For mildly convoluted jewellery-related reasons, a human sacrifice cult in an old film doesn't want to sacrifice a struggling scantily clad hot girl strapped to a table, who will be saved by the hot hunky hero just seconds before before the slightly-less-hot villain stabs her with his big Freudian knife. This lot want ... Ringo Starr. And his ring...That he was sent in the post by an Indian fan.

Help! is a lot like many children's comedy-drama-adventure capers, from the ones I watched in the 80's, to the stuff you still see now if you accidentally switch on Children's BBC at 4.30pm: all tenuous plot devices and illogical escapes, comical chases and colourful villains. It's very funny if you don't…

For mildly convoluted jewellery-related reasons, a human sacrifice cult in an old film doesn't want to sacrifice a struggling scantily clad hot girl strapped to a table, who will be saved by the hot hunky hero just seconds before before the slightly-less-hot villain stabs her with his big Freudian knife. This lot want ... Ringo Starr. And his ring...That he was sent in the post by an Indian fan.

Help! is a lot like many children's comedy-drama-adventure capers, from the ones I watched in the 80's, to the stuff you still see now if you accidentally switch on Children's BBC at 4.30pm: all tenuous plot devices and illogical escapes, comical chases and colourful villains. It's very funny if you don't…

I’ve been listening to The Beatles music more in the last year or so than I had for most of my life, I still like The Stones better, but I’ve come to appreciate the fab four more now that I’ve given them a shot and really started listening close to their albums. What has always kept me at arms length from the Beatles has never really been the music so much as the external stuff… stuff like the movie Help. It amazes me that people who can be so creative and innovative in a recording studio can’t do anything with cinema more interesting than this bland spoof.

I watched A Hard Day’s Night in round 33 of the CS film…