{"id":11376,"date":"2015-10-13T16:12:21","date_gmt":"2015-10-13T15:12:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/?p=11376"},"modified":"2015-10-13T16:16:46","modified_gmt":"2015-10-13T15:16:46","slug":"rollin-rollin-rollin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/2015\/10\/13\/rollin-rollin-rollin\/","title":{"rendered":"rollin, rollin, rollin&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/midOctnewpics.jpg\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-11385\" src=\"http:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/midOctnewpics.jpg\" alt=\"midOctnewpics\" width=\"479\" height=\"332\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/midOctnewpics.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/midOctnewpics-300x208.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 479px) 100vw, 479px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Well OK, Rollins. Henry Rollins, one of my all time favourite people in the world for more years than I&#8217;d like to remember (going on for thirty, anyway) and star of the best new film I&#8217;ve seen so far this year &#8211; yay!<\/p>\n<p><em>He Never Died<\/em> was my runaway hit of Grimmfest and not just because it rekindled my adoration for the enduringly stroppy and oft baffled-looking shortarse (we have a lot in common) but also because it was gentle, charming, touching and all the other things one doesn&#8217;t normally go to a horror film to see. It&#8217;s also beautifully made and very funny if a bit overlong, or I thought it was, which of course doesn&#8217;t necessarily mean it is. The irony of it being followed by the barrel-scraping ineptitude that is <em>Cherry Tree<\/em> (quite the worst film I&#8217;ve seen this year by a country mile, resembling at best a GCSE Film Studies project and not an A+ one) was entirely brain dissolving and &#8211; having already lost 85 minutes of my life to it at FrightFest &#8211; so was the thought of sitting through <em>CT<\/em> again, and I beat a hasty retreat to the kebab shop on the corner for some cheesy chips.<\/p>\n<p>Anybody who has ever happened across the force of nature that is M Rollins might be chuffed (as I was) to discover that he will be here in the UK this coming January to shout at us &#8211; details <a href=\"http:\/\/henryrollins.com\/tour\" target=\"_blank\">here!<\/a> I will be attending as a birthday treat although I&#8217;ve yet to choose where; Newcastle would be the obvious and nearest choice, but having had a fabulous weekend in Manchester (and without a drop of rain until hometime on the Monday morning) I may well head for the Bridgewater Hall and possibly even squeeze in a couple of bookings &#8211; I haven&#8217;t decided. All in good time.<\/p>\n<p>Even more fortuitously, I get another chance to see <em>HND<\/em> at Celluloid Screams, now less than two weeks away and boasting a stellar lineup extremely fitting for what will probably be my last horror hurrah until Glasgow Frightfest in February &#8211; boooo. I will be beavering away here at HQ both before and after; first (and a handful are now up, if needing a tweak or two) are the new pictures as promised, taken on location in Manchester inbetween festival offerings (and edited over the weekend inbetween cooking a giant pot of minestrone and baking vegan brownies*) &#8211; woohoo! See also <a href=\"http:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/about-amy\/\" target=\"_blank\">overleaf<\/a>, as that old black and white one was (wince) almost six years old.<\/p>\n<p>More will follow in due course once I&#8217;ve sat down and rifled properly through the memory card; such was the bright and sunny weather that the usual problem of lighting was eliminated and I thus wound up with a good number for a change, despite for one set failing to check that where I was standing and where the camera was pointing were the same place, a rookie error I haven&#8217;t made in about five years and which resulted in some very nice shots of my right arm but very little else. C&#8217;est la vie.<\/p>\n<p>For this week and next, I&#8217;m here! November will be a bit all over the place (and nobody will be more grateful than I for that extra Sunday morning hour when the clocks go back conveniently just before I set off for London on the 1st), but we&#8217;ll all get there eventually. Update soon&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>* if anybody wants the vegan brownie recipe, get in touch. It&#8217;s that good.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well OK, Rollins. Henry Rollins, one of my all time favourite people in the world for more years than I&#8217;d like to remember (going on for thirty, anyway) and star of the best new film I&#8217;ve seen so far this year &#8211; yay! He Never Died was my runaway hit of Grimmfest and not just because it rekindled my adoration for the enduringly stroppy and oft baffled-looking shortarse (we have a lot in common) but also because it was gentle, charming, touching and all the other things one doesn&#8217;t normally go to a horror film to see. It&#8217;s also beautifully made and very funny if a bit overlong, or I thought it was, which of course doesn&#8217;t necessarily mean it is. The irony of it being followed by the barrel-scraping ineptitude that is Cherry Tree (quite the worst film I&#8217;ve seen this year by a country mile, resembling at best a GCSE Film Studies project and not an A+ one) was entirely brain dissolving and &#8211; having already lost 85 minutes of my life to it at FrightFest &#8211; so was the thought of sitting through CT again, and I beat a hasty retreat to the kebab shop on the corner for some cheesy chips. Anybody who has ever happened across the force of nature that is M Rollins might be chuffed (as I was) to discover that he will be here in the UK this coming January to shout at us &#8211; details here! I will be attending as a birthday treat although I&#8217;ve yet to choose where; Newcastle would be the obvious and nearest choice, but having had a fabulous weekend in Manchester (and without a drop of rain until hometime on the Monday morning) I may well head for the Bridgewater Hall and possibly even squeeze in a couple of bookings &#8211; I haven&#8217;t decided. All in good time. Even more fortuitously, I get another chance to see HND at Celluloid Screams, now less than two weeks away and boasting a stellar lineup extremely fitting for what will probably be my last horror hurrah until Glasgow Frightfest in February &#8211; boooo. I will be beavering away here at HQ both before and after; first (and a handful are now up, if needing a tweak or two) are the new pictures as promised, taken on location in Manchester inbetween festival offerings (and edited over the weekend inbetween cooking a giant pot of minestrone and baking vegan brownies*) &#8211; woohoo! See also overleaf, as that old black and white one was (wince) almost six years old. More will follow in due course once I&#8217;ve sat down and rifled properly through the memory card; such was the bright and sunny weather that the usual problem of lighting was eliminated and I thus wound up with a good number for a change, despite for one set failing to check that where I was standing and where the camera was pointing were the same place, a rookie error I haven&#8217;t made in about five years and which resulted in some very nice shots of my right arm but very little else. C&#8217;est la vie. For this week and next, I&#8217;m here! November will be a bit all over the place (and nobody will be more grateful than I for that extra Sunday morning hour when the clocks go back conveniently just before I set off for London on the 1st), but we&#8217;ll all get there eventually. Update soon&#8230; &nbsp; * if anybody wants the vegan brownie recipe, get in touch. It&#8217;s that good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[40,815,382],"class_list":["post-11376","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-diary","tag-london-escort","tag-new-pictures","tag-waterloo-escort"],"aioseo_notices":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11376","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11376"}],"version-history":[{"count":18,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11376\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11398,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11376\/revisions\/11398"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11376"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11376"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.adoreamy.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11376"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}