Velociraptors, killer gorillas, chip-headed cyborgs, gunslinging robots, cannibal Neanderthals, Demi Moore -- these are the sort of things Hollywood knows how to make frightening.

I’ve never read any Michael Crichton. I doubt I ever will. But I liked Oliver Morton’s appreciation. At least I...

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I wasn't sure whether to blog Quantum of Solace, which I saw on Wednesday night, but late-breaking news of a James Blog-a-Thon tipped the scales, needy-blogger that I am.

QoS is a mess of a movie, with an even more meaningless than usual title, but WTF. I'm no Bondie (or whatever they call the...

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I realize that the overlap between “people who read this blog” and “people who are members of the Society for Conservation Biology and live in Europe” is probably exactly one. Just in case it isn’t, my web 2.0 savviness suggests that I make use of grassroots activism and the latest intertube techn...

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Redbelt is a strange movie. “Written and directed by David Mamet” is the only reason I would watch a film about martial arts, and may also be the only reason I am actually thinking a bit about the film. The “simple” idea is that the martial arts instructor -- Mike Terry, beautifully played by the E...

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It is pathetic, I know, to seek inspiration in the errors of others, as I have done now two posts in a row. But it really is such a source of pleasure, even when I know I am surely setting myself up for retribution. But who can resist the Daily Telegraph getting Richard Dawkins’ name wrong? And ev...

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