"FUCKIN' DANTE... POETRY-WRITING FAGGOT! PIECE OF SHIT, MOTHERFUCKER!" Yesterday we went up to the Prince Charles and saw The Count of Monte Cristo. I know, I know... we should have known better. Jess wanted to see something 'fun' and this was the best of a bad bunch. I thought the whole thing looked terrible from the trailer but the film is much much worse - I knew we were in trouble when I saw all the single girlies going into the cinema, the posters didn't carry the necessary 'chick-flick' warnings.... they did however say "A Kevin Reynolds Film" and "From the maker of Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves" Fuck. But then again it did have Guy Pearce in who was great in LA Confidential and Memento (I should have been thinking The Time Machine and Neighbours) and Luis Guzman from Traffic, Out of Sight, Carlito's Way etc... Unfortunately he is delegated to the sidekick role that Nick Cravat had to Burt Lancaster in The Crimson Pirate. The leading man, James Caviezel, was no Burt Lancaster though. Its too easy a target to go into detail on but suffice to say it was a big pile of crap. The most interesting thing was seeing Guy Pearce snivel and sneer all the way through the movie. This is interesting because as soon as he sneers he becomes a dead ringer for Kenneth Williams. I enjoyed the second half of the movie more because I just pretended I was watching 'Carry On Fencing' but was disappointed that no one resembled Sid James and commented on the Countess' assets. Frank came over last night and we watched Unbreakable after a couple of hours of 'Grand Theft Auto III' - I have nothing to say in that game's defence - its an abomination but its also fucking funny. Ok - Mailart - I have a pretty big list of people now but would still like more. I've been talking to Danny today and I think we are ready to get this kicked off tomorrow. I'll update the page accordingly - I'm sure the whole thing will take several months to complete but we will be tracking the book and its contents and putting up updates along the way. As well as a digital version up online we will be trying to make physical copies of the book available to everyone who takes part. Should be good fun. I just got the best email I�ve had for a while. Those that have known me long enough will know I used to frequent the London poetry circuit a few years ago... well every now and again the silly shit I used to write comes back to haunt me - check this out: "Dear Mike, I would like to inform you of your nomination as Poet of the Year for 2002, and to personally invite you to read your poetry at the single largest gathering of poets in history, where you will be formally inducted as an International Poet of Merit and Honored Member of our Society for 2002. Your induction will take place Friday evening, August 23rd, in the United States Capital, Washington, D.C., during the International Society of Poets Summer 2002 Convention and Symposium. You will also be honored with two separate and very special awards for your poetic achievement at special ceremonies throughout the weekend..." It goes on and on... all I have to do is cough up the entry fee and make my way to Washington... ha! "The single largest gathering of poets in history" Sounds fucking scary. So I'm working up at the cinema for the first time this evening - should be fun. Mike is blogging to: the sound of Jess beating up weird monsters on Final Fantasy X