Yesterday in Central London, for 2 hours 45 minutes, an audience was quiet. They didn’t use their phones, didn’t talk, didn’t rustle packaging noisily. Just enjoyed a movie of exceptional quality together in total silence except to clap or cheer. It was beautiful. It may never happen again.

Actually casting Scottish people feels like cheating doesn’t it?

I know one person who got one, but only one.

I even saw a film critic describe this (fantastic) poster as “so fucking ugly”.

Just pure spite. Mean, ignorant and anti-cinema.

Grow up.

Also tried this Hot Ones hot sauce for the first time. It’s delicious. It’s very painful. Recommended with caution.

The guy said “good luck!” when I tried it.