Bravo Child, last year's winner of the Poetry Slam Final, up this year as the sacrificial poet for the NSW Poetry Slam Final. The sacrificial poet being the first poet of the night to fall under the hammer and whiteboard markers of the randomly chosen members of the judging panel.

Points, however, matter not as the poet is not part of the final line up vying for the title of champion.

Nothing with the spilling of blood, as one audience member gasped in anticipation of. Or anything to do with the poultry slam others have been known to ponder and enquire about.



Following the rules of the Poetry Slam final, Bravo Child would wind out well into the negatives breaking it out past the 2 minute mark.

Location, location, location and in this location, The Members' Room of the Mitchell Wing of the State Library New South Wales. Nice old books there. Watch it the rabid crowd don't try shifting the heavy chairs for a better view. It's as if some people can't stand standing.

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Passes no more in the hands of the Comic Shop for The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning. The last of the last of the free movie passes through Roadshow Films walking out the door on the weekend.

Interesting methods of half direction and slight delusion in the give away period which sees a slight overlap into that of A Scanner Darkly.

One soul, on the Saturday toward the very end, comes face up to the offer with a slight misunderstanding on the concept of free. Bamboozling with questions, the offer comes quick and fast with a jab to the left cleft and it's not unexpected for more than a second to pass for it to sink in.

"How much does it cost for the free passes?"

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Great, the end of the year and now they start to sneak in with more episodes of Power Rangers without any fanfare beyond the listings in the TV guide.

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Odd choose your own adventure stream in the previous and Emo Boy #10 is out this week. For all intents and porpoises, emo boy is pretty much dead. Socially at least. And if the mark of life is dictated by the status of a website and the owner who runs it, there is no hope on the long end for the title itself.

That said, it's still a joke of a book and finding it as a read is great for those who love the overblown and the melodrama beyond that which can be delivered by Passions. Now that's some pedigree.

First two issues in the mini are well done, the good Doctor is making a move on history with his past flash a fleshout. No easier choice in the week than Doctor Strange: The Oath #3 then.

Unless it happens to be The Nightly News #2, a fly about shooting gallery of captions, dialogue and style that isn't at all like much of the offerings that exist out there at the moment. Rather flimsy though, like the slimlines of Fell and Casanova from Image. The mere heat of hands quickly turning the waves into the pages themselves.

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Throw in a film with Christian Bale, Hugh Jackman, Michael Caine and Scarlett Johansson with Christopher Nolan on directing duties. Slap the thick atmosphere and feel of the late 19th century with a lemon twist of magic and illusion, and it's hard to figure out how it can possibly disappoint. Pop in a bit of David Bowie and Andy Serkis and the climb gets a whole lot sweatier with The Prestige.

Two magicians at the top of their game and even that's not enough. The lengths at which they will go to to outdo each other beyond the realm of sanity is just unbearable and unflinchingly excruciating. Dedication, deception and deliverance.

The word d?nouement sounds really great with a French accent. Not that that has anything to do with anything. Really.

Bale hangs on a smooth Londoner's tongue that the setting is pretty much complete on his turn of the talk. Jackman is a crazily obsessive man that following him on his journey is one that breaks a bit of the heart. Watching these two face off against each other is well fine. A grand sense of magic alone in their scenes together.

Obsession never lets go and that sense of despair that permeates the side arm rests ultimately leaves the mind rattling away in a rather disturbed set after watching the burn and flicker.

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Swig a trick for there's only one day left in the giveaway comp flogging thing between the Comic Shop and Roadshow Films for A Scanner Darkly. Smells like a winner this film does. Sci-fi, drugs, rotoscopic action, Linklater and PKD. Too many angle to appreciate.

One enterprising young chap has taken the Substance D to a quad splice ethos. Instead of entering just the one time, as is mentioned in the terms and conditions of the comp, this entrant has spawned eight different identities for the campaign. Sadly, despite fielding eight different names, each with their own email addresses, the answers all ride in the same.

Not only that, all the entry slots fall inside of 20 seconds after the previous. It's red flag if ever there was one to screw up the whites load in the laundry.

Take it from one who's a massive comper, before throttling back by circumstance in the earlier part of the year, watch where you're spitting from.

From the looks of things (and as someone who manages to average six hours of television on average an average night for a rolling two month survey period) the trailers haven't been too prominent.

At least not on the channels during the 19:00 to 02:00 period most nights the box is on. Guess catching a sight of these elusive trailers will be beyond the warm-up period to the release of the theatrical season.

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