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Reasons to be Cheerful…

ImageTwo events on Thursday made me celebrate for most of Friday in the glorious one day of spring we’re probably going to get. Firstly – watching the second semi-final of Eurovision which was completely and undeniably back on safe uber-camp territory after the nervy, thou-shalt-not-speak-thy-love’s-name, Stasi-type atmosphere of last year’s host – Azerbaijan. There was same-sex kissing (Finland) and a gay Count Dracula singing falsetto as he loomed above the stage (Romania). Marvellous!! Fear not, if you missed this – both got through to tonight’s final.

I was so busy luxuriating in the warmth of complete gaydom that I was unaware of what was going on just down the road here in Edinburgh. Nigel Farage getting barricaded in a Royal Mile pub – perfect! Did he think he could bring his nasty brand of Little-Englander type nonsense to Scotland and not expect a bit of a scrap? If you read my blog regularly you’ll know that I’m no Scottish Nationalist so it was a bit iffy that they organised it – but, hey – whatever.. When I’m having a few drinkies tonight in front of the telly I’ll raise a glass to the folk outside the Canons Gait pub the other day. And as for the winner of Eurovision? It has to be Romania… but only if they could involve Nigel dragged up as a sacrificial virgin as part of the performance. I can see it now…

ps: My friend Commercial Malcolm has suggested that Greece’s entry is a tribute to Scotland – ‘Alcohol is Free’ sung by a bunch of men in skirts! I’m not sure…  You can check out his ‘tribute’ to Nigel Farage below.

Eurovision or Chucklevision?

ImageWhen it comes to the UK in Europe there are two inevitable scenarios which loom like the Brandenburg Gate over reunification. One – that Tory leaders will meet their Waterloo over the EU and two – that ‘Team GB’ (whoever that may be) will languish at the bottom of the Eurovision voting board. Quelle horreur! Well, plus ca change, really.

Do we think Dave Cam can survive the political year? Can Bonnie actually bring back the trophy? Will they hook up for a duet ? ‘Believe In Me’ could have been written for Dave’s current situation… much better than his probably preferred ‘Heaven knows I’m miserable now’…

So Dave – here’s my advice to you – on Saturday night crack open the Chateau Lafite, put your feet up and just accept your (and GB’s) destiny.

Nb: For us non-governing plebs who can afford to stage an Aldi rioja and cheesy Wotsits party in front of the telly on a Thursday night – check out the second instalment of the Eurovision semi-finals on BBC 3 tonight. Talking of which – well done for the uber-camp-but-sincere-and-intelligent-at-the-same-time pairing of Scott Mills and Ana Matronic. Go girl(s)!

Worth the Trek

ImageWent to see the latest Star Trek film the other day. Hugely enjoyable. As with most action movies these days it gets the obligatory terrorist attack set piece out of the way pretty early on. And while it touches on the issues of US involvement in other lands – whether to be an observational, peace-keeping presence or a regime-changing force – it moves along at such a rattling good pace you don’t get enough time to pontificate on whether America really should be wherever doing whatever. Captain James T is still that big lug with a head – and possibly brain – the size of a planet, an audacious but flawed line in leadership and a preference for one-night stands with a variety of species (hmm… maybe he is meant to be America but let’s not go there..)

Spock, of course, provides the (un)emotional counterpoint to Kirk. But shock, horror it looks like he’s well on the way to letting the human override the Vulcan with the climactic scene of the film…well it was on the cards with him hooking up with Uhura, wasn’t it? So, as Spock starts to exhibit his emotional intelligence it’s left to brand new superbaddy Benedict Cumberbatch to rock the ice-cool detachment.

What’s particularly good though is there are no out and out villains (well maybe the Klingons but they don’t have enough screen time to present a back-story). The crazed-genius-scientist is driven by a desire to play the long-game to achieve inter-planetary peace. And Khan has been shaped by colonisation (it’s a nice twist that he’s played by a Brit but the yanks don’t have to worry about opening old colonial wounds with GB, do they?) But as I’ve said there’s no need to worry about political symbolism – just sit back and enjoy the big inter-connected, inter-racial, inter-species, roller-coaster ride. Oh, and Simon Pegg is brilliant, by the way – although he is more Glaswegian than the original Aberdonian Scotty. A case of ‘Ye cannae change the laws of genetics’?

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