Joel Morris
@gralefrit.bsky.social
Writer & highwayman.
Ladybird, Cunk, Wipe, Be Funny Or Die, Framley, Candidate band, Comfort Blanket, Broken Veil etc
https://ko-fi.com/gralefrit
AGENTS, website, links, bio etc: www.gralefrit.co.uk
Ladybird, Cunk, Wipe, Be Funny Or Die, Framley, Candidate band, Comfort Blanket, Broken Veil etc
https://ko-fi.com/gralefrit
AGENTS, website, links, bio etc: www.gralefrit.co.uk
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Joel Morris
@gralefrit.bsky.social
· Dec 12
If you want to get info, buy books, courses etc, it’s all on my website…
www.gralefrit.co.uk
Substack: for writing, Comfort Blanket and exclusive bonus subscriber podcasts.
joelmorris.substack.com
And the Broken Veil channel is where to get (and support) the weird stuff.
patreon.com/BrokenVeil
www.gralefrit.co.uk
Substack: for writing, Comfort Blanket and exclusive bonus subscriber podcasts.
joelmorris.substack.com
And the Broken Veil channel is where to get (and support) the weird stuff.
patreon.com/BrokenVeil
Oh. Apparently over the counter decongestant for heavy colds is hazardous to mix with my other meds, and I’m not saying that the new series of Broken Veil will reflect my heartbreaking but accidental life-and-death dance with danger over the last fortnight but I hope you’ll be able to hear the edge.
a movie poster for mission impossible is shown
ALT: a movie poster for mission impossible is shown
media.tenor.com
February 19, 2026 at 8:13 AM
Oh. Apparently over the counter decongestant for heavy colds is hazardous to mix with my other meds, and I’m not saying that the new series of Broken Veil will reflect my heartbreaking but accidental life-and-death dance with danger over the last fortnight but I hope you’ll be able to hear the edge.
“I think we should stop artists buying paracetamol. What if the headaches are what make the art?”
This reminds me of a coupla decades ago when the argument du jour was “What if Van Gogh had been medicated for his depression?!” with the implication that he wouldn’t have created art if he wasn’t miserable.
A) fuck that noise
B) Van Gogh didn’t own anybody his art OR his misery
A) fuck that noise
B) Van Gogh didn’t own anybody his art OR his misery
this is why the whole “oh, suffering creates great art” thing is bullshit
you know what’s conducive to art? a roof over your head and food on the table
you know what isn’t? stressing out over where the fuck the rent money is going to come from
you know what’s conducive to art? a roof over your head and food on the table
you know what isn’t? stressing out over where the fuck the rent money is going to come from
February 19, 2026 at 8:07 AM
“I think we should stop artists buying paracetamol. What if the headaches are what make the art?”
Yeah. I know. Me talking about it is why everyone’s talking about it. So that’s that.
The subject can be empty as a spilled bin, but as long as the discourse centres on a divisive topic, that will be the centre of our culture now.
Because of me typing. All of us typing.
*sigh*
The subject can be empty as a spilled bin, but as long as the discourse centres on a divisive topic, that will be the centre of our culture now.
Because of me typing. All of us typing.
*sigh*
Weird watching the new Wuthering Heights, a glossy but hamfisted exercise, after which I heard an audible buzz of shuffling disappointment pass round the cinema, become the cultural touchstone of the moment, like Saltburn was.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
February 19, 2026 at 8:05 AM
Yeah. I know. Me talking about it is why everyone’s talking about it. So that’s that.
The subject can be empty as a spilled bin, but as long as the discourse centres on a divisive topic, that will be the centre of our culture now.
Because of me typing. All of us typing.
*sigh*
The subject can be empty as a spilled bin, but as long as the discourse centres on a divisive topic, that will be the centre of our culture now.
Because of me typing. All of us typing.
*sigh*
Weird watching the new Wuthering Heights, a glossy but hamfisted exercise, after which I heard an audible buzz of shuffling disappointment pass round the cinema, become the cultural touchstone of the moment, like Saltburn was.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
February 19, 2026 at 6:46 AM
Weird watching the new Wuthering Heights, a glossy but hamfisted exercise, after which I heard an audible buzz of shuffling disappointment pass round the cinema, become the cultural touchstone of the moment, like Saltburn was.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
The art of Hollywood is the deal, but also the marketing campaign.
The joke format where you “turn a movie into a Muppet movie” by recasting all the humans with muppets, but leaving only one human star isn’t what any Muppet movies at all are like, except one.
a stuffed bird with a black headband is standing in front of a picture
ALT: a stuffed bird with a black headband is standing in front of a picture
media.tenor.com
February 18, 2026 at 11:15 PM
The joke format where you “turn a movie into a Muppet movie” by recasting all the humans with muppets, but leaving only one human star isn’t what any Muppet movies at all are like, except one.
Reposted by Joel Morris
would now be a good point to promote Leadmojo.co.uk/smelt?
February 18, 2026 at 9:35 AM
would now be a good point to promote Leadmojo.co.uk/smelt?
Her exhibition at the Tate was one of my art highlights of the last decade. Absolutely joyful.
Happy 93rd Birthday to the mighty Yoko Ono.
‘I could have been squashed by that incredible amount of hatred. But then I found a way of transforming it into love.’
‘I could have been squashed by that incredible amount of hatred. But then I found a way of transforming it into love.’
February 18, 2026 at 9:06 AM
Her exhibition at the Tate was one of my art highlights of the last decade. Absolutely joyful.
I’m running a one-off Arvon online masterclass next month… Come along and we’ll take the spanners to some comedy. March 27th. Link here:
www.arvon.org/writing-cour...
www.arvon.org/writing-cour...
February 17, 2026 at 4:04 PM
I’m running a one-off Arvon online masterclass next month… Come along and we’ll take the spanners to some comedy. March 27th. Link here:
www.arvon.org/writing-cour...
www.arvon.org/writing-cour...
Could the tech guys offer us an exciting chance to keep our loved ones alive by, say, not destroying the planet by heat, extraction and rage. You know, rather than by making robot versions of their Facebook accounts that chat after they die? Or is there no spec VC capital in actually helping out?
February 17, 2026 at 9:35 AM
Could the tech guys offer us an exciting chance to keep our loved ones alive by, say, not destroying the planet by heat, extraction and rage. You know, rather than by making robot versions of their Facebook accounts that chat after they die? Or is there no spec VC capital in actually helping out?
Went in to this film knowing nothing about it and it is *terrific*!
Sleep (2023). It’s on the BFI player /rentable. South Korean domestic horror film. 90m. Funny, sweet, charming and horrible in equal measure. The leads are so wonderful that I said out loud “I LIKE THESE PEOPLE!” ten minutes in.
Sleep (2023). It’s on the BFI player /rentable. South Korean domestic horror film. 90m. Funny, sweet, charming and horrible in equal measure. The leads are so wonderful that I said out loud “I LIKE THESE PEOPLE!” ten minutes in.
February 16, 2026 at 8:34 PM
Went in to this film knowing nothing about it and it is *terrific*!
Sleep (2023). It’s on the BFI player /rentable. South Korean domestic horror film. 90m. Funny, sweet, charming and horrible in equal measure. The leads are so wonderful that I said out loud “I LIKE THESE PEOPLE!” ten minutes in.
Sleep (2023). It’s on the BFI player /rentable. South Korean domestic horror film. 90m. Funny, sweet, charming and horrible in equal measure. The leads are so wonderful that I said out loud “I LIKE THESE PEOPLE!” ten minutes in.
Reposted by Joel Morris
There should be one digital device and it should be in the living room and everyone has to take turns to use it and nothing is private, everyone can see what you are doing. This is the only reason why 90s kids couldn't be touched by big tech
February 16, 2026 at 3:59 PM
There should be one digital device and it should be in the living room and everyone has to take turns to use it and nothing is private, everyone can see what you are doing. This is the only reason why 90s kids couldn't be touched by big tech
The problem isn’t teenage brains being exposed to social media. It’s teenage brains owning and running social media.
February 16, 2026 at 5:55 PM
The problem isn’t teenage brains being exposed to social media. It’s teenage brains owning and running social media.
The “save a draft” option when you decide not to post something you realise is actually fucking stupid seems sarcastic.
“Send to the Smithsonian? Y/N”
“Send to the Smithsonian? Y/N”
February 16, 2026 at 5:51 PM
The “save a draft” option when you decide not to post something you realise is actually fucking stupid seems sarcastic.
“Send to the Smithsonian? Y/N”
“Send to the Smithsonian? Y/N”
There’s a bit in Seven where the detectives pay a secret FBI mole to find out what sort of stuff their killer is reading and into. It’s a huge deal, and they’re breaking the law, and it takes a big chunk of the story. We all leak and share that data all the time. It reads so weirdly now: privacy.
February 16, 2026 at 6:57 AM
There’s a bit in Seven where the detectives pay a secret FBI mole to find out what sort of stuff their killer is reading and into. It’s a huge deal, and they’re breaking the law, and it takes a big chunk of the story. We all leak and share that data all the time. It reads so weirdly now: privacy.
Reposted by Joel Morris
This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
February 16, 2026 at 3:30 AM
This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
Another piece of art is this post, which sums up Penda’s Fen rather well within a 300 character limit, a feat I would normally consider impossible.
PENDA'S FEN (1974): Stunning, magical Play For Today written by David Rudkin and directed by Alan 'Scum' Clarke. Spencer 'Timeslip' Banks is a pastor's son struggling with his sexuality, religion, and place in the world amidst a series of startling visions. Folk Horror as art.
February 15, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Another piece of art is this post, which sums up Penda’s Fen rather well within a 300 character limit, a feat I would normally consider impossible.
Reposted by Joel Morris
The wonderful thing about Tyggers
Is Tyggers are burning bright
Their tops are made out of rubber
In the forest of the night
What bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy,
Immortal hand or eye
Did frame the most wonderful thing about Tyggers,
Their fearful symmetry!
Is Tyggers are burning bright
Their tops are made out of rubber
In the forest of the night
What bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy,
Immortal hand or eye
Did frame the most wonderful thing about Tyggers,
Their fearful symmetry!
February 4, 2026 at 2:14 AM
The wonderful thing about Tyggers
Is Tyggers are burning bright
Their tops are made out of rubber
In the forest of the night
What bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy,
Immortal hand or eye
Did frame the most wonderful thing about Tyggers,
Their fearful symmetry!
Is Tyggers are burning bright
Their tops are made out of rubber
In the forest of the night
What bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy,
Immortal hand or eye
Did frame the most wonderful thing about Tyggers,
Their fearful symmetry!
This is like rewatching The Thick Of It and getting nostalgic for a time when politicians tried to hide their bad sides from the public in case it made them unelectable.
rewatching peep show. remember when accidentally making friends with someone who shows themselves to be a raging fascist felt beyond of the realm of possibility, and how it was funny because it was such a wildly atypical, unfortunate, and therefore quintessentially mark corrigan thing
February 15, 2026 at 2:08 PM
This is like rewatching The Thick Of It and getting nostalgic for a time when politicians tried to hide their bad sides from the public in case it made them unelectable.
Pitch: the Apprentice but instead of Sir Alan, it’s Servalan.
February 15, 2026 at 10:04 AM
Pitch: the Apprentice but instead of Sir Alan, it’s Servalan.
UBI for artists is cool, but easy to sell as “you people think the world owes you a living”.
The irony is that the world *does* owe artists a living. Tech corporations just worked out how not to pay it.
The irony is that the world *does* owe artists a living. Tech corporations just worked out how not to pay it.
February 15, 2026 at 9:46 AM
UBI for artists is cool, but easy to sell as “you people think the world owes you a living”.
The irony is that the world *does* owe artists a living. Tech corporations just worked out how not to pay it.
The irony is that the world *does* owe artists a living. Tech corporations just worked out how not to pay it.
Reposted by Joel Morris
My world, my Earth is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and fought and gobbled until there was nothing left, and then we died. We controlled neither appetite nor violence; we did not adapt. We destroyed ourselves. But we destroyed the world first.
February 15, 2026 at 9:30 AM
My world, my Earth is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and fought and gobbled until there was nothing left, and then we died. We controlled neither appetite nor violence; we did not adapt. We destroyed ourselves. But we destroyed the world first.
Wuthering Heights (2026) goes into the collection of recent films etc that have one big thematic thing that the creator has to absolutely *nail* to make everything make sense and then they decide not to, but apparently I’m not meant to care because aren’t we all having a marvellous pretty time?
February 15, 2026 at 9:09 AM
Wuthering Heights (2026) goes into the collection of recent films etc that have one big thematic thing that the creator has to absolutely *nail* to make everything make sense and then they decide not to, but apparently I’m not meant to care because aren’t we all having a marvellous pretty time?
One of the noblest pursuits a human can do is to spend so long doing something that you start to imagine the Venn diagram of people who might possibly understand what you’re up to, and the intersection gets smaller and smaller… but you don’t stop… because those people might be your friends.
February 15, 2026 at 8:48 AM
One of the noblest pursuits a human can do is to spend so long doing something that you start to imagine the Venn diagram of people who might possibly understand what you’re up to, and the intersection gets smaller and smaller… but you don’t stop… because those people might be your friends.
The only answer to Brontegeddon was to watch a wildly ambitious literary adaptation with a brain, forensic fidelity to its source, a batshit commitment to doing-the-thing-it’s-doing and something proper to say… and so we’ve just watched The Green Knight, and are happy now. Cleansed.
February 14, 2026 at 10:41 PM
The only answer to Brontegeddon was to watch a wildly ambitious literary adaptation with a brain, forensic fidelity to its source, a batshit commitment to doing-the-thing-it’s-doing and something proper to say… and so we’ve just watched The Green Knight, and are happy now. Cleansed.
Have watched both the Emily Brontë biopic and the Wuthering Heights film this week and in neither of them do they do the song. For god’s sake, play the hits, guys.
February 14, 2026 at 7:02 PM
Have watched both the Emily Brontë biopic and the Wuthering Heights film this week and in neither of them do they do the song. For god’s sake, play the hits, guys.