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The Dark Knight Rises - A Study in Inspiration

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 09:36:00 +0100

A seemingly heavy underlying theme in Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy has been inspiration – this can be seen in Bruce Wayne’s belief in the inspirational power of a symbol: “A man is just flesh and blood and can be ignored or destroyed. But as a symbol… as a symbol, I can be incorruptible, everlasting.” We then see the negative effects of such inspiration when it prompts the emergence of a new force when the Joker arrives in Gotham to test himself against the city’s caped protector:

Gordon: And what about escalation?

Batman: Escalation?

Gordon: We start carrying semi-automatics, they buy automatics. We start wearing Kevlar … they buy armor-piercing rounds.

Batman: And?

Gordon: And you’re wearing a mask … and jumping off rooftops. Now, take this new guy. Armed robbery, double homicide. Got a taste for the theatrical. Like you. Leaves a calling card.

Now, in the final instalment of the trilogy, Batman and Gotham face their most fearsome adversary yet: Bane. Bane represents a new symbol – a symbol for a world that is angry at everyone but itself, and inspiration for an abandoned society, representing the dangers of letting people fall through the cracks. More than that, though: Bane represents a new kind of threat for Christian Bale’s physically imposing Batman – Bane is a physical threat; he’s bigger, stronger and younger than our protagonist and for the first time in Nolan’s series, Batman isn’t assured victory in a fist-fight.

And so in Bane we find a dangerous combination – a rallying point for the criminals and downtrodden of the city, and a strong physical threat for Batman; this presents, in my opinion, a very real threat and a very clever character creation, because it is often the nature of movie villains to represent either one or the other – a physical threat that results in a clash of violence and requires the protagonist to grow in order to outsmart his/her opponent, or an intellectual threat that thwarts the protagonist at every turn, but is easily dispatched once the confrontation becomes physical. While credit for the Bane character cannot be given to Nolans Christopher and Jonathan, they can certainly be accredited for utilizing such a fearsome character in such an effective manner.

So how is the character of Bane utilized so well? The Dark Knight Rises brings us back to the story of Gotham eight years after the events of The Dark Knight, with Wayne having become a social and emotional recluse, still reeling from the events that caused him to lose almost everything that drove him. Because Wayne no longer has Rachel and her promise to be with him, and because he has given up the Batman mantle after taking the fall for the death of Harvey Dent, he seems to us a broken, directionless man – emphasized by the physical injuries he still carries. Enter Bane – seemingly the quintessential terrorist, with equal parts freedom fighter and uncompromising violence. Now I don’t want to give away too much of the story here, but needless to say that the emergence of a new threat draws Wayne out of his reclusion to take Bane head-on, and the story then meanders its way through the remaining three acts as the stakes get steadily higher and things begin to look steadily more bleak.

Bane is not the only villain of the film, however – the socio-economic climate also rears its ugly head as we see Wayne Enterprises on the verge of bankruptcy and the flashy gadgets and silly Wayne stunts of Batman Begins and The Dark Knight make very few appearances in this film. Oh and also not to forget Catwoman (though she is never once called that). Catwoman is not really a villain … well she isn’t really anything, actually, and therein lies my first criticism of this film – the character of Selina Kyle is incredibly under-utilized and her existence seems to be barely justified in her ability to accidentally drive the plot forward; furthermore her interaction with Batman seems awkward – at times presenting a romantic interest, and at others seeming to act as a young protégée. Anne Hathaway provided an excellent performance, and her delivery cannot be faulted, but I just wish I had got to see more of her.

Other criticisms include the clunky fight between Batman and Bane – something I had been expectantly waiting since the announcement that Bane would be the villain and that he would be played by Tom Hardy. Now both Christian Bale and Tom Hardy have proved themselves in action arenas in such films as Equilibrium and Warrior, respectively, so I was disappointed that the skills they displayed in those films were not demonstrated here.

Finally, the pace of the film seems like it is not quite right, with some parts being rushed through while others are given too much attention. The film has been accused of being too long, but I actually think the opposite – it isn’t long enough; I felt while watching that what had been written was a 3+ hour epic, but it had been squashed into 2:40, probably because very few people would be happy in a cinema for much more time than that. I would have liked to see this film really take its time to present its story to me, and I would not have minded sitting through a longer film to get that – though I am a fan of the Lord of the Rings Extended Edition movies…

So now the part of this review that I have been avoiding – did I like this film? Yes, I did … mostly. Ultimately it boils down to this for me – The Dark Knight was the better film, in my opinion; that is not because of anything that The Dark Knight Rises did wrong, but because The Dark Knight did so much right. The action and interactions of The Dark Knight were enacted on a far more personal level giving everything a more visceral ‘edge of the seat’ feeling that is missing in Rises, in which the grandiose scale of events detracts from a more personal story, making it suffer from the same failings as the recent Mass Effect 3 – the conclusion of a trilogy should focus more heavily on the rounding off of character arcs, with the emphasis being on old friends and old enemies rather than on making everything bigger than anything that has come before – don’t get me wrong, the stakes should be higher, but not at the loss of the smaller things.

If this film were being examined in a vacuum it would stand on its own merits, but it does not exist in a vacuum so that examination is not possible. However, as I said, I did like this film and would still recommend it to anyone to watch.

Three out of Five Coats

Review: Robyn Young's 'Brethren'

Fri, 17 Feb 2012 16:02:06 +0000

An Underrated Page Turner

Robyn Young’s 2006 novel ‘Brethren’ is the first in a trilogy of historic fiction novels set during the crusade era. The book was a dark horse that slipped unnoticed under many radars when it was released, receiving only a handful of mixed reviews from some little known journalists and bloggers. Among the positive write-ups is one by Stephen Hubbard from the online review site ‘The Book Reporter’ that states: “The majesty, brutality and romanticism of that time are so beautifully painted on the page that it is often difficult to separate the fact from the fiction”, and another from historical biographer and novelist Alison Weir calling it a “pacy and well-written” text that “captures your interest until the last page.”

There have also been criticisms of the book, however – mostly based around historical accuracy or the fact that the drama and excitement of the text is often interrupted with ‘history lessons’. Both reasonable and not incorrect criticisms – the book does meander its way through a lot of detailed descriptions and foundation laying history knowledge, but it is the first in a trilogy of books after all, so it really wouldn’t be fair to view this as a complete story – the first part of a story will always be slightly slower than the middle and end parts because it has a lot of setting up and introducing to do.

I picked up the novel as part of a 3-for-2 deal one afternoon whilst waiting for a bus that would take me on the nearly 3 hour journey back to university after a visit home – I realised as I was waiting that I hadn’t brought a book with me and so hurried to the nearest Waterstone’s to find one, and Brethren was amongst the three books I chose. Having never been particularly interested in historical fiction I wasn’t entirely sure why I chose this book out of so many others, and as I sat on the bus and flicked past the acknowledgements page and the map of 13^th century Arabia to the first chapter of the book, those musings stopped mattering – I was instantly sucked into a world of rich and imaginative description that sent my mind hurtling through lands I had never visited centuries before I was born.

The story of Brethren has at once both a complexity of depth and simplicity in the narrative that meant I was sucked in by the story but never felt the need to take a break from any overly-complex story-telling. The plot focusses mainly around a young Scottish boy named William Campbell as he grows up in the harsh and disciplined world of the Templar Knights and has us meeting him at age thirteen and leaving him at the end of this book at age 25. There are a lot of factors that come into play for Will in this book that shape his journey from a boy into a man – he loses his father fairly early on, but meets a new father figure and mentor in the form of an old temple priest who introduces Will to the shadowy world of the Anima Templi – a secret order within the Temple itself that has a wider mission and further reaching powers than anyone could have thought. Running parallel to Will’s story is that of Baybars Bundukdari and his rise from slave to Sultan of all Egypt and his personal mission to drive the Christians from the Middle East – and the stories of these two dichotomous characters become heavily and inextricably intertwined as the story rolls forward to the intense climax.

If I were to offer up some criticisms of this book they would have to be that often the pace of the drama is indeed compromised by historical detail, and perhaps the biggest flaw for me was that the book skips over large periods of time now and again with very little warning – each chapter has a date, almost as though it were a journal entry, and occasionally the difference in dates between one chapter and the next will be immense, with the longest being around a ten year gap at the end of part one of the book; whilst it is not too difficult for a reader to become acclimatised with this method of storytelling, it does take some time and often results in you having to turn back to check the date of the last chapter, or check to see if you have missed a page or so because the jumps can often be jarring and break up the otherwise smooth narrative.

Brethren is not an excellent book, but neither is it a bad one; it will not provide any great philosophical insights or win any acclaimed literature awards, but it is entertaining and it is a relatively easy read – perfect for a long bus journey or a weekday evening in with a cold beer and a burning desire for a brief escape from heavier reading. I recommend this book to readers between the ages of 16 and 30 who like to power through an entertaining book and don’t mind some historical inaccuracy – it is a work of fiction after all!

3 out of 5 coats

Review: Neil Gaiman's 'American Gods'

Fri, 17 Feb 2012 08:03:06 +0000

A Classic Waiting to Happen

What a book. It is my firm opinion that this is one of the greatest pieces of literature of this generation.

Whilst I realise that I can’t simply post short sentences praising the book as a paragon of modern literature, I felt that such high praise was the only way I could express my feelings towards it.

The way that Neil Gaiman manages to combine, in one story, so many different themes can only be described as literary genius; world religions, crime thriller, fantasy epic, dark comedy, character drama, love story, horror, allegory and tragedy to name but a few.

The main character of this story is a man known only as Shadow - a hulk of a man with a quick mind; a very relatable character who is not quite the everyman but is likeably imperfect. Most of the other characters we meet in the story are Gods of old world pagan religions, brought to life in a wonderful fashion by Gaiman’s unmatchable creativity and thrown to us in a fantastically visual style that jumps off the page with very little creative effort on the part of the reader. There are other Gods too - new Gods of the new world who represent technology and capitalism, which have become the worshiped ideals of today’s world.

I’ll not attempt to deliver a plot summary here because I feel that I could not do the story justice and still keep my review to reasonable length. I will however try to lay out the basic premise: Over the years America has been discovered, forgotten, and re-discovered by various peoples who have carried their religions with them (wonderfully depicted by an ancient religion who worshipped a giant mammoth’s head and physically carried it with them on their epic march to the new world). Each of these people left their religions in America and, with no one left to worship them, the Gods waned and dropped out of memory, left to get by as best they can with the handful of people who still remember them. Now the Gods are threatened by the new ‘religions’ of the world and try to make a final desperate grab at survival, all of which our protagonist becomes swept up in after being recruited as the bodyguard of the Norse God, Odin.

Gaiman has clearly done his research because there are some extremely obscure characters in this book which are accurate to each of the mythologies they represent, and that adds to readability because there isn’t anything in it that I felt I had to question.

I have put this book on a very high pedestal, but I feel that it entirely deserves such elevation - in my 20-odd years of reading books (from Smile, Crocodile, Smile to War And Peace) this one definitely makes it into my top five books, and is in my opinion one of the greatest books written to date. It should find places on such lists as ‘100 Books To Read Before You Die’ and, because of it’s messages and wide variety of themes, would not be out of place on an A-level syllabus.

While many students at university level feel it is almost impossible to commit any time to reading simply for pleasure due to the overwhelming amount of academic or course related materials that must be read, it is still beneficial for the mind and for the sanity to sometimes take a weekend or two out to just sit and work your way through a book, for no other reason than the pure enjoyment of reading a well written and entertaining piece of literature. I recommend this book for anyone aged 15 and above, or a particularly mature 12 and above because whilst the book may be enjoyable it can be quite dark in places and deals with some very heavy themes.

5 out of 5 coats

A Rant Type Thing by Coat. . .

Sun, 12 Feb 2012 16:03:05 +0000

I’m going to have a rant here, and it’s going to be controversial and about Whitney Houston. It will not be comedy related, and it will probably offend someone – I don’t care. It’s basically a bastardization of something I posted on my own blog in response to someone anonymously attacking a friend of mine because of something they said about the death of Whitney Houston.

So basically, here is what my friend originally posted:

lexxicle:

What’s this? Whitney Houston’s dead?

Because i really had no idea. I mean all of the tweets and facebook statuses and clogging up of my tumblr dash really didn’t give it away.

I understand that she delivered some pretty good music whilst she was alive, but if she threw it all away at her age for drugs then who cares. She died of a drug overdose. Give her no sympathy. Her family, yes. But her, no. She got what she deserved.

You know who does deserve the sympathy? All the people who died at exactly the same time of cancer and starvation and diseases which they didn’t bring upon themselves. So maybe show them a bit of sympathy.

So to everyone in the world who isn’t getting your sympathy or care and who died of things they couldn’t control, i hope you rest in peace and are free of your suffering.

Which I think is harsh, but fair – and I think that the final observation there is the key point to that post, which is that there are others in the world who die every day who deserve just as much, if not more sympathy that Whitney Houston did. Now, my friend then received the following in her ‘ask box’ from and anonymous sender:

“You are so tragically naive. Just because someone makes a mistake doesn’t mean they’re a bad person and it certainly doesn’t mean they don’t deserve sympathy when they die. Grow the fuck up.”

Which really annoyed me, and prompted me to write out a response – but alas, it was a fail because there is a character limit in imposition when replying to a post like that! So here I am, replying:

I agree with Lexxicle here - and I also think that you, anonymous, are tragically narrow minded for missing the larger point of her post, which was that it isn’t fair to lay so much sympathy on some who essentially killed themselves while doing something stupid, and ignoring the millions of people who die every day from factors beyond their control - cancer, starvation or freak accidents. I think that you’re the one who needs to ‘grow the fuck up’, you and the rest of a society that idolises, deifies even, people who have simply been lucky enough to have been born with a little talent, and even luckier to be in the right place at the right time to have been given the opportunity to use that talent.

Yes, it’s sad that Whitney Houston has died, and yes she achieved a lot and inspired a lot of people in her life, but that shouldn’t mean that she just ‘deserves’ sympathy, and it certainly doesn’t mean that she deserves sympathy over anyone else who died last night - someone dying from cancer in a small town with only a handful of friends and family around them, maybe? Someone who maybe didn’t inspire millions in their time, but maybe with their death inspired one person in their family to get off drugs, to push themselves at school and to get into that university they always dreamed of going to.

Ultimately, Mr. Anonymous, you need to keep in mind that you aren’t commenting on a YouTube video here (see previous post ‘Top Ten Things Coat & Kay Hate About The Internet’) and should be less swift to post ill-though responses like that.

Coat & Kay’s Whatever supports Wales in this years Six...

Sun, 12 Feb 2012 12:26:00 +0000

Coat & Kay’s Whatever supports Wales in this years Six Nations.

Why? Because we’re welsh, that’s why. also because they kick ass.

last weeks ireland match was fantastic to watch. we cannot wait til this afternoon to watch us go up against scotland.

And to support them we will be singing at the top of our lungs for the boys:

AND WE WERE SIIIINGING! HYMNS AND ARIAS! LAND OF MY FATHERS! AR HYD Y NOS!

Slut Points! - The Drinking Game

Sat, 11 Feb 2012 08:02:05 +0000

Coat & Kay’s Whatever!^©®

Presents

“Slut Points!”

A new drinking game, revolving around your dubious sexual exploits!

The Game

Finally, a drinking game that celebrates your debauchery! Slut Points is the ideal game for finding out about your friends’ darkest, seedy secrets and a good way to get you hammered!

What You Need

- A shot glass per player

- A pen and paper (to keep score)

-An empty pint glass in the middle of the table

- Lastly, and most importantly, one or two big hefty bottles of your alcohol of choice (We recommend Sambucca, it has never let us down!)

The Rules/How To Play

The rules are simple. You compile a list of questions to ask everyone about their sexual history (it makes sense to have these first, but honestly, we make them up as we go along!). With the list done, and everyone sat down, shots at the ready, the questions are asked to everyone in the room. Everyone gets a point for every scandalous act they commit, and they do a shot to represent each point (it is crucial that the scores are kept). If someone fails to score on a question, they pour their shot into the glass in the middle.

There should be ten questions per round, when each round has ended; the person with the least amount of shots has to down the glass in the middle (filled with all the failure shots) as punishment for their prudishness. You can have as many rounds as you like, until you’re all too drunk to move.

To help you on your merry drunken way, here are some sample questions that we’ve used in the past :

Have you ever had a one night stand?

If so, how many? (shot per person)

Have you ever had a one night stand where you have not known the person you slept with?

Have you ever forgotten having sex with someone?

Have you ever had an STD? (one letter away from stud!)

Have you ever had anal sex?

Have you ever had a threesome?

How many sex toys do you own? (shot for each one)

Have you ever had sex with more than one person from a family?

Have you ever had sex with more than one person in 24 hours?

Have you ever had sex in public?

How many people have you had sex with in total? (shot per person)

Have you ever had sex with both genders?

Have you ever had sex with someone at least ten years older than you?

Have you ever had sex with someone’s mother?

Have you ever had sex with a friend’s ex?

Have you ever had sex in a moving vehicle? (Shot per classification of vehicle, e.g., Car, bus, plane, train, boat…)

Have you ever had sex in a foreign country? (Shot per country)

Have you ever had sex with someone of a different nationality? (shot per nationality)

Have you ever had sex with a pregnant woman or married man?

There’s two whole rounds there to get you started, Happy Slutting!

(Disclaimer! While we may have stomachs of steel and can drink and drink and drink and not die, most people can actually die from alcohol poisoning so please drink safely you crazy fools! Coat and Kay accept no responsibility for loss of sight, hearing, dignity or life by anyone stupid enough to actually play this game… )

Top Ten Things Coat & Kay Hate About The Internet

Fri, 10 Feb 2012 16:02:05 +0000

Coat & Kay’s Whatever!^©®

The internet is a beautiful thing. It allows people from every walk of life to communicate to each other and share one flow of information. However, it also allows a 9 year old with a headset to call you a ‘fucking n00b’ on XBOX Live.

So here is our ‘Top Ten Things Coat & Kay Hate About The Internet!’

10. Viagra Emails

Spam sucks regardless of it’s content. whether it’s an email telling you to forward it to every fucker you know or your hotmail account will be closed down, or an email telling you about an amazing travel discount you simply cannot miss, it sucks. only idiots fall for it. so it’s obviously one of the easiest ways to make money these days.

but Viagra emails are the worst. the way most spam works is they get your email address according to things you sign up to or search. so technically, spam is supposed to target you on your age, gender, interests etc…

so why are we getting viagra emails? neither of us are old. one of us doesn’t even have a penis. so how come we get bombarded with emails telling us our sex lives aren’t doomed?

also, it’s very hard explaining to anyone who sees your inbox why you have 5 different companies trying to sell you little blue pills. For Coat it’s just embarassing and people think he may have a problem. For Kay they either think she’s not telling them something or that she’s starting her own pill peddling company.

9. Pop Ups

If like us you do a lot of illegal watching of TV shows online, then you’ll understand our frustration at pop ups. the occasional pop up is no biggie. it’s a fact of internet life now. but after buffering a few episodes of Dexter or Gilmore Girls, you’ll minimize your browser only to find about 20 fucking pop ups having an annoying video-gif-related-porn/poker-orgy on your desktop. It’s depressing, and we’re sick of clicking X.

8. Animal Pictures

Yes, okay, we get it! Animals can be cute, and animals sometimes do funny shit, and animals not doing funny shit can be made to look like animals doing funny shit - but seriously, enough is enough! Pictures of animals needn’t ever be so popular as to mean that you can’t go an entire day without seeing at least two.

7. Accidental Porn

Porn is awesome. we love it. Porn is God’s way of apologising to us ugly and hopeless schmucks who will never get laid. it’s a consolation prize to anyone who tries and fails. It’s not faultless, It kind of sucks that 20% of girls nowadays lose their virginity to a guy who thinks it’s totally normal to blow his load in a girls face. but for every pro, there’s a con.

One of the cons we dislike in regards to porn is porn you didn’t want, expect, or look for. when your cruising tumblr for the lulz or explaining on your favourite forum that Axl Rose isn’t actually a woman, your own lady comes in and she’s all ‘Hey, whatcha doin’?’ you minimize your window to turn and look at her and tell her just how special she is to you and how much better your day is about to become purely because she’s with you… and she’s looking over your shoulder to your laptop screen, where there’s a window you were unaware of, showing some poor blonde russian chick getting slammed in the ass by what you hope is a human male.

Explaining that is difficult. simply saying ‘How did that get there?!’ isn’t acceptable. regardless of how common inappropriate porn pop ups are, your woman will never believe it. She’ll say ’ I knew you were lying when you said anal was disgusting! you sick fuck!’ or ‘I can’t believe you need to abuse yourself! am I not good enough?!’ or, the worst of the worst - ‘DO YOU THINK SHE’S PRETTIER THAN ME?!!’

accidental porn ruins lives. truth-fact.

6. Youtube Commenters

If there needed to be irrefutable proof of the current generations brain rotting, then this is it.

5. Lack Of Privacy Control

I’m, like, not entirely comfortable with Yahoo and Netflix posting shit I read or watched automatically onto my Facebook page… I’m just not. And, incidentally, I DIDN’T WATCH PRISON BREAK!

4. Memes

Memes can be funny. We are not denying that. Kay spends a good amount of her time pissing herself laughing over this meme :

but old memes are old. meaning, memes get unfunny extremely quickly. if we hear one more pop song edited with Nigel Thornberry we may kill our housemate who keeps playing them. Nyan Cat is not cute, Rebecca Black’s fame is unforgivable and when has this : EVER been funny?!

Not to mention the internet meme culture ruining the number 9,000 for EVERYONE, FOREVER!

3. Illiteracy

Everyone is prone to the occasional spelling error or gap in linguistic knowledge. but internet illiteracy seems to be a race for the masses, competing for a stupidity medal. If you live in a hole and aren’t sure what we’re talking about, take one look at the first page of www.lamebook.com and read some of the submissions. Yikes.

2. People Who Disagree With Us…

Just… don’t. Unless you have a valid point that you’re willing to have us disagree with, which is NEVER on the internet. Everyone is always right about everything and will always say so as offensively as possible with no fear of reproach because they’re a hard-arse ON THE FUCKING INTERNET WHERE NO ONE CAN GET YOU! See also YouTube Commenters.

1. LAG!

FUCKING… … … … . LAG… … … … .

Most First of Posts!

Fri, 10 Feb 2012 12:01:04 +0000

Greetings to you viewers, from the quaint and mystical world of South-West Wales, a place shrouded in myth and mystery where the men are men and the women are men too! In this blog (LOL) we will be aiming to bring you some cool shit, cool shit that will blow your mind in fact; not to blow our own trumpets but, you know, we’re awesome.

In this most first of posts we will introduce ourselves and give you a brief indication of what this blog (LOL again) will contain for you to feast your eyes and brain upon. So, let us begin with the introductions…

Coat – Hi people of the internet! I am Coat, a twenty-something anthropology student from the quaint aforementioned South-West Wales town. I enjoy my degree a great deal, but will probably limit anthropology related stuff to the classroom/library and not bore y’all with it; instead I will aim to bring you a fleeting glimpse of the absolutely bat-shit crazy world that is my brain.

Kay – Aloha, people who tumble. I am Kay. also a twenty something, also in said south west wales town. I am hurtling head forwards towards the end of my media production degree which will bring me nothing but despair and debt. my aim is to bring you cynicism. tasty, naughty cynicism.

And so that concludes us telling you shit about ourselves. Now we shall reasonably swiftly move on to telling you about some shit that we aim to bring you in our posts.

In this blog (LOL the third) we will aim to bring you a glimpse into the world that is our collective mind - we have one super awesome brain you see!

We will bring you TOP TENS, which will consist of a list of ten things, in some sort of order, of things we like, hate, or don’t care about but want to list anyway;

We will bring you RANTS - which will usually be from Kay to be honest, she rants about everything… she’ll probably rant about this;

We will bring you COAT’S COOKING - mostly useless posts where Coat will tell you all about shit he’s cooked and how to cook it, maybe even in video form! Ooooh.

We will bring you TITS OF THE WEEK - what it says on the tin really, tits that we saw in the week that we thought were awesome. Awesome tits are hard to come by though, so we may not have tits of the week every week. Feel free to submit tits of the week suggestions to us though! Your tits do count, so don’t be afraid!

We will bring you RANDOM PLANS - basically plans that we have that are random, stupid and utterly unfulfillable, plans like building a strip club on the moon!

We will bring you REVIEWS - games, books, music or shows. Anything we see hear or smell that we want to write a review about, we will.

We will bring you DRINKING GAMES - because they are fun, funny, and dangerous! Watch out for the Slut Points game, coming soon to a blog near you!

We will bring you HAVE A FIGHT, SEE WHO’S THE BEST - the farm boys near us say this all the time when any sort of disagreement spring up, so we have decided to flex out creative writing muscles and bring you the stories of what would go down should two people, famous or fictional, have a fight to see who’s the best!