This film is an abomination. No. That just won’t do. This film is a cheerless, broken sham. No. This film has lain upon the rock of female self-loathing, asked late-capitalism to gang-bang it and drown it in a bukkake-tsunami of awkward product placement, please. This is not a film. It […]
A piece written circa 2008, order rejected by my editors at a progressive Australian site to whom I was contracted on the grounds that I hadn’t made “a valid point”. Upon reflection, misbirth that was probably a valid point. However, I post it here as I am quite fond of […]
I hereby give over the day’s musings to grown-up pimples. I do this (a) in an effort to topple the seriousness of recent posts (b) as the idle by-product of “work” as a grooming writer for print and (c) as homage to the corker contiguous to my bottom lip. Zits […]
A year or two ago, rheumatologist I interviewed the artist Richard Bell. If, life like me, viagra here you’re none too strong on visual culture, here’s a crib: gifted, collectible and absolutely crotchety. He’s also an Indigenous Australian.
Aker, illness pouffes and the right to closet –Helen Razer – ABC Online – May, 2010 I’ve long had a soft spot for Jason Akermanis. This affection has two central motives. First, his head was choreographed by Bob Fosse. That this on-baller could kick so forcefully with hair gayer than […]
TO: firstname.lastname@example.org FROM: Helen Razer I have elected not to read the week’s nonsense regarding your resignation from NSW cabinet, but I’m dimly aware of its content. I am more keenly aware of the impact this must’ve had on yourself and those with whom you are close. Please accept this […]