Yesterday we saw 'Blade II' - I had to drag Jess kicking and screaming all the way but I think she quite liked the end result. The oddest thing was that the finale shows this decaying hell creature finally succumbing to death after a life that had gone on for far too long and brought misery to all it had touched - and then we step out of the cinema and find that the Queen Mother had died. Hey ho the witch is dead and all that... Back to 'Blade II' : A lot has been made about the inclusion of former Bros pinup Luke Goss in the film but the fact is that he's pretty damn good, as is the other surprise Brit actor Danny John-Jules of 'Red Dwarf' fame. Donny Yen from just about all my favourite Hong Kong movies is also in the mix but really underused... the good news is that as action films goes 'Blade II' is excellent - it fails on every level as a horror movie which is a shame but if you want to see some very impressive fight sequences then this really is the dogs bollocks. No need to get all pretentious and snort down your nose at the this type of movie - its filled with terrible lines, the plot is hole-ridden, some scenes are too similar to stuff used in 'Aliens' or del Toro's earlier 'Mimic' but despite all that it still slaps a big grin on your face for its running time... There was a great trailer just before hand too: A British made werewolf movie, which is exactly what I've been waiting for since around 1981. It only opens at the end of May but I'm already excited. Not as excited as the guy who works in Muji who grabbed me as I was waiting for Jess in the changing room - the guy just springs up and starts throwing questions at me about the new Spiderman movie - this leads to chat about the Blade movies and the 'X Men'... this guy was a complete drooling fan and I loved him immediately. We both showed a little nervousness at the prospect of Sam Raimi being able to pull off the Spidey flick and then he told me that Bryan Singer wanted to get the whole 'origin' story out of the way during the opening credits - that makes so much more sense than wasting time pissing around with Peter Parker's teenage angst when all we wanna see is Spidey kick the shit out of the bad guys... Anyway this guy rocked despite being a complete stranger... wished I'd got his name. I celebrated Easter in grand style by watching Oliver Reed getting bitten to death by killer dwarves in Cronenberg's 'The Brood' - there's nothing like a relaxing Sunday spent with Samantha Eggar as she licks the blood off her new cub freshly ripped from one of her mutated birth sacks... About time that Mr Cronenberg got back to his roots I think. Mike is blogging to: the hum of the computer as many miles away a 101 year old woman continues to decay