you got me so wrapped up

some serious mercy killing here

it shouldn't come as any shock to you that i'm ill again. i mean i've had about 3 days of good health so it's only right that i'm back in bed, shivering my way through episodes of "you deserve a drink". this is what i get for attempting to escape my house and actually socialise with people. but what do you when you're ill? rhetorical question alert that's right, play amazing games, eat chewits and watch shite films. so today's joy has come from far cry 3 and GOJIRA godzilla!

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT LIKE?"

far cry 3 is amazing. i bought it a few months ago but gave it too little time to impress me. turns out, the more you play, the better it gets. it's a huge open world game full of more side missions than you can shake a stick at (do people still say that?) it's very dark and twisted - long story short, you're on lolidays with your friends and parachute onto an island which is inhabited by this fucking mental guy who has an army that basically kills everyone. lots of jungle stealth, weapon upgrades and shark attacks. far cry 4 looks even better so i might have to buy it before christmas woops.

what a fucking beast LITERALLY

godzilla, however, is really fucking stupid. i remember loving the old one (even though it was just as bad, my brother said the soundtrack was amazing and it still is) but this is one is a bit of a hot mess - abysmal acting paired with a questionable plot. it does look astonishing though. i get the "what is under the sea?" idea and actually quite like it and i understand the whole "oh wow godzilla is really a good guy/the main character/some social commentary" thing but it was just clumsy, about an hour too long and really silly. too many overdone bits and missed opportunities. being ill and semi-hallucinatory, i'd give it a 6/10 when, in reality, it's probably closer to a 4.

let's not end on a shitter shall we? "what the fuck is that song?"

i think, as a gay man, you are allowed to fancy one man who's not your type at all - oliver stanley murs is the "cheeky chappy" for me. "wrapped up" has been in my head for weeks now and, true to form, it's a good lead single from his new album. he's touring with ella eyre which is amazing and my dad offered to buy a ticket for me and my very own mum but it's all a bit too expensive, far away, out of our comfort zone etc. regardless, the song is sort of jamiroquai, sort of bruno mars, sort of olly murs. the video, on the other hand, is fucking shocking. he looks fat, seedy and very very questionable. proper drunk uncle (druncle?) at a family wedding trying to feel you up under the table. and so i'm using the lyric video tonight in a hope my love stays strong. listen to it with your eyes closed and have a dance xo