Take it from an old TV critic – Adolescence is brilliant
We are in era of Netflix, the major disruptor in the movie and telly businesses. And today I wish to plug a few of its shows – safely assuming you’ve got a subscription.
We are in era of Netflix, the major disruptor in the movie and telly businesses. And today I wish to plug a few of its shows – safely assuming you’ve got a subscription.
There’s no need to attend seances where, in artfully darkened rooms, fraudulent mediums spew ectoplasm and implore ghosts to levitate tables.
The Australia of 1966 – the time of ‘peak house’ – is almost unrecognisable today.
It’s a confession from the deepest, darkest underbelly of motherhood yet no person, ever, will know which child it is.
It’s popular in some quarters to be critical, even cynical, of the political class. And to be fair, there are times when the misdoings of politicians warrant criticism. But the older I get, the more sanguine I’ve become.
Noah could overfill his ark at Elmswood. And given the threat of climate change, we’d like to provide more passengers for his cruise ship.
I came away from a recent dinner party thinking wow, not a single question from any male about my work, life, what I’ve been doing, who I am. What does this say about them?
The Yippies packed a wallop, mainly through the originality of their approach. They threatened to pour LSD into US dams so that everyone would get high … and they tried to elect a pig to the White House.
Each generation rebels. Perhaps this is an anti-older generation movement. A pushing back against a Boomer realm that’s messing up the planet and possibly galloping us into World War III.
There is a lot going on with this Audi – including, to my horror, Car Karaoke. Reviewing it did start to make me feel more like a nerdy technologist than a revered motoring expert. But here’s my verdict.
Something came out of leftfield early this decade to downgrade the café from its position of prominence in our national consciousness.
Two years since Haddow + Dineen’s pinot noir grapes were devoured by a gaggle of geese, the winemaker has bounced back with a riesling masterclass.
BMW coupes are meant to be fast, sleek, and sexy – the paragon of ultimate-driving-machine excellence. What on Earth happened with this one?
Our story begins in 1903, when an American lady named Lizzie Magie, an ardent anti-monopolist (and follower of Henry George’s views on taxation), created The Landlord’s Game.
There has been a lot of frothing excitement about BYD bringing this, the first-ever PHEV ute, to market. Prepare to be surprised by what this ‘quiet giant’ has to offer.
I wasn’t interested in Lamborghini’s new hybrid supercar – until they loaned me one for a week. God, driving this car is exciting. It’s like you’re in charge of a solar system.
The fastest rising immigrant force in Australia this decade (and likely beyond) is the Indian community with its range of languages, religions, cuisine and commitment to multi-generational households.
Is the grief-struck human mind so desperate to find solace, proof, belief, that we seam meaning into tugging occurrences with no meaning? Or do the coincidences have meaning beyond us?
My story begins with a telly show I did half a century ago, when the ABC sent me to review an exhibition of Norman Lindsay’s paintings. Knowing little of art and less of Lindsay I was perfectly unqualified, but that didn’t stop me.
In our rigidly judgmental social order we have parents despairing at oddball children and teachers frustrated, but those kids’ singular minds should be recognised as gifts. There will be a Jeff Bezos or a Bill Gates among them.
In today’s world, in which many Australians are suffering the effects of a cost-of-living crisis, what is the hope on the horizon?
Fear of the Other is a winning formula: it gets column inches, inflames grievance, unites a group in a sense of indignant rancour. It’s ugly psychology, and it’s un-Australian.
There are skirmishes where American and Australian culture are fighting for supremacy, if not for survival.
Driving a supercar was once akin to taking control of a monster that runs on a combination of molten lava and absinthe. In this McLaren Artura Spider, it all feels a bit too accessible.
More pandemics, old and new, are in the wind. A war is raging on Europe’s doorstep. And joy of joys, Donald Trump has secured a second term in the Failed Sate of the US. It seems the only thing we learn from history is how to repeat it.
Humanity has never previously been in a position of sustained, structural contraction. We must get used to the idea, and position ourselves to take advantage of it.
This is quite possibly the fastest car I’ve ever driven – at least in a straight line – which makes it a useful tool for impressing and occasionally terrifying other people. But it does not make it my favourite vehicle ever.
I believe the Second Coming has already come, and occurred in Elizabethan England.
Where are the windmills? These giant steel flowers on their Eiffel struts dotted our stock routes and paddocks for a century and a half.
If you’re looking for a proper off-road vehicle, the options are limited. So no wonder there’s a buzz around the new Toyota LandCruiser.
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