A movie where the bit-parts take centre stageNews: Justin Kallu is shot. Bigger news: girl rocks the media with faux testimony.

What’s the real news here? Those who should be centre-stage are often now relegated to waiting in the wings. And vice versa. Which sparks the thought that Tom Stoppard’s play-then-film Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead was the precurser to realityTV – where we all watch the erstwhile insignificant people become Continue reading “Chk chk boom: Rosencrantz, Guildernstern and Justin Kallu are dead” →