It amuses one to think that in every small town across New Zealand, and perhaps across the world, there is bound to be a family that has no secrets.
I will not be telling any of my many elderly readers anything new when I note how todays melt into yesterdays and tomorrows as age cruels and clouds our already deeply compromised percipience.
Like all natives of Dunedin, I am pathetically grateful when anybody remotely famous or interesting deigns to grace us with their presence.
There is a disorienting and slightly sickening sense of foreboding weaving its way through actor Peter Mullan's latest work.
I often spend my evenings indulging in either profound discussions or amusing flights of fancy with my house boy Angelo, as he presses and hangs my dinner jacket or fixes a gin pahit.
Actor Dean Norris plays DEA agent Hank Shrader in Breaking Bad - a man who wages a war against his brother-in-law's methamphetamine operation.
The propensity of actors to take on the manners and mores of people they clearly are not can lead to layer upon layer of confusion.
There was a sharp, communal intake of breath at the Rialto cinema in Newmarket early last week.
G. K. Chesterton did a rather odd thing during his lifetime.
1979 was an unpleasant year.
Scandinavians have been almost wilfully quiet since the mid-11th century.
One of the very best television series created by mankind - Breaking Bad - is drawing slowly to an inevitable, and surely (but then again, maybe not) tragic denouement.
HRH the Prince of Wales wears a cheese-cutter cap, cream slacks, and, knotted over his laryngeal prominence, a bright green scarf that looks for all the world as though it is made of terry-towelling.
I recorded the last episode of series one of Black Mirror on MySky.
Some stories are universal.
Sometimes, when I chew on the fence outside my property I get splinters of wood and thick multicoloured layers of lead-based paint stuck between my teeth.
New Zealand From Above is a televisual extravaganza of looking down on things - a tour de force, if you will, of aerial photography.
Korvettenkapitan Georg Johannes, Ritter von Trapp, also known as Baron von Trapp, was the sort of Austro-Hungarian navy officer, sir, of whom there should be more.
The decade now known as the 1980s was a simpler time.
I am now and then so inclined - as was Hamlet and perhaps Ophelia - to talk of country matters.