It’s time for coming-of-age films to come of… well, you get the idea.


I’ve long been a fan of coming-of-age films, but just lately, I’ve found that they’ve left me feeling a little deflated — like they were missing something. Having watched The Kings of Summer recently, the standard, post-movie debrief began typically enough: ‘Soooooo, whaddidya think?’

As it goes, I thought it was good; well-acted, amusingly written — with some proper big-dumb-laugh moments — and kept pretty simple. Maybe it occasionally got a bit too ‘sitcom’, but for the most part, it worked. It was a nice surprise and it’s easy to see why people have taken to it. Continue reading


Memo to myself: do the dumb things I gotta do.


(Three points for anybody who knows the next line to that song.)

I was just making a mental list of my intended writerly pursuits for this year. Obviously the first thing is to grow a beard — it’s a pretty key prerequisite to becoming a novelist and I’ve already made a reasonable attempt. As we all know, there’s a direct correlation between fullness of beard and writing ability — and, whilst I’m not confident I have the sort of beardly fortitude to be a D H Lawrence, a Fyodor Dostoyevsky, or a George R.R. Martin, I could definitely be a Macaulay Culkin. Continue reading