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Do you know what the world of action-thrillers have really been missing? No, not gunfights, or gritty international espionage, or someone leaning seriously over a laptop saying enhance. What they're really crying out for is a good, solid bit of platonic female friendship.

What the hell were seventeen tiny, hand-made coffins with individual figures doing tucked into a hole in the side of an extinct volcano?

It’s the turn of the millennium in Japan. You, a young child, have returned from a hard day of study to enjoy an afternoon watching cartoons on Kids Station; a channel dedicated to gentle, child-appropriate programming. In between shows, a five-minute short called Popee the Performer fills the time. And, out of nowhere, you’re faced with this:

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Pour yourself an iced latte, get your best camis on, and fix your charm bracelets – it’s time to go to the mall.

Yes, I know this show is more than a decade old, and yes, I know I should have watched it ages ago – but forgive me, dear friends, for waiting so long to rhapsodise about Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries by joining me for a little natter about it now, alright?

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Sit down, make yourself comfortable, hope the seat you’re in doesn’t break – it’s time to talk about The Chair Company.

"If my body is never retrieved, don’t worry,” she wrote to him. “Know that I’m at peace.” At a glance, your first assumption might be that this note indicated Sharon Lopatka’s intent to take her her own life. and Lopatka did intend to die – but not by her own hand. Rather, she planned to meet with a secret internet acquaintance with whom she had shared a month and a half of intense conversation regarding Lopatka’s desire to be tortured to death for the purposes of her own sexual gratification – a desire that, ultimately, she would come to fulfill.

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My thinness – and particularly the weight loss that led to it – were spoken of and framed in these terms of self-control and virtuousness. People complimented not just my body, but the perceived discipline that I must have used to achieve it.

When American Horror Story debuted in 2011, the shape of mainstream horror was very, very different to what it is now.

Pour yourself an iced latte, get your best camis on, and fix your charm bracelets - it's time to go to the mall.

I think we can all agree that there’s nothing funnier than a bit of religious fundamentalism.