A Little Tribute To Terrance Dicks. The Doctor Who Writer That Got Me Reading

Really sad to hear of the passing of Doctor Who writer and script editor Terrance Dicks. A man who, to me, was as quintessential to the fabric and heart of the Time Lord saga as anyone. It was also this man, Terrance Dicks, who gave me the passion to read. Especially grateful to him as I’ve always struggled with dyslexia, reading as a pre-teen was difficult. Luckily Tom Baker stomping around with his big scarf and jelly babies fighting all manner of monsters through time and space, at home, or even far off in an unknown galaxy had caught this young Mikey’s attention. I wanted more! Continue reading

If You Saw The Light Beam? It Was Me! Watchmen (2009) & 2001 A Space Odyssey (1968)

024

An un-wolfed Me, Nyah and Kofi

What a weekend of film with my two children, the proud Dad smile could of easily been seen from Jupiter. First up, Friday, Kofi said he wanted to see Watchmen and the smile started to form in the corners of my mouth. Forget the popcorn, I grab a pile of pork chops to see us through. Father and son time with dark twisted supers and a mountain of meat. Continue reading

Blast of Silence (1961) The Hired Hate Of Harlem Hitman

Blast Of Silence (1961) Criterion Allen Baron Neo film noir drama hitman

Just as our anti-hero hitman emerges from the subway tunnel womb to the sound of that great gravelly voice of Hart To Harts Max (Lionel Stander) I knew this was going to hit that bell at the top of my Wolfie meter with a sledgehammer blow. Blast Of Silence smashed me square in the chest with two slugs of a blasting revolver.

Narrator – “Remembering out of the black silence, you were born in pain.”

Blast Of Silence (1961) Allen Baron Neo film noir drama smoking arrival train NY Continue reading

Essex County By Jeff Lemire – Canadian Hockey And Deep Sad Sunny Reading

Essex County By Jeff Lemire collected wolfman

I can only imagine the heart, soul and passion associated with ice hockey within the inner core of most Canadians. So it was a real pleasure to read a quote inside the pages of Jeff Lemire’s comic book Essex County from academic writer and humorist Stephen Leacock (1869/1944). It gave me a sense of the attachment, devotion and importance the sport must have, opening up my mind and adding context to this most excellent read.

Hockey captures the essence of Canadian experience in the New World. In a land so inescapably and inhospitably cold, hockey is the chance of life, and an affirmation that despite the deathly chill of winter we are alive. Stephen Leacock

Continue reading