Never being asked to choose a film again.
I was tasked with finding a fun family film for us to watch while I researched vintage 1950’s cameras and I thought this would be a heartwarming tale. Little did I know the horrors to come. Now Billy Connolly’s corpse has been doused in petrol and violently burnt by 3 primary school children as they gleefully wave it goodbye. We have been left distraught sitting here watching David Tennant interviews, desperately searching for any semblance of hope in this sea of depravity. But I fear it may never come…
Cheers Tennant, kids are crying 👍
