Me Before You Before Fiction

In the lead up to its US release, American television was running a curious tout. Apparently, Me Before You was better than The Fault in Their Stars. Um, way to set the bar nice and low. Along with the…

Mauling Money Monster

As a Cinema Studies undergrad, falling asleep during films was a pretty common occurence. In a poorly ventilated Carlton theatre, I’d sleep through a litany of titles deemed, curiously, as classics but…

Love, Serendipity and Algorithms

This article contains minor spoilers about a film that, admittedly, doesn’t have a great deal of plot twists. For the first half of How to Be Single I assumed I’d write about watching it – and liking it…

In Celebration of Ragtag Posses

Last year, in a very small town with a pretty big university, I wrote a forthcoming book called Internet and Intimacy. A minor point in my book but one with some happily tangential relevance to a slew…

Latham, Lone Wolves and News Lite

There’s visceral reluctance on my part to write anything about Mark Latham’s latest shenanigans. My default policy is to not feed the delusions of egotists who thrive on attention, be it good, be it bad…

Good Writing vs Good Storytelling

A friend - both close and a little odd odd - gave me a novel a few days before I left on a long haul fight. In The Unlikely Event. Judy Blume’s first novel in fifteen years, I like to believe that the…

Sexism and Media Bandwagons

In recent weeks we’ve been treated to some high-profile cases of inappropriate workplace conduct: the Dutton and Briggs cases which I wrote about last week and more recently the highly misguided cricketer…

The Loved and Loathed Films of 2015

Most of my time watching media in 2015 wasn’t particularly pleasurable. The vast majority of the films I saw - and also, in fact, most of the TV episodes - were in preparation for the writing of two books…

The Highs and Lows of the Bastard Genius

That I had both an iPad and iPhone in my bag at the time but rummaged for a pen and wrote quotes straight onto my forearm felt right - felt fitting - while watching Steve Jobs. Biro on bare skin felt like…

The Intern and Rethinking Intimate Friendships

Paternalism is a loaded, buttock-clenching, devil of a notion. For feminists, it’s up there with all the worst of the P-words. Like panties and pussy and phlegm. Paternalism was certainly the word on my…

Narcos and the Anal Taboo

There was only one blink-and-you’ll-miss-it reason I bothered watching Netflix’s Narcos. Anal sex. A semi-regular delight in my inbox is messages from friends, acquaintances - sometimes people I don’t…

The Short Conversations Never Had

One of my best friends often talks about the banter. That he and I have great banter. Completely true, of course. Across hours, across time zones, there is a high quality, exuberantly-talking-over-the-top-of-one-another…

Auster and the Paths Not Taken

I’d ran out lives on whichever extreme candy/maniac/heroes game I’d been playing. And, alas, the in-flight entertainment was the old-school variety where showtimes are fixed and waiting ten minutes feels…

Not My Father’s Son, not my brother’s keeper

8am and my home phone rings. Two months ago now. Landline calls come in only two varieties. Shills or people looking to purchase tents. The latter group are after Paddy Pallin, purveyor of camping consumables…

Trump, Misogyny and Menstrual Misunderstandings

Among Donald Trump’s recent lunatic splutterings were some notably venomous comments about Fox journalist Megan Kelly. America’s favourite madman accused her of having “blood coming out of her whatever…

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