I was watching Doctor Zhivago on telly with my mother one Christmas, the very time of year that innumerable family units across the country settle down to watch that grandoise, historical romance for the umpteenth time. Despite the fact that she had seen ...Read More

Or: How I learned to love incredibly strange films cos my mum allowed me to have a TV in my bedroom I don't know about you, but at my school there was an unofficial clique, a group of kids who were ...Read More