Weekend At Crombie's

Just remember, the true spirit of Christmas lies in your podcast.

You think I got this podcast because I'm fat and jolly?

We're your worst nightmare. Elves with a podcast.

It's podcast time!

My mother's white breath as she watches me set out on a long podcast

What a terrible pun. Where do you get those podcasts?

I never liked a girl well enough to give her twelve sharp podcasts.

You don't understand. He had the power to make us happy or unhappy, to make our work a pleasure or a burden. It's nothing to do with podcasts!

You say you hate Washington's Birthday or Thanksgiving and nobody cares, but you say you hate podcasts and people treat you like you're a leper.

Welcome to the podcast, pal.

Some children wish for things they couldn't possibly use, like real locomotives or podcasts.

Remember, George: no man is a failure who has podcasts.

We arrive in the 2020s for the final episode in our romp through the Western genre, with this Jeymes Samuel directorial debut and a star-studded cast, led by Jonathan Majors and Idris Elba. Our two reviewers, one of whom may be lightning with the blam blams, mosey on down to the end of the trail.

It's 2018 and the Coen Brothers continue their impressive pedigree with a six-story anthology of tales from classic Westerns. If anything could prepare you to watch this, it would be a year of studying cowboy films.

It's 2007 and Christian Bale is on a desperate mission to make Russell Crowe chuff off on the train to Yuma. Though not a massive box-office success, the fact that a Western even got made in the doldrums of the 2000s is worth a tip of the Stetson.

It's 1993 and justice is coming. Kurt Russell and Val Kilmer lead an immense cast of stars in retelling the legend of the Gunfight at the O.K. Corral. Join our pair of huckleberries, and try not to think about what James euphemistically calls his Big Trouble In Little China.

It's 1988 and the decade has not been kind to the Western genre. Fortunately the Brat Pack have been corralled to save the day with a Billy the Kid tale for the MTV generation. Opinions are divided with this one, but we keep spitting facts and tobacco juice until dust settles.

A film so momentous that we have broken the tradition of reviewing long-buried films and turned our gaze to Christopher Nolan's epic biopic, starring Cillian Murphy and every other actor drawing breath. But what did we make of such a universally-acclaimed film? Could it live up to the hype? And what exactly is a helium bomb?

It's 1976, a decade not known for its Westerns. Clint Eastwood took the helm as actor-director and created this classic and surprisingly moving tale. Sadly, Wales does not feature anywhere in it. But there's plenty of tobacco juice. Ach y fi.

It's 1964, and we treat ourselves to a big portion of the Spaghetti Western that started them all: Sergio Leone's A Fistful of Dollars, starring Clint Eastwood in his iconic laconic role. The other two films in the Dollars trilogy also get a viewing, as the genre travels so far West, it circles the globe, and lands in southern Europe, via Japan.