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Weekend Caos

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (CAOS), part three, dropped on Netflix on Friday and having binged the whole 8 episode series, here’s why it’s well better than the 90’s original. Oh, no spoilers.

Sabrina and Harvey, Zelda and Hilda, Salem, Jenny, Mr Pool – ahh all the 90’s nostalgia as this teenage witch, played by Melissa Joan Hart, was thrust onto our TV screens. And we loved her.

If you missed it – the American kids show premiered in 1996. The former Archie Comics story focuses on the teen witch as she gets to grips with her new found powers. She’s also crushing real hard on hearthrob Harvey Kinkle, while her crazy black cat, Salem is hell bent on taking over the world – mainly with clever puns and funny one liners.

It was a class, post school show that you could stick on and watch mindlessly. She wore wacky clothes and her spells constantly went wrong – thankfully her two aunties were on it. And Hilda baked.

The Sabrina reboot which launched on Netflix in 2018 turned this, relatively innocent post-school hang out show, into a supernatural horror that has audiences chomping at the bit for a follow up instalment.

Kiernan Shipka plays Sabrina, a half witch half mortal who, in pretty much every single episode, fights some kind of evil force that theatens her family and friends. Seriously, this teen is worldly, sub worldy and other worldly wise – like never before.

Gone is the ditzy, happy-go-lucky, cheesey all American girl we knew and loved. In her place, Sabrina of the 2010’s is a bad ass. Her wardrobe is to die for, Harvey got seriously hot, and then there’s Nick, Ambrose and well, Lucifer himself! If you’re at a lose end this weekend, make a start on parts one and two and get to grips with the new Spellman layout.

There’s a whole host of amazing actors involved including; Ross Lynch, Lucy Davis, Michelle Gomez, Richard Coyle, Miranda Otto, Lachlan Watson and more. The storylines are dark AF and pretty jumpy at times, but part three brought a sense of urgency as the Spellmans come to realise they’re not as fearsome as they first thought.

There’s a whole load of teenage lust and angst woven through this 8 episode series. The mad happenings of Greendale make it difficult to date stamp. References to cult music, culture, films etc make you assume modern day, yet styling, vehicles and 1950’s ice cream men, mess with your head.

Talking of styling, the costume department of this show deserve an Oscar. From scores of cheerleaders to Aunt Hilda’s mismatched tights and shoes combo’s, Nick and his brooding black shirt, jeans and leather jacket look and Harvey with his all American boy check shirts and chukka boots.

By far the stand out fashion icon of CAOS part three is Prudence. Played by Tatti Gabrielle, Prudence absolutely knocks her character development out of the park this series. The Hare Moon outfit she wares would make headlines at Coachella, her Highlands get-up is surely straight off the runway at Westwood and channelling her inner Mummy heroine ‘Evie’ with twin blades, leather pants and silk shirt – comes second only to her New Orleans lingerie look, that I couldn’t get enough of. Hats off.

Part three is different. It takes Sabrina’s story to new heights. Everyone grows up a little. There’s moments of emotion that really sets Salem amongst the pigeons. If you know your Greek Mythology, your friendy neighbourhood ice cream van driver and you’re a lover of fairground rides, you’ll love this most recent instalment.

Hell needs a make-over fellas, and I’m 100% sure Sabrina’s going to be at the forefront of it.

 

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Malted Milk

I dunked my malted milk a little bit too long and en route to my mouth, it landed with a splat, in my pen pot. Saturday mornings in bed with my laptop – summed up in one FFS moment. 

I woke up with an urgency to write today. Which is awesome. I made a coffee, grabbed a haul of inspirational prompt books which sit on my bookshelf and dived back into bed with a stack of biscuits and a determination to get 500 words down on the page.

What started out as a desire to create, it slowly turning into a procrastination exercise to avoid having to clean my pen pot. All my good pens, the ones I keep from the kids, the hotel pens my boyfriend has swiped from hotels when he travels with work, and all the ace freebies, now coated in a thick layer of malted milk and coffee.

Is it considered old school to still write with pen and paper? To put a blog post live I obviously have to transcribe my writing into digital format, but it feels more personal and real to write a first draft on paper.

I got a tonne of photos printed out yesterday too. Is that old school now? I’ve reverted back to my teens and stuck a load up on my wall above my desk. Pics of the kids, the dog, the boyfriend, snaps I took in Paris a few weeks back. The woman in the photo shop explained that people rarely print now unless its to go straight in a frame on the wall. Or in a cute keyring, snow globe or Valentine’s Day gift (yep, it’s almost that time again), but more on that later.

Playing board games, that’s old school. ALthough I heard yesterday there’s now a 10 minute game of Monopoly available. Probably because no one can afford to buy anything and they’ve swapped out Jail for moving back in with you folks.

Speaking of board games, I took the kids to see Jumanji: The Next Level, at the flicks last weekend. Since watching the original and first instalment reboot featuring Karen Gillan, The Rock and Jack Black, they’re been obsessed. I found myself saying “You know it started out as a board game, right?” quite a lot, as the digital SNES looking game in the film, brought the story up to the modern day expectations. Still, at age 5, 8 and 14 it was a refreshing change to find a film we all wanted to see.

SPOILER ALERT: Danny Devito and Danny Glover are in the latest film and make it a must see if you’ve followed the franchise.

Back to the old school. Tell you what else I absolutely love doing, hold on to your hats here people, it’s about to get raucous. I love doing Sudoku in the free Metro paper you get on the buses and trains. My commute into town seems to go much quicker while I’m wracking my brain trying to get the squares lined up with the correct digit. It’s probably the only time of the day I’m not talking, or listening to music. I’m fully engaged, kicking myself for not trying harder in GCSE Maths and wondering if the woman next to me is silently screaming out ‘YOU’VE F*CKED UP THE TOP RIGHT HAND BOX, YOU TIT.

I dabbled a bit in Brain Training on the DS when I could be arsed remembering to charge it. But providing I’ve got a pen, which come on, who hasn’t got a random biro in their bag? I’m good to go, even if it needs a wipe clean first. Malted Milk, FFS.

 

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