Anomalisa, Charlie Kaufman’s latest film, is a perfect little nugget of weirdness and mundanity. Out in cinemas in the UK on March 11, Anomalisa is almost kitchen-sink, but kitchen-sink in a stop-motion world, and kitchen-sink à la Kaufman with a disorientating and cataclysmic plunge into the paranoid shadows of the human psyche.
The whimsy of this poem by Edward Lear introduced generations of children to adventure, travel and true love, with these two explorers who threw doubt and unease out of the boat before embarking on their journey, the world and seas at their command.
On first glance I missed the apostrophe s after the word sparrow, reading the title as My Mistress Sparrow is Dead, and imagining a frail woman of Victorian beauty, mourned by her equally consumptive lover. The true title, and the story behind it, is why I love this book.
The new series of the X-Files is out and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t re-watch the entire nine series and two films in preparation. It may have taken me the best part of six months but it was worth it and I can now report from a place of authority that the X-Files is the Greatest Love Story of All Time.
The Victorians are recognised as pioneers of sexual repression and extreme prudishness, and certainly that is the image they themselves were keen to project. But was this a clever ruse to hide their rampant appetites for the pleasures of the flesh?