June 14th, 2009
|08:48 am - Mitchell(s) and Webb|
While I'm obsessing on politics, here's a great article by David Mitchell in today's Observer. He writes like a dream doesn't he? Modest and yet assertive.
Sir Alan Sugar comes across on TV as exactly the sort of cock who Tory voters like. His brand of "no-nonsense" nonsense and second-hand rhetoric, and his public affirmation that wealth makes what you say more important, are perfectly judged to appeal to the sort of idiot who thinks David Cameron talks a lot of sense, even though all he does is repeatedly bleat "change" like a tramp in a doorway.
And I read in the Guardian interview this week that he still lives in a council flat with a lodger, and he hasn't had a girlfriend for seven years? Ladies of Britain, what the hell are you thinking? Knickers on standby.
Meanwhile, in a shock overthrow of literary convention writer David Mitchell is more conventionally good looking than actor David Mitchell.
BTW - I missed Robert Webb's documentary on poetry last week - I could kick myself, and it isn't on replay any more. How annoying.
|Date:||June 14th, 2009 08:12 am (UTC)|| |
David Mitchell thinks Sean Connery was the best bond. That's mostly what I got out of that article. I'm going to pretend that's why people aren't dating him.
I'm saying people, because it was very much his pronoun of choice there.
'Seriously, has Doctor No ever been bettered?'
'Unhand me, you brute!'
Fair comment on 'people' - the unattached Gentlemen of Britain can have their knickers on standby too.