A Requiem For Rectify: TV’s Most Poignant/Beautiful Show
If this thing ends up reading like an elegy then good because Rectify has been the most elegiac show on television for its entire run.
If this thing ends up reading like an elegy then good because Rectify has been the most elegiac show on television for its entire run.
Here's part one of Bruce's photographic journey through 2016.
Bruce heads out into some rather tremendous scenery to get some free-range meat for the freezer, risking his dear ute.
Bruce serves up a video offering as he ventures out with his bow.
Bruce went for a roar and met some eager stags who proved to be elusive.
Bruce and his friends went off on a mission to find some Tahr.
Episodes of Atlanta don’t unfold the way you expect them to. This isn’t a sitcom, nor is it some miniseries with a fixed first, second and third act.
It's been a week and now the Diggity Doc and Wildcard have had time enough to ponder all the drama of the season six finale of Game of Thrones. So they had a good old chat about it all.
Grab your jackets and dress up warm because winter ain’t coming any longer: it’s already here.
Well, that was certainly something, wasn’t it?
Doesn't look like there'll be a Clegane Bowl but instead we're getting something better in the Battle of the Bastards.
“A girl is Arya Stark of Winterfell, and I’m going home.”
From the gut stabbing of one character and some sneaky possible motives to the disease of violence and who it might afflict to everyone's new favourite character.
Once again Game of Thrones has pulled that same old glorious trick. A character, much beloved and long thought lost or dead to the screen revived before our eyes and to the glee of all those watching.
Like your old school ball, everybody who's anybody is heading to Riverrun right now and, yes, there will be slow jams.
UNCLE BENJEN!!! Mate, what a pleasure to see you again, champion.
I will hold the door. Just as you will hold the door, we all will hold the door.
Ladies and gentlemen, watchers and wargs, if we could all dry our eyes and bow our heads just for a moment now...