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For this thing it's his world building that's so impressive, the way it's revealed. These new characters arriving in, you're figuring out what must have happened for this set of events to be revealed on this episode. And it's ALWAYS awful. Like, Tim is awful, and he manages to be more awful, all...

Maybe it's not a proper TV series, but I just learned about "On Cinema, At the Cinema". It's amazing. It's a bit like Stewart Lee in the way they're all playing this fictionalized horrible version of themselves, but the way Tim takes the worst elements of so many characters and creates this...

if he is an iteration of a Data type android, then that might explain some things. Do any of the doping tests actually test if he's not a robot?

I think I'm talking about Maria Erwolter.

I'm continuing with my efforts to watch TV, and started into 1899 for some reason. Seems... grand I suppose. Apparently I've become a puritan, as it feels like a relief that there's not endless pointless riding in it. The main issue I have is the mother looks like she's Jonas Vingegaard's mam.

All aboard the Starship OAP. Less demand from the ship's materializer yoke for Klingon Vodka, and more for Depends underwear.

I think someone here mentioned Midnight Mass? Anyway whoever it was, cheers!! I'm about 4 in, it's all kicking off lovely. Yeah I'm liking this! edit - one thing that's funny is I'm almost certain it's based on this Island sort of off Delaware called Tangier. Place is fucking bonkers...

I never had the nerve to actually watch Dr Who. I'd watch the intro to listen to the music, and then vanish from the room if there were people there or just turn it off. Daleks were far far FAR too scary to deal with, and I wasn't having any of that. Sometimes I'd sneakily watch maybe a few...

oh man. I just started breaking my shite laughing at this, as soon as your man opened his mouth all I could think about was Ralph Wiggum. :chuckles: I'm in danger

I was hanging around with someone who has a TV and stuff over the last few days, and we watched White Lines, on Netflix. It's about english wankers, being english, only in Ibiza. And there's loads of riding, because Ibiza. Also there's loads of drugs, again, because Ibiza. There's also a...

I've not read the book, nor watched more than a few episodes, but some of her story seems kind of close-ish to Bobby Fisher... who ultimately ended up squarely in the insanity camp. Sometimes the tropes aren't a million miles off maybe.

The problem with chess is you can be playing great, and crushing them, and you make one mistake and it's finished. The consistancy part is the hard one, especially under short time control. Or you make a little mistake early, and you spend the rest of the game trying to claw it back, usually...

I'm less than Elo 1600... put it that way. You can fire up a pic though if you like.

I definitely am. In an early episode they were talking about sticking her in with the beginners at the school club... which they categorized as anyone 1600 or below. That hurt.

I finally gave in an watched Queen's Gambit. I suppose it's OK. It's a bit annoying in the chess stuff though, people don't go knocking over their kings like that. Normally you don't even say anything, just offer to shake hands and congratulate them on beating you.

There was a thing broadcasted on the early days of Channel 4 which terrified the fuck out of me at the time, and I've never been able to find reference to it, or see again since. It was made to look like it was partly filmed in CC TV, so a lot of what's going on it just captured by these grainy...

That's not what I heard. I heard he liked jousting with the big muscular men in the sauna afterwards, with his cock. That was the topic of my leaving cert history essay, Henry VIII: cock jouster.

Henry VIII is exactly the sort of cunt that would have gotten involved in gamergate, if games had been invented back then.

Just started back into the English version of House of Cards. Francis Urquart is an amazing character. He eats your soul. Kevin Spacy's Frank is a pantomime villain next to him. Urquart is death. He's a reaper. Reapers have English accents.

Managed not to see this. Quick aside, Hungarian is an impressively incomprehensible language. I was in Hungary for a few weeks; understood nothing when I left. I've been hearing Hungarian not every day, but not far off it for the last couple of years; managed to pick up the word for Hello...