Fuzzy Dunlop

Long time reader, very part time contributor to DVDVR but I just had to say, this might well be my all time favourite thread on here.

Joe Gilgun will never ever not be Woody to me. In the same way that Idris Elba could do a bunch more films and 83 more Luthers but he'd always be Stringer Bell to me. I watched the first 4 episodes of Brassic though, a lot of the Sky One productions are usually hyped and then end up shite but this one is really quite good. It's a show which isn't quite what you think it is based on the trailers.

I'm a couple of days late but one of the things which stood out about the shitty Bury/Bolton situations was noted shitbird Jim White on Sky Sports News standing in front of a countdown to their possible demise as he was positively orgasmic over bringing us the shite news of two noted historic football clubs possibly going out of business and a bunch of dudes losing their jobs. It was short sighted at best and downright cuntish at worst. I hate stories like that, they're more than just football clubs, they're intrinsically linked to the local community and that.

Flair's number one with a bullet. Other nine are comprised roughly of Austin, Rock, Eddy, Hansen, Terry Funk, Kawada, Sting, Vader, Bockwinkel. I was 12/13 when Austin became the most over dude I'd ever seen in wrestling (not old enough to see that Hogan fucker on top, sorry) and, at that age, how could he not be my guy? That being said, I was also 12/13 when DX got big and they were fucking shite even at that age. I recently re-watched a bunch of 1998 Raws, most of it is the fucking shits but the Austin/Vince stuff still holds up for the most part but DX was as pish as it was when I was 13. Terry Funk is pretty much the greatest professional wrestler who ever lived but Flair's still my number one for reasons. Of the whole Kawada/Kobashi/Misawa/Taue etc. shebang, Kawada was always my fucking dude. The rest are the rest.

My wife (I say, my wife, I do, of course mean my wife and I as I unconvincingly ask if we can listen to Sabbath or some shit instead) has been listening to the shit out of Taylor's new album. It's possibly a little bloated, she could have knocked 3 or 4 of the weaker songs off it and they wouldn't be missed but, that being said, when it hits, it's fucking first class poptastic pop. I mean, has even the queen of the earworms produced anything as poppy as Paper Rings since she released Shake It Off?

Oh, it's definitely a thing. I'm from Derry, I was at a wedding not too long ago, we did Rock the Boat. As silly as it sounds, it still amazes me that people across the Atlantic are enjoying a show about my wee hometown (possibly some are enjoying it with the use of subtitles?) but, then, it amazed most of us here that the show ever got made in the first place. Shows only get made about Belfast or Dublin, they don''t get made about Derry. The only shit I can ever remember filmed in this town were the Bloody Sunday films. I'll still be a slight stickler about the accents though because I am that pernickety. I recently re-watched the 1st episode and the only legit Derry accents in the whole thing are Erin, Michelle and the girl at the back of the bus who tells them to fuck off. But, that's okay, the pool of Derry actors would be quite small and I understand they had to go elsewhere and the Derry accent is probably super hard to do and anyone outside of here probably wouldn't even notice anyway so I'm just being a bellend.

It's been posted on here before but now seems as good a time as any to post the hilarious clip where Jim Norton, in the space of about 37 seconds, completely changes Patrice O'Neal's opinion on Face/Off. Patrice O'Neal's laugh gets me every time. But, yeah, the creepy face brushing thing, the doves, the magnetic boots, I'M NOT CASTOR TROY, I wanna take his face...off, the different body shapes...it's all discussed: DUDE, I THINK THAT MOVIE DID STINK!

So, ah, yeah, there's a show in this neck of the woods called Love Island in which Instagram guys and gals and social media influencers (literal job title. Whatever the fuck it is) go to an island and ITV manipulate them to have sex on TV or fight or both and it's all very scummy and, yet, it's super popular and a gazillion people watch it and every woman in my workplace discuss each episode in depth every single day. Anyway, I forget what my point is...oh yeah, they played a song by Freya Ridings on one of the episodes a couple of years back and she kinda became semi well known overnight because of it. Below is her new song. She's pretty and it's kinda a really good pop song and her dad is the voice of Daddy Pig in Peppa Pig (yes, really) and she's pretty and, yeah, settle down and all that.

By no means was it perfect but I still loved it; a legit great sendoff for one of my favourite shows of all time. The opening 5 minutes or so I was all I'M MARKING OUT BRO and I was legit super buzzed hearing the theme again. It was nice to see Ian McShane once again do something other than sleepwalk through some shitty action film too. Just served to remind everyone how good that ensemble cast is. I haven't watched the original series in maybe 5 years but the writing of the series was so strong you could immediately jump into this and immediately know all the characters and their backstories; it was like it had never been away. I couldn't have fucking asked for more, cocksuckers.

I was 14 years old in 1999, it was the greatest moment in all my 14 years on this planet. Actually, no, it's the greatest moment in all my 34 years on this planet. I mean, did my wife score the winner in the European Cup Final? Not that I'm aware. Football. Bloody hell. The United/Bayern charity match today was complete nostalgia overload. I don't know if Roy Keane wasn't there because of the rift with Fergie but it's a shame he wasn't, he was the best player in a great United team. A few Big Dutchman observations though: a. Jaap still terrifies me. b. Someone forgot to tell him it was a friendly for charity. c. He's 46 years old and he'd walk into the current United team. d. That isn't saying much considering my old nan would get in ahead of Ashley Young and Phil Jones and my nan's just had her hip done and a stair lift installed. Allow us the undoubtedly overbearing nostalgia for today at least. After that ending to this season, as United fans, it's all we have left.

So, who survives for another episode at least? Lives: Dany, Jon Snow, Jaime, Arya, Sansa, Hound, Tyrion, Bran Dies: Literally everyone else. Specifically Grey Worm and Brienne because, as mentioned in this thread, one dude did the whole 'when this is over' shit which means he's fucked and the other dude had their happiest moment on a show where no-one gets happy moments.

100% agreed. I loved the absolute shit out of last season but this one could most definitely be better if it keeps going the way it's going. Bill Hader is knocking it out of the fucking park and Hank (aka THE KING OF SUCK BALLS MOUNTAIN) continues to be one of the funniest characters on TV. I laughed for about 14 hours straight at the '50/50' rooftop scene from the last episode ('what do you want me to do, go to John Wick assassin hotel with help wanted sign?'). Between it, Killing Eve, Veep and Game of Thrones, weekend TV is the dog's proverbials right now.

I will refrain from being creepy. I will, however, say she is the queen of the earworms.

ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod I will watch that trailer 817 times by the end of May.

Liverpool should really have known better hoping for this Man United to get a result against that Man City. Speaking as a United fan, any fan who was hoping Man United were beat at home by Man City to try and stop Liverpool winning the league is a fucking idiot. Deadwood clearout in the summer, please Ole. K thanks. Rightly or wrongly, Ole will be given more leeway from the fans than Moyes, Van Gaal or Mourinho were because of who he is but I completely understand a lot of the reservations about him, that being said he needs backing and more than one transfer window to at least try and get it right. It is what is, they probably couldn't not give him the job after the run they went on but the problems are deeper than the ocean at that club.

Great episode. Davos deadpanning 'maybe I will have that drink' after Tormund's insane story was hilarious. I'm going to cry 4 billion tears when The Hound snuffs it for real this time (although I don't think it'll be next week, they have to do Hound/Mountain, right?). I don't know why everyone's so worried though, the Night King will take one look at Lyanna motherfucking Mormont mean mugging him, shit in his ice pants and get the fuck out of there. I'd rather face an army of 100,000 Hounds than face one Lady Mormont glare.

A weekend of records, only yesterday Roy Hodgson became the oldest manager to ever manage a Premier League team and now Kepa has become the youngest. United/Liverpool was pish but a draw will do after 17 injuries, a midfield of McTominay and Pereira, Rashford on one foot and Lukaku looking more blown up than the Ultimate Warrior doing a run in.

It is that whole black and white and no grey in between Twitter argument that rages about Messi or Ronaldo (I mean, one guy can't take a shit without supporters of him saying it was the greatest shit ever created and the shit created by the other guy isn't as good as the other shit). I mean, fuck, I'm a Man United fan and Ronaldo was unbelievably good in his last few years at United and then went to Real and somehow got even better every year so you have a case there where a dude is one of the greatest players in the history of arguably the top two biggest football teams in history and, yet...I'd still pick Messi. There you have a guy who is one of the greatest goalscorers there ever was which alone would warrant a place in the all time greats but then he's also a team player and a natural born genius and on and on and on it goes. That being said, we all live in an era where two of the greatest of all time both played at the same time.

It is almost, well, it's Messi, of course he just scored his fiftieth hat trick. Imagine waking up every day though knowing you're the greatest there's ever been at what you do. Lionel Messi goes to work every day knowing he's the greatest professional football player that ever walked the face of the Earth. He probably wouldn't brag about that though, he'd rather pass it to someone else and let them brag about something.

I know, for whatever reason, it's not everyone's cup of tea but the 2nd series of The Wire is one of my favourite series of all time and Chris Bauer as Frank Sobokta is pretty much my favourite one series run of any character ever.

In interviews and whatnot, Stephen Merchant has always come across as the funnier of the two. I've watched the first 4 episodes of The Umbrella Academy, I think it possibly tries a little bit too hard at times to be quirky and cool but there's enough there to make me keep watching still. I like the little smug time travelling kid at least. That being said, Russian Doll should almost certainly be watched by human beings out there. I kinda dig Natasha Lyonne anyway even without her whole dog molesting threatening ways and whatnot.

Hey, guys, remember that time when Vanessa Carlton made A Thousand Miles? Remember when she just happened to make the greatest pop song ever made? No? Well, here's a reminder: And that's me downplaying Taylor Swift considering Taylor Swift has made the greatest pop songs of all time...which is almost certainly an exaggeration. That being said, to suggest A Thousand Miles is the greatest pop song ever made is certainly true considering it is the greatest pop song ever made. Anyway, I'm rambling.

Hey, guys, remember when Jose Mourinho wanted to get rid of Anthony Martial and replace him with a 30 year old Willian or Perisic? Remember when he spent the whole summer trying to get Fellaini to sign a new contract so he could lump it up to him with 5 minutes to go as Manchester United fucking football club essentially became Wimbledon? Remember the dark cloud that enveloped the whole fucking club. Good times, weren't they? From where they were when he took over, if Man United finish in the top 4 this season I honestly don't know how you don't give Ole the job. I understand the reservations about him but, man, he couldn't possibly be any worse than there's been the last few years. I mean, I know a lot of the goodwill comes from him being one of the most popular players in United's history. Ole scored the winner late on in the FA Cup against Liverpool in a match I was at. I was 14 years old when he scored the winner in the European Cup final and, up until that moment, it was the greatest day of my life. If he took the United job and got relegated to non-league football, I'd still love him.

So, now that the dust has settled, with regards to this Royal Rumble show, the most important questions I have to ask that I seriously need answered are...did that whole hat thing with Maria and Alicia Fox actually happen? Did I imagine it? Was it a fever dream I had? I'm afraid if I go back and watch it again and it didn't actually happen I might start questioning the nature of my existence. But, then, people in this thread mentioned it so it did happen, right? Okay, there's that and there's the fact that Rhea Ripley is fucking starry mcstarrington.

Dammit, Rick, it's an upper body business.