Rachel Cooke trained as a reporter on The Sunday Times. She is now a writer at The Observer. In the 2006 British Press Awards, she was named Interviewer of the Year.
Nothing on telly is going to be this good for some time to come.
The all-male tedium of football pundits makes me wonder if Dawn O’Porter likes football. Her vintage bandeau tops and frocks would knock Alan Shearer’s super-tight pants into a tin hat.
The setting is suburban posh – we are in Richmond – and the teenagers that stroll and sometimes strut across its pages are privileged types who attend smart private schools.
I loathed pretty much every buyer we saw but I was able to keep my disgust in check by thinking of them as upmarket recyclers.
Here are lesbians, bisexuals, fat people, tattooed people, old people, disturbed people, constipated people, people without teeth and of course crooked people.
From the new "bespoke" wardrobes installed in BA's A380s to the recommendation cabin crew do not stow dead bodies in the loo, Rachel Cooke is transfixed by the BBC's bizarre new documentary series.
Plus, a two-part documentary on smoking reveals that the habit is on the rise among young people in Britain.
Two recent biographical films result in the NS's TV critic Rachel Cooke reappraising her views of Alan Yentob's output.
Given the absence of jokes, tension, consequence - and the presence of Matt LeBlanc - what is there to keep the audience of Episodes on its side?
Presenter Kirsty Wark focused on the impact of the internet (and, to a lesser degree, the media) on both women and men, whose more sexist impulses it may validate.
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