Fuck! Fuck!
I've mentioned before in these pages that my mother made a movie about fifteen years ago, based on her life as a child in Soviet Czechoslovakia. I was at university at the time, but during the summer, I helped out in the editing studio, which appealed to my techy side a lot.

It was odd working in the studio, because as you walked down the corridor, all you could hear from one room was 'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it!' over and over again, with occasional variations of intonation. At first I assumed it was a film they were having trouble with, but eventually I realised the voice was on tape.

One day the sound editor popped his head round the door and asked if there was any chance they could borrow everyone to do some voices for a crowd scene - he needed reactions to a speech by a character. So we all piled into the recording booth where we watched some plummy guy do a speech and all laughed at appropriate moments.

So that's my role in Four Weddings and a Funeral - very faint voice at Wedding 1.
( flatfrog Staring vacantly into space, Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:11, 3 replies)

Jesus Harry Christ....
that's all I can say to that...

Oh, and fuckinell... (even the thought of that load of old bollocks film makes me want to commit hate crimes)...
( SpankyHanky, Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:17, closed)

I always quite liked it
It's not a masterpiece, but it's funny enough.
( flatfrog Staring vacantly into space, Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:54, closed)

Hugh Grant
is a bit of a cunt - watching anything with him in makes me angry as fuck; its a bit like nails being scraped down a blackboard watching that foppish twat bumble his way through a script.
( SpankyHanky, Fri 12 Jun 2009, 15:19, closed)