A brightly coloured long-tail boat cuts the waves between spectacular limestone cliffs – A rickety tuk-tuk dances through the city lights – A pair of recently retired teachers share a meal on a sun-drenched beach – And here we are, on the internet, distracting ourselves.
INT. HOLLYWOOD VILLA – KITCHEN – MORNING. Sausages sizzle atop an island hob. Sunlight blinks through swaying blinds. Everything in perfect order – the American dream in sinks and worktops. We pull back. Blood streaks between floor tiles and wells at the foot of the island. A limp hand. A lifeless body.
Prison Break – Orange is the New Black – Porridge – We’ve all done our fair share of time in the box(set), but what do we really know of the reality of incarceration?
Every time I come up against a decent poker player I think, ‘Now they’d give Columbo a good run for his money.’ Then when I watch my hard earned chips pushed in their direction I fantasise about them incriminating themselves in frustration after a deliciously meandering tangent. ‘That’ll show them,’ I smile as I slip on my jacket and head out into the cold, several pounds lighter.
A tired old nightclub closes. The good times, the embarrassing times, the cocktail of dreadful smells and the shots of love, lust and friendship – all consigned to hazy, vodka-soaked memories. In its place rises an indoor climbing centre. It was either that or a trampoline park.
Boxing breeds drama. It is a sport of big characters, high stakes and sickening controversies. A sport of backroom deals, over-hyped prospects and underpaid journeymen. On its day it is the undisputed greatest sport on earth, the next it is curled up on the canvas in shame.