Humanahumana.

I'm thinking of turning this blog into an Ode to Ryan Gosling. Everything he's doing at the moment seems to be ten kinds of awesome - Drive and Crazy Stupid Love couldn't be further apart, but he's in both and he  looks FABULOUS in them. Especially the latter, where his skill for comedy and perfect abs are displayed for all of women-dom to drool over.

I seriously think a blog dedicated to Ryan Gosling would be a perfect outlet for my journalistic skills...but then I would have to make one for Michael Fassbender too... 

That isn't a bad idea...

PHWOAR.

Gosling, Mulligan, sexy broodiness and awesome retro 80s font on the poster. So hyped for Drive.

...Hm? What?

Sorry, I got hit over the head by the "can't keep my eyes open cos this trailer is so fudging dull" stick just then. I could make a more tense trailer with some finger puppets and a Coco Pops box, and it would look  a lot less ridiculous that Zachary Qunito's eyebrows to boot. Just sayin'.

p.s. Demi Moore hasn't made a good film since A Few Good Men. Fact.

Sigh.

Until the October 23, the National Portrait Gallery are housing Glamour of The Gods - an exhibition of Hollywood portraits from 1920-1960. For anybody who loves film, photography or vintage glamour with a touch a nostalgia for the Golden Era of cinema, this is a must-see. In fact, it's must-see for anyone.