I’m no relationship consultant but its fairly obvious from the personal tone of NAB’s recent bust up announcement the big four had rather unethically been mixing banking with pleasure. This complicated love quadrangle could best be described as a “forgy.” Suffice to say we’ll never know if fees and charges applied.
But hey, it’s a free world so who am I to judge them even if in corporate sexual governance terms they make David (there’s no sexual harassment case like David Jones) McInnes look like a choirboy. Though I must admit I am curious as to who exactly was the meat in this rather chunky beef and pickle sandwich.
Fortunately, the fun isn’t over yet with ex f. buddy CBA sniping back at NAB in full page spreads about the size of its deposits liquidity margins. Hopefully this all serves as a warning to credit unions and other lending institutes of the dangers of getting in bed with your competitors.
“Disastertainment” is the term I’ve dubbed our interest in the QLD floods, trapped Chilean miners and the like. How else to describe Mel and Kochie on “Floodrise” beaming live from the lapping shores of flood hit precincts or the Today’s show’s non stop coverage of the disaster. I get the feeling when the networks heard about Yasi they yelled it as excitedly as if they had won a round of Yahtzee.
Fair enough our intrepid TV reporters have packed their safari suits or at least Ralph Lauren’s summer collection and trekked up North to bring us the exclusive. But why is it every second one has to do the head and shoulder shot which subsequently pans out to show them standing ankle or knee deep in water- very original. The crews spend so much time in relief centres people who really need them must feel like they’ve stumbled into Big Brother.
Within this media circus Anna Bligh is a standout performer, inevitably backed by one or more stoic faced public servants (Man at arms to Anna’s He-man) or a prime minister light on in the charisma dept as Anna tells it like it is i.e. not like a politician. A signing expert usually accompanies her and is obviously quite essential in a crisis situation to communicate the silent language. Perhaps Kristina Kennelly, who regularly has to weather shit-storms and crisis of her parties own making could take note and enlist the aid of a signer when she comes out to face the media.
Once the waters subside I get the feeling the networks won’t be in any hurry to let go of all that empathy they’ve managed to build on the back of this crisis. There’s probably a whole series of Backyard Blitz Brissy about to pop up. I lost count of the number of stories the channels posted in relation to Brissy restaurants losing everything and going under in the deluge so thinking like a TV exec its fair to say the contestants are ready. I’m guessing they could do a cook off styled cooking show giving restauranters effected by the crisis the chance to get their eateries back. This may sound far fetched but a few years ago I jokingly made the prediction that crime and cooking are both so popular on TV they would be combined in some fashion. Seven now has “Conviction Kitchen “assaulting our small screens.
I caught an advanced screening of this epic based on a true story and must admit it rocks like an avalanche on a big toe ARGGHHHH!
The sequel picks up with our hero played this time by Tom Hanks returning to the canyons to indulge his passion for rock climbing only for the same fate to befall him again. This time its his dick which gets stuck "balls deep" between two boulders.
Vince Vaughn doesn't know what a Dilemma is, this is the real deal. I don't want to give the story away other than to say by movies end our canyoner talks in falsetto and at least for a while has a dick shaped like a pancake.
The premise of this movie is strong and there's enough spare body parts for many enjoyable sequels to follow.
Your text goes hereYour text goes hereHan Solo wakes up with the most massive boner in this risque comedy riff on love, loss and massive morning boners.
The sequel to Boogie nights sees Marky Mark back in action swinging his dong in what can only be described as "cock fighting" meets Coyote Wild. Definite Academy award material with a support cast that includes "The Batman" and Arthur (maybe).
A better title would have been Scrotum 3D and imagine the ball sack visuals in your face! I'm giving this baby 3 stars for 2 nuts.
Not to be confused with the full bodied beverage known as the Americano, the American showcases Clooneys ability to look good running around in an open neck suit. It got me wondering how come he's always in an open neck suit when things go bad. Why not a pair of daggy shorts, trackies and an old singlet he likes to sleep in. But that's just personal gripes. Clooney here is brilliant as the creator of facebook. Usually I can't stand films about computers- total nerd territory but Clooney's open neck suit saves the day as he hacks into the user account of all the hotties in the pentagon and rates their "arsenal of weapons". I'm still hping they make a movie about ER and Clooney steps in.
James Cameron's epic sequel to Titanic sees Jack and Rose emerge as smurf like creatures made of blue vein cheese in a galaxay far far awayyyyyyyyyyyy.
"I'm the king of the Smurfs" De Caprio is heard to scream from the bough of his spaceship at the movies zenith.
The plot is complex and in many ways reflects real life politics. The evil Gargamel is once again up to no good as he attempts to smash the eco bunny society to which Jack and Rose now act as solar panels for- their ability to generate rebates from the government supports the smurf ecosystem. Brad Pitt takes a star turn as Papa Smurf.
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