Football! Football! Kick the scores! Up the boot! That’s right it’s that time of every two years when we all have to go football crazy (football mad) as another tournament appears on the international horizon to mock our cruel patriotic hopes. I for one hope Roy’s boys are up for the cup in Polkraine (never heard of it) and return to these shores without having disgraced themselves (either in sporting or a tabloid way). Also I hope nobody is racist and there are no massive punch-ups, which aren’t necessarily hopes I pin just on these few weeks. Football!
Best of the site
This week was foreshortened by all the Jubilee nonsense (more of which anon) but we still crammed in some sweet sweet content. Andy Brown’s before and after portraits of youngsters who’ve had teeth out are hugely affecting, while Gemma Tickle’s brilliant set design (giant Flump anyone?) and Stout/Kramer’s great graphic design skills sure floated our flotilla.
Best of best of the rest
We loved this first ever honest graphic design CV from the ever-marvellous McSweeneys, The New Yorker was among those to produce moving tributes marking Ray Bradbury’s passing and The Atlantic had a great insight into Esquire’s iconic Andy Warhol cover.
Best of the rest
Still not sure if this is ok but we still gawped at the artist who turned his dead cat into a helicopter, we were thrilled to learn that the amazing Tom Gauld now has a Tumblr for his Guardian cartoons (Short Story is a particular favourite) and someone finally sent us these amazing 8-bit Radiohead videos (about ruddy time!).
Tweet of the week
“Disappointed that the BBC completely ignored the fact that it’s also Queen Latifah’s jubilee this weekend. #shame”
Lots of Twitter jokes around the jubilee but Matthew Crosby genuinely made me guffaw.
Timesaver of the week
As impressive as the Jubilee river procession was, a lot of people complained that it just took too ruddy long. So thanks to the various filmmakers who used timelapse to its best purpose, condensing something long and boring into under two minutes. Like this…
Droll mockery of the week
While we’re on the Jubilee, Jon Stewart slating the CNN coverage is well worth a watch…
Venn diagram of the week
I inhabit an unlikely cultural crossover – I think The Wire is arguably the finest televison series ever produced and I love musicals. So when I heard about The Wire: The Musical!, I genuinely hoped it wasn’t a joke. It was, but a very good one. Look it’s Omar doing singing!
Satisfying cartoon-based revelations of the week
Yes it’s deliberate but it’s still great to find out how much cartoon characters often look like the actors who voice them……
Venn diagram of the week (2)
Audrey: “Darling I’m worried about you. We used to never spend a night in and now there’s nothing that excites you. Not the theatre, not the symphony orchestra not even the newest fine dining experience. What’s happened to us?”
Melvin: “You know my feelings Audrey. Not until someone combines my pasisons for wrestling and accordian will I again stir from this, my favourite chair…”
(Audrey is flciking through the latest Barbican brochure)
Audrey: Darling! You won’t… (her voice trembles) …you won’t believe this. I have found just the thing!
Melvin: (Looks at the brochure) Call a taxi at once. And fetch me some trousers!
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