The Old Man His long, bony fingers reached out, quivering with age. He picked up the metal tin and the unsecured lid fell to the floor; spinning faster and faster as it clattered to a halt on the tiled floor. With a long sigh, he dipped his fingers into the almost empty tin, scraping what he could from the edges with his brown nails. Putting the tin down with painful...

Back in 1991 I left University and started work. I came from Glasgow to live at home with my parents in Edinburgh. But my job was in Glasgow. The weekend before my first day, I went into Princes Street and bought 3 books to keep my entertained on the train journeys to Queen Street. The books I got where Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee: An Indian History of the American...

As I start this review, I know from the outset that I will almost certainly fail to convey what it is like to watch or, indeed, why you should watch it. I could fall back on something straight forward like “if you like Kaufman’s other work, you should watch this“. There is another lazy option which goes “if you haven’t seen any Kaufman,...

Apropos of not very much, earlier tonight I saw an advert on TV for Barclays Business Banking. In it you see a very slow transparent shoe making machine. The voiceover tells you that 4 out of 5 business loans are approved and suggest that this particularly shoe company get a loan, get some big shiny cogs in their machine and suddenly they can make shoes faster. Now,...