Five years later, The Boys has run out of sympathy for sexual assault victims and has made them the butt of the joke. 

If I’m gay, how could I be possessed by this guy all the fucking time, bore my friends about him, drive myself insane with paranoia over whether he knew how I felt or not?

Opening your phone these days is a bit like playing on a slot machine. You’re in for one of two outcomes: money, or loss. Luxury lifestyles, or dead children. It’s no wonder that we’re desperately reaching out for help in any direction.

In the cold light of Monday, we can all agree that the Oscars are kind of silly, but dammit they’re a fun silly!

There has been a tendency in recent years to conflate the two labels – perhaps as a result of American Liberalism being their comparatively ‘left-wing’ option. That conflation has allowed people who are chronic fence-sitters or who lean neutral to ride on the clout coattails of those pushing for real change.

I don’t think many of us remember every toy we had as children, but I do know that we remember summers playing mermaids at the pool

Sobriety is not a hindrance to connection; rather, it serves as an invitation to engage in deeper and more meaningful discussions.

The plot follows three firefighters that have been tasked with stopping a killer shark from terrorising New Orleans. Pretty standard action movie stuff, right? However, Tommy Wiseau’s approach to storytelling is to ignore all the rules on how to tell a story.

Mean Girls — the movie, the musical, the movie (again?), and the mediocrity.

I’m not mad Saltburn, I’m just disappointed.

POP EMERGENCY! Everyone’s favourite Canadian chartreuse has released another album! Coming hot of last year’s The Loneliest Time, the queen of wistful pop has released The Loveliest Time. Using Spotify’s hot new synch feature, Alex and Q poured a glass of Kylie rosé and got to listening. Thus enjoy our scattered and excited thoughts. 

There’s no denying that we need fairly priced clothes to cater to families and members of society that can’t afford to buy from sustainable brands or don’t have the time to browse charity shops.

Graham’s specific mounting of the script is, I think, a triumph of performance and stagecraft. The effort and passion that have gone into this show are palpable the entire way through and all facets of this performance are deserving of applause.

Asteroid City takes Anderson’s trademark fussiness and spins it around like a flying saucer cheekily dancing above a desert crater, leaning us towards the absurd in the process.