Charles Siboto is a delightful, albeit mischievous, young man of 25. When he's not standing perfectly still in the hope that people will leave him alone, he's reading something to do with horses and/or spaceships or blogging (goodbuddies inc. and The Jot Book) about that sort of thing. Call cell +27 (0)84 891 1726, email or connect on Facebook
Charles Siboto is a delightful, albeit mischievous, young man of 25. He lives in the cloakroom of an old house with his evil (but very comfy) couch and its arachnid minions.
When he is not standing perfectly still in the hope that people will leave him alone, he is reading something to do with horses and/or spaceships or blogging (goodbuddies inc. and The Jot Book) about that sort of thing.
Contact him on cell +27 (0)84 891 1726, email him at or connect on Facebook
[Charles Siboto] 1 May was Worker's Day and that's all well and good. What's more important is that it was also Iron Man 3 day and because there was no work to go to (thanks Worker's Day, you're awesome) we got to enjoy Tony Stark's new adventure all day long! Okay, I'm lying; we got to enjoy it for the 130 minutes we would have on any other day.
[Charles Siboto] I'm very excited today. It's the first time that I'm going to sit down to write a review for a movie that's rubbish for BizLounge. I should also put in from the outset that I actually liked it, though. A Good Day to Die Hard is a rubbish movie through and through! But it's a fun movie.
[Charles Siboto] One of the truly great things about stories is that there are many ways to tell them and share them with each other. Stories are in our DNA as a species. We tell beautiful stories and we tell ugly stories.
[Charles Siboto] When a Quentin Tarantino movie hits the big screen we all pay attention. People like me get wildly excited and forget to wear pants to the cinema. Other folks throw their hands in the air in disdain at the amount of blood that will be spilled on-screen and worry about the direction in which our society is headed. Add American slavery to the mix and you have Spike Lee refusing to see the film.
[Charles Siboto] Now that we're reaching the end of January my brain is finally accepting that it's a new year and I don't put down 2012 at the end of everything I have to date anymore. This, of course, means that it's as good a time as any to look back at the year that was and smile at how many great movies were released (it truly was a great 2012 at the movies) and to look forward to what 2013's going to look like in terms of cinema.
[Charles Siboto] "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit." Thus, one of the greatest children's books introduced our little furry-footed friends to the world and all were amazed, and the world has never got over hobbits since.
[Charles Siboto] "The name's Bond, James Bond". These words, though iconic and catchy, have never mattered much to me. I like James Bond, but not to the degree that I care whether he takes his martini shaken or stirred. As Daniel Craig's Bond says in Casino Royale (2006) when asked whether he wants his martini shaken or stirred: "Do I look like I give a damn?" Bond's just a guy who kicks ass, has cool toys and gets laid more often than not.
[Charles Siboto] I'm addicted to Jack Parow's nostalgia-inducing song I Miss, in which he lists some of the coolest things that kids experienced when growing up in the 1980s and 90s. This song takes me back to summer days spent exploring the neighbourhood on my BMX, rushing home after school to watch shows like He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (1983 to 1985), always reciting the show's iconic phrase along with Prince Adam as he held his sword aloft and would say: "By the power of Greyskull ... I have the Power!"
[Charles Siboto] So our friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man's currently doing his web-slinging thing on the big screen; new actor in the form of Andrew Garfield, Mary Jane's been put on the shelf in favour of a new love interest Gwen Stacy (Emma Stone), he's donning a cool new suit. The Lizard (Rhys Ifans) causes havoc as the new villain and basically everything is shiny new. Total reboot.
[Charles Siboto] No Country for Old Men, the title of the Cormac McCarthy novel and its Oscar winning film adaptation by the Coen brothers, echoes the trend I've been noticing in Hollywood for the last decade at least; all the old men (and, to a slighter degree, women) have left our "immoral" contemporary society and have gone to seek their fortunes in fantastical pasts that never were and space-age futures in distant galaxies that we hope will come to pass.