You’ve never seen a grimmer-looking group of people enter a building than the morning throng of humanity trooping into Milimani Law Courts. They boot by in various shades of silence, mostly preoccupied, as if what’s happening to them is …
I saw Samuel L Jackson at Wilson Airport yesterday. It was 6:30am and I was mooching off at the ALS terminal, waiting to catch a flight to Kilifi for work. Swanky terminal, I will have you know. Anyway, imagine …
Sometimes when I’m in shags I wake up in the dead of the night and stumble out of my Simba to meet an unyielding wall of darkness outside. Into a complete silence often broken by a distance howl of …
[Because a review of a very short movie about young people doing young things [like sitting inside a supermarket trolley] deserves to be reviewed by a young person.]
