Some very un-favourite things have happened, but some good ones too. Here are some of my favourite cultural things of the whole year.
BOOK: The First Bad Man by Miranda July.
I have long loved pretty much everything that Miranda July has ever done - well, since I went by myself to the Curzon in Soho to see 'Me and You and Everyone We Know' and then worked backwards. I loved her book of short stories, and had high hopes of her first novel. Well, reader, this surpassed all of them. I read it with not much idea of the story/premise, which was probably ideal. I have never read anything quite like it. Literally life-altering.
FILM: Another game-changer, I have to say 'Diary of a Teenage Girl'. I saw it by myself (bit of a theme emerging here?) on a weekday afternoon. Question: is there anything more decadent than going to the cinema alone on a weekday afternoon? This film, and all of its performances, are so incredible - I walked home in a daze, my head spinning. Bonus points for the lovely 70s San Francisco aesthetic.
MUSIC: Of course, of course it has to be 'Divers' by Joanna Newsom. Is that too cliche? I know some people who would think so - apparently my taste in music can be way too 'middle-class white girl who has a fringe and tattoos and lives in Brighton'. I don't care. I love her love her love her. This is still going to be on my record player throughout 2016.
TELLY: I rarely watch stuff on 'actual' telly, and then I feel all superior about it. For years I really enjoyed saying 'actually I don't have a TV' but now everyone watches everything on computer, that doesn't really have the same cachet any more. But lately not so much no-telly superiority on my part. A big reason for this was 'Catastrophe'. The premise doesn't sound that great: couple get pregnant after casual fling and decide to make a go of things (sounds pretty standard, right?). But the writing, acting and general charm plus LOL-ness really elevate it.
Oh shit, and I nearly forgot 'This Is England 90'. And probably loads of other stuff.