a nutter with a fish hook.

Just finished listening to One Sinha Lifetime, the autobiography of the great @paulsinha.bsky.social. Highly recommended. A hilarious hymn to joy, love, trivia and the importance of general knowledge. Beautiful, heartwarming, life-affirming stuff.

The year: 2158. The day: Shrove Tuesday. Huge viewscreens and speakers descend from drones in the sky above every British township, colony and outpost station. A battered, silver-grey box is lowered by wind-buffetted helicopter into the middle of a post-nuclear winter Trafalgar Square.

Happy Safer Internet Day! Time for the traditional annual viewing of the Newsround Extra special 'Caught in the Web', narrated by David Tennant, which could not be more 2010 if it tried.

Wonderfully bleak ending to the second season of #TheNightManager. Let's not have a decade until.the third, please. Also, I think I am now 100% in love with Hayley Squires.

I always like to look at the newspaper front pages each morning. Today, as the world is going to rot, at least 4 of them are leading with 'Woman Plaits Own Hair'. Christ alive.

If anything happens to the Vicar, I'm out. #TheNightManager

Fair play, the Academy. Sinners is really rather good.

Bits of Diamonds Are Forever that I think are good: 1. The fight in the lift. 2. Klaus Hergesheimer, G Section. That's about it, I think. Even in 4K.

I was a bit soft on this second series of The Night Manager, but the latter half of episode 4 was exceptional.

Hell yes, Alistair Petrie is back. Always nice to see a Smershpod guest in a prestige drama #thenightmanager

OK, I am quite enjoying the new Inspector Lynley.

Just finished the fourth and final series of Eighth Doctor and Lucie audios. And, whilst it's not what I want or need my Who to be all the time, I found that last run absolutely wonderful, drawing together bits of character and arc from over the decades into one bleak and beautiful ending.

Take Cubby Broccoli's words out of your damn mouth.

Just watched Goodbye June, and I take back everything I ever said about Johnny Flynn when he was just that annoying bloke in the Cineworld ads.

Every single word of this: ‘I find it all a bit comforting’: why Zodiac is my feelgood movie www.theguardian.com/film/2026/ja...

I hope Paul Hickey turns up on his motorbike to do some pathology soon #Lynley

Morse does not give one solitary shit. He turns up to a murder site, pissed off that someone's interrupted his hobbies by being inconveniently dead, flirts with any woman present whilst making Lewis do the legwork, then gets bored of it all and goes to the pub. My man.

As a kid, I remember my parents watching Inspector Morse on Sunday nights seemed like the most boring thing ever, and would always be my cue to go have a bath and get to bed in readiness for school the next day.

Absolutely not trusting the Vicar #thenightmanager

Barely a day in, and 2026 is already way better than last year.

I bring Sutekh's gift of one of those big tubs of Mini Cheddars.

Do all these 'If you start watching the movie at..., this will happen on the stroke of midnight' posts take into account PAL to NTSC conversion rates and the time difference between DVD and Blu-Ray, or am I the only one losing sleep?

Did your review of the films of 2025 include mention of Sarah & Duck, Renford Rejects, Sorry I've Got No Head and The People's Book of Records? Didn't think so. Mine did though. krilencu.blogspot.com/2025/12/i-am...

Times change. Relationships fail. Friends, lovers and places come and go. But one thing prevails: at some point, every Christmas Eve, I'm going to watch George Lazenby have his bonce twatted against the side of a bobsleigh run. And I couldn't be happier.

Presents are wrapped, everything's prepared, small people are asleep. Time for a warm mince pie and the greatest film ever made.

It's not really Christmas until Tony needs Gary, and Gary needs Tony.

My Mandela Effect is that I was convinced there was a @smershpod.com episode on Ronin, featuring @johnrain.co.uk and someone like John Thomson discussing the triple threat of Bond villains in the movie. Alas, I fear I've dreamt this.

Just watched Aftersun (I know, I know), and if anyone needs me, I'm going to be crying into the void for the next ten years.

Someone's never watched The Daemons, or The Mind of Evil, or Terror of the Zygons, or The Claws of Axos, or...

Watching Spider-Man 3 for the first time since the cinema to appease the 5 year old. 90 minutes in and we've yet to encounter a likeable character.

It's ridiculous how many solid Christmas cooking and baking tips I'm genuinely taking from the shorter one of Sam and Mark.

A tad behind on my Eccleston Big Finishes, byt I've listened to the whole of the Nine/River boxset over the last few days, and the final story is just sublime. Top tier BF.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Few things make me laugh more than a Smersh on a film I know well, and this one is a blinder.

I'll temper my hopes and assume the most exciting thing we're getting today is a video of Bill from Mud saying 'Happy Doctor Who Day'.

First time watching Thunderball in years, and whilst there is undeniably some cool shit going on, I still find the lengthy underwater scenes interminably dull. Sean has never looked better, mind.