Whiffy Whiff

Ha!  Do You See What I Did There?
Actually you might not unless you read this afternoon's post, which came with the title "Iffy IFF", nor unless you recognise that "whiff" is English slang for "Stinks to the very high heavens, and then some".
     For yes, we are talking about that recently opened sarcophagus in Egypt, the one that had a small sea of stinking sewage inside.  I shan't attach a picture, because the last one was pretty disgusting and came up as the default one on Facebook, which might put you off your tea.
     What I really wanted to talk about was the word "Sarcophagus".  Art?

A throne for bone

     Because your humble scribe is nothing if not curious, I wondered where the name came from.  Thereby hangs a tale.
     It's Greek in origin.  From 'Sarx', the Greek for "Flesh" and "Phagos" meaning "To eat".  Thus, literally, "A flesh-eating stone", because you put a body inside it, and it's carved from stone.  I strongly suspect that someone like <thinks> Al Murray made this up as a joke 2,500 years ago in Euboea, and much to their horror it caught on.  An ancient Greek meme.
     Well, now that we are so much better educated and rounded-off, it is time to see how many pounds of raw chicken liver we can force the motley to eat at gunpoint!

BOOJUM! Reviews Films
It's been a while since we last did this, so a cautionary introduction to how the blog does film reviews is in order.  Firstly, if you want a proper film review, boy, are you in the wrong place! - go see what that Mark Kermode chap says.  Here, we go on the title alone and generalise enormously from there.  And that's it, unless I feel differently.  Let the roasting begin!
"Sicario: Rise of the Soldado" : Hmmm.  The poster artwork depicts two hairy macho types glaring, either at each other or into the distance, it's hard to tell with only a few seconds to check it out as the bus poster whizzes past.  No mention of Emily Blunt?  You know, the easy on the eyes accomplished actress?  She was the first film's counterpoint and moral compass, whereas the two characters depicted here would think 'morals' was a mis-spelling of 'morels'.

Men with guns!  Shooting!  Shooting all the time!

"The First Purge" : The fourth film in this franchise, which is going to continue for years, I can tell you that, because they are made for a few million dollars yet bring in tens of millions.  Seriously, the previous 3 films cost $20 million but brought in $210 million.
     I haven't seen any of them, and don't plan to, and seriously doubt that a single day's punishment-free crime spreeing could dramatically alter criminal behaviour for the other 364 days of the year in a nation of 300 million people.
    Besides which, a strip in "Death Rattle" a good 30 years ago beat them to it.

I have this issue!

"Swimming With Men" : Hmmm for the second time.  Your humble scribe, being a pervy old letch - or was it a letchy old perv? - would be quite happy to watch a film about swimming with women (who do not have to be bow-legged, either*), but politely begs off one about the male of the species.  It does have Rob Brydon, though, whose presence might get me to watch it on Netflix in a year's time.  Tagline - 'There's men - and they swim' - and somebody's agent deserves a medal, getting a green light on that. 

Close enough

Talking Of Flesh-Eating Stones -
Another sci-fi reference, because there may be people from Space Opera - a Facebook group well-worth checking out - reading this, and I - well - I didn't lie, exactly, although I might have implied there was a lot more sci-fi present on BOOJUM! than there actually is.  Anyway, there was a series in the Beeb's premier dramanetary reconstruction flagship that featured the 'Ogri'.  I think Art can be cattle-prodded into producing evidence - 

The Ogri are the vertical stones, not the lady with the cleavage

     They were intelligent - hmmm - okay, they were sentient beings made of stone, that needed blood and flesh to live.  They appeared outside the tent of an unsuspecting young couple down Dartmoor way, and the young lady there present was incautious enough to put her hand on one.  Art?

Unwise

     Her hand sticks to the stone, she can't pull away, and in the next shot you merely see a skeleton hand, still adhered to the stone.

The bare bones version

     Thus I give you FLESH EATING STONE!
     It was a long journey but we got there in the end.



*  'Jaws' reference for you there