As has been the case for some time now, the best thing I've watched on Netflix in a while is a documentary series.
This time, it's a three-parter detailing the events of Woodstock '99 - an anniversary celebration of 30 years since the seminal 1969 festival that has since been held up as a summation of the peace and love sensibilities of the time - always a fallacy that was brought crashing down to earth only a year later byβ¦
"I have him."
"No... He has us."
I'm certainly not alone in thinking that John McTiernan's original Predator is a classic of the science fiction horror genre. And I've always had a soft spot for a couple of the sequels too.
Predator 2 is far from perfect, but it did a couple of things all good sequels should do - take the story somewhere different, and attempt to further the backstory.
A lot of time passed between Predator 2 andβ¦
Part I: Day 1-7
I'll be honest, you're not going to get an objective review out of me here.
As an absolute Beatles obsessive who spent much of his late teens and early-20's trawling through hours and hours of A/B Road bootlegs of Get Back sessions, this is pure crack to me.
I'm sure everyone is familiar with the narrative around Let It Be. There was to be the album, and a one-off gig that would bring the Fab Fourβ¦
