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Conspiracy Theories

Well today is Kurt Cobains’s birthday. If he were alive today, he would be 45.

Instead, he’s remembered and I’ll bet that somewhere in the world, candlelit vigils are taking place in his honour.

Now, I have very strong feelings about Kurt Cobain, and his death, and so I thought I’d share some of them with you, along with other thoughts I have (which have been categorised as being “conspiracy theories”).

Kurt Donald Cobain. A musical and lyrical genius. An intellectual man. A troubled man.

I have studied this man for many years, ever since I was introduced to his music, way after his untimely death in 1994.

I was a teenager, just, and I was going through what I now affectionately term, my “Goth Phase” – note that I never actually called myself a “goth”, but others did. “Sweaty Goth” was a favourite phrase used for my friends and I during our school years! So I was listening to all kinds of music, very eclectic, as I still am, but my preference was shifting from Slipknot, Marylin Manson, System of a Down, Korn, Misfits,  to the more punky, grungy styles of NOFX, Rancid, Nirvana, Muse, Greenday, Pearl Jam and Soundgarden. I was strangely drawn to Kurt Cobain and I am not ashamed to say that I had something of a crush on him. When I discovered that he had died some 8 or so years before, I was shattered. It was as if it had just happened right in front of me and I was distraught!

Needless to say, because of my slightly obsessive character, I immediately delved into his life story and began my research (some things never change!) and I looked into his death in great detail. I went out and bought numerous books, from varying authors, so as not to get a biased opinion, scoured the internet for documentaries and TV shows/movies and I went into a little Kurt Bubble. So much so, that I convinced myself that I was going to die on April 5th 2016 (when I, too, would be 27). Kids do some funny things sometimes!

So anyway, after looking into his death and examining his “suicide note” with an eagle eye, I simply could not accept that he had killed himself. Of course I have my ideas but I’m not going to put them on here for fear of being sued for slander. Let’s just say that I have never liked Courtney Love and I can never forgive her for what happened to Kurt. It would take me way too long to go into all the details and explain my way of thinking, and this isn’t really the aim of this post so we’ll leave it there.

My family have now taken to calling me a conspiracy theorist. They say that I love a good conspiracy and laugh at me when I claim that anything remotely strange in the world is down to either :
A) The Government;
B) The Mafia;
C) Aliens.

Again, I’m not going into the details, I’m simply providing a list of the “conspiracy theories” and ideas that I currently subscribe to or have an opinion on:

  • The death of Elvis Presley
  • The death of Marylin Monroe
  • 9/11
  • The “War on Terror”
  • Global Warming
  • The Titanic
  • The death of Diana, Princess of Wales
  • The death of Tupac Shakur
  • The death of Paul McCartney
  • Amelia Earhart
  • The Bermuda Triangle
  • The Moon landing
  • Aliens/Extra-Terrestrials/Life on other planets
  • The existance of effective HIV/AIDS/Cancer drugs
  • Incurable diseases and conditions in general
  • Obesity and BMI (and no, I’m not just fat!)
  • Addictions, Phobias, Hypnosis

There’s probably more, but I’ll add them as I remember them!

Peace out,



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The Woman in Black – from book to film

**Massive, MASSIVE spoilers of both the Hammer film and book.**

It occured to me that in my last post my mind was more focussed upon comparisons between the Hammer film and the 1989 tv adaptation. But how does the new movie adaptation differ from the book?

Well, the book begins with Arthur Kipps enjoying Christmas Eve 1920 with his family. That is, Arthur’s second wife and the children from her first marriage. The talk turns to ghost stories and Arthur becomes uncharacteristically taciturn and walks out of the house. On his rambles Arthur decides that it is time he wrote down the events which have haunted To see a review of the work that gives this blog its title please click here.him for many years.The story proper begins with Arthur receiving instructions from his employer to go to Eel Marsh…

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A Classic, Ruined

Well, I know it’s been a while since I last blogged (is that a word?!) but I don’t have an excuse – I’m just lazy and I kind of didn’t have anything to say!

So I went to the cinema on Friday to see the new Woman in Black movie with Daniel Radcliffe (AKA Harry Potter). In all honesty I was kind of dreading it anyway but I had to go and see how it was.

Let me explain my point of view. I took Drama at both GCSE and A Level and so the theatre is an important part of my life. I love film, don’t get me wrong, but The Woman in black in particular was such a huge part of my life. I saw it for the first time during my GCSE Drama days, we had to do our coursework on it and it’s the reason I love theatre so much!

The theatre production is amazing, there’s literally only two actors on a plain stage with a coat stand and a big wicker basket and that’s just about all there is. There’s no scenic backdrop and no elaborate costuming – it’s so empty and almost bland. This is one of the reasons I loved it so much! It didn’t need the amazing scenery, costumes or all-star cast; the story spoke for itself. The use of mime and gesture was amazing, with just a few sound effects the audience were cativated and felt as thought they were right there in the thick of it. I sought it out a couple of years ago so that I could take Mr R&R on our anniversary (he took GCSE Drama too and saw the play a few years before me). It was just as riveting and I was scared out of my wits!

As you’ll know if you regularly read my blog, I don’t adapt too well to change and I’m a bit of a traditionalist, so when I saw the trailer for the movie, I was frowning so much I’ll probably need botox!

We sat down for the first showing (opening day, first show of the day) and I foolishly expected the theatre to be just about empty at 11.30am on a Friday but it was practically jam-packed! We had been talking to some guys dressed in Star Wars costumes in the foyer (I did the Star Trek hand signal thing – he wasn’t impressed!) and so we didn’t get the optimum seats, so we were already off to a bad start!

Anyway, the movie started and within 30 seconds I was ready to walk out. I felt sick with dread, which is a bit of an extreme reaction, in honesty, and the opening scene had nothing at all to do with the original story that I knew.

I feel that I ought to put a spoiler alert, but I wouldn’t recommend anyone going to see it, so I won’t.

There were three little girls playing with dolls and having a tea party. They randomly stopped and jumped out of the window – the frown line started.

The movie progressed a little bit and I though I’d give it a chance to redeem itself. But then, there was a scene where Kipps was having dinner with Sam Daily and his wife (another pointless character) and she started “channelling” her dead son and carved a hanging woman into the table with a knife – the frown line gets deeper.

Kipps is in Eel Marsh House and is feeling uneasy. He can’t open the door to one of the rooms, fair enough, I’m liking the camera angles and stuff and think, “ooh, they’re going back to the story”, but then he looks through the window and all the dead children from Crythin Gifford are in the garden, looking at him! Pair this up with the Woman being in the basement of Jerome’s office when Lucy sets herself on fire and the frown line is starting to engulf my face!

When Elizabeth (Sam Daily’s wife) talks to Kipps in the graveyard and starts saying, in a child’s voice, “she made us do it” (or something to that effect) I couldn’t stand it any longer and walked out.

I was distraught. I was trembling with anger and I felt like crying. A story which was such an important part of my life, that gave me goosebumps and made me passionate about drama, had been ruined and turned into nothing more than a generic supernatural “horror” movie like Darkness Falls or something!

So I don’t know how it ended, and to be honest, I don’t care – I wish I’d never seen it because now, I have to go to London to see the play again, ASAP, to try to erase this horrific tragedy from my memory. AND!! I think I need botox now. Thanks. I’m only 23!!

I’m really sorry to be such an old moaner, it just really upset me!



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