Rasai Na Gallimhi starting now on TG4. Great series so far.
An excellent program Runt. The bangarda would get it.
TG4 are very good at producing great shows. did you ever watch seacht? it was on for two seasons set in QUB. Another gem.
[quote=âDeclan Moffatâ]An excellent program Runt. The bangarda would get it.
TG4 are very good at producing great shows. did you ever watch seacht? it was on for two seasons set in QUB. Another gem.[/quote]
No, havenât seen. That Bangarda is one of the best characters Iâve seen on Irish TV in a while, very funny stuff.
Episode 2 of Generation Kill on last night. Good stuff.
6.01 news there, some library project about not judging a book by its cover. Different people from across society asking to sit down with you for half an hour, the handicapped, blondes, etc etc. There was a knacker there, she was actually alright looking, it was quite a shock to me. My whole value system has been shaken here. I can only assume it was an actress playing the part of a traveller or something like that.
That was a wierd enough news story alright. Imagine renting a cripple for an hour. Bit demeaning if you ask me 
True that. And then the âblondeâ was clearly not blonde. I think they got the signs for the knacker and the blonde mixed up.
The majority of Traveller women of 18/19 years of age have savage bodies. FACT.
is that not normally the case with savages ?
Racist.
A mate of mine got busy with a traveller lady one night. As they were getting down to it in the sack she exclaimed to him in a thick knacker accent âNuna dis fancy shtuff now, just horse it in to me!â.
Thatâs what you want. 
[quote=âThrawneenâ]A mate of mine got busy with a traveller lady one night. As they were getting down to it in the sack she exclaimed to him in a thick knacker accent âNuna dis fancy shtuff now, just horse it in to me!â.
Thatâs what you want. [/quote]
Ah Thrawneen, thatâs as auld as the hillsâŚ
âLob it in there bossâ is another one she says.
[quote=âThe Runtâ]Ah Thrawneen, thatâs as auld as the hillsâŚ
âLob it in there bossâ is another one she says.[/quote]
Thankfully, I grew up far away from this sort of thing. I imagine it must be rather off-putting.
That sick Scottish bitch is on TV3 looking at other peoples shit
Give Up Yer Auld Sins on RTE 2 now.
Great stuff.
If ever Jesus wanted a cuppa, Lazarus would make him one. And the apostles would get a cuppa as well - he wouldnât leave them left out.
[quote=âThrawneenâ]A mate of mine got busy with a traveller lady one night. As they were getting down to it in the sack she exclaimed to him in a thick knacker accent âNuna dis fancy shtuff now, just horse it in to me!â.
Thatâs what you want. [/quote]
that is so old:rolleyes:
[quote=âThrawneenâ]A mate of mine got busy with a traveller lady one night. As they were getting down to it in the sack she exclaimed to him in a thick knacker accent âNuna dis fancy shtuff now, just horse it in to me!â.
Thatâs what you want. [/quote]
what about the knacker that brought his daughter to the doctor cause she thought she was preagnant and the doctor said to the father, is she sexually active?and the da says no she just lies there like her ma:D
Your sister?
yours:D:D
Another good piece from Patrick Freyne in the trib yesterday. Hung, John OâDonoghue and Panoramaâs Ryanair documentary are the targets.
Television Critic, Patrick Freyne - Some upstanding members of society
Reviewed: Hung Thursday, More 4; John OâDonoghueâs Resignation Speech In full on the RTE website; Panorama: Why Hate Ryanair? Monday, BBC 1
Hung, the new HBO comedy/drama which debuted last week on More 4, has a very simple pitch: a disappointed all-American man with a large penis decides to become a prostitute. Although the programme probably started to take shape when a letter to Penthouse Forum went to the wrong address, HBO nonetheless decided to film it beautifully and make it much, much more than just the story of one manâs gifted appendage.
Indeed, in the opening sequences, big phallic cranes can be seen pulling down large industrial buildings in Detroit, crushing machines mangle all-American cars, and public buildings go self-consciously into decline (they flaunt their broken windows and bad paint jobs like two-bit whores!).
Meanwhile, our hero, Ray Drecker (Thomas Jane), a former college basketball star, is now a divorced and underpaid high-school coach, heavily in debt and living in the house he inherited from his parents. âThank God they arenât around to watch the country they love going to shit,â says Drecker heavy-handedly, lest we didnât quite get the point of all those lingering shots of urban decay.
Yup, the subtext in Hung is laid on so thick even my cat got it. âDrecker symbolises America, right?â she meowed.
And she was right. Drecker does symbolise America, or at the very least, the American male; a beautiful bruiser whoâs seen better days, now subjected to one humiliation after another an invasive prostate exam, a high-school basketball team that keeps losing, a house fire which leaves him living in a tent, and finally, being rejected by his own kids when they chose to go live with their mother.
Unlike the strong silent heroes of yore, Drecker canât stop narrating his emotional state. âI used to be a big deal,â he groans. âI used to be going somewhere,â he moans. âNow all I ever seem to do is try not to drown,â he whines. âWhen did life become something you buy?â he pleads.
Other people are also keen to talk about how far Drecker has sunk. âIn high school you were a king,â says his highly-strung, former beauty queen ex-wife (Anne Heche). âYou were beautiful and athletic and smart and popular⌠and hung.â
âWhat am I now?â he asks masochistically.
âNow youâre just hung,â she spits.
Anyway, after a visit to a âget richâ seminar and a joyless sexual encounter with a local poet called Tanya (Jane Adams), Drecker finally decides that the answer to his financial and emotional problems is whoring out his man parts, with Tanya as his enthusiastic pimp (Fs would probably have recommended something similar).
âI wasted my youth,â he moans characteristically in this eureka moment. âIâve got a burnt-out house and a job that pays shit. Iâm pretty much at the precipice here. My big dick is all I have.â (I know what youâre thinking: âif I had a penny for every time I said those wordsâ).
Anyway, itâs hard to tell whether the viewer is supposed to think that prostitution is a step up or a step down for Drecker, but he himself seems to think itâs a good thing, which is a nicely subversive note on which to end the first episode. For all its silliness, Hung is a parody of the male midlife crisis. Itâs so zinging with subtext about American decay and male vulnerability (whininess) that it might just develop into something interesting if it resists taking itself too *seriously.
âMy big dick is all I have,â was not a phrase that featured in John OâDonoghueâs Resignation Speech. If the size of the former Ceann Comhairleâs lad was in any way a comfort to him at that difficult time, he chose to keep it to himself⌠unlike many other petty issues and grievances which he was more than happy to rattle off in wounded tones.
For over half-an-hour, his sing-song, clerical voice outlined arcane details of the expenses he had run up as Minister for Arts, Sport and Tourism, and berated the media, the opposition and the doubting public for not recognising the earthbound saint we had unknowingly harboured in our midst all those years.
â'Tis a far greater thing I do nowâŚâ OâDonoghue informed us before listing all of the cultural institutions he had built singlehandedly with his bejewelled fingers.
âIs that Robert Emmet? Is he being executed for Ireland or something?â asked my cat.
âNo, itâs worse than that,â I explained. âItâs John OâDonoghue and heâs being made to subsist on just a TDâs salary and a ministerial pension with no further access to the government jet, minstrels, pleasure gardens, harems or milk-maid outfits. For him thatâs a fate worse than death. He may even have to travel on Ryanair from now on.â
âChrist!â said my cat.
âVery like Christ,â I agreed.
âForgive them father, for they know not what they do,â said the former Ceann Comhairle.
Suddenly ominous evil music filled the room and a Panorama reporter, Vivian White, announced that he had uncovered the secret of Ryanairâs success.
Sigh. Sometimes something can look and sound like investigative journalism, yet not actually be investigative journalism. Panorama: Why Hate Ryanair? was a case in point.
Despite featuring a good dose of Brass Eye-style hyperbole (âthe word âruthlessâ is written right through Ryanair like a stick of seaside rock,â said Vivian sexily), some scary music, footage of planes, and some important-seeming interviews with silhouettes, it ultimately told us nothing about the low-cost airline that we didnât already know. Ryanair, it turns out, is the fastest growing airline charging the lowest fares because it skimps (slightly) on customer service, is relentlessly efficient, forbids unions and squeezes the most from its workforce, its suppliers, and customers who donât read the fine print.
Surprised? I didnât think so. Despite Michael OâLearyâs protestations about Panoramaâs nefarious anti-Ryanair agenda, in saying nothing new whilst repeatedly asserting that Ryanairâs prices were criminally cheap, this expos quickly turned into a 30-minute ad for the airline. As OâLeary said himself when White ambushed him outside the airlineâs offices. âThereâs no secret to the success of Ryanair. Weâre offering the lowest fares in Europe and are offering the best customer service [sic], which is why 67 million people this year will fly with us.â And he paused before sticking the boot in with a tight rigid smile: âfar more people than will watch Panorama, as you well know⌠or who watch the BBC.â
October 18, 2009