The boys are back. Life got in the way (as it does), but Dan and Ed returned with a vengeance—ready to record what was, briefly, the greatest podcast of all time. I was there. It was transcendent. Jokes, insight, actual world peace plans… and then? The recording failed. Gone. Lost to the void. A tragedy for humanity.

So here we are, on an odd day, trying to recapture the magic. Spoiler: we didn’t. They tried—God knows they tried—but this episode? It’s a shadow of what could’ve been. A monument to failure. A tribute to trying. A celebration of rubbish.

Enjoy.

The boys are back, nerding out harder than ever over comic book movies. Expect a deep-dive into every fight scene, plot twist, and costume choice—as if the fate of the real world depends on it. When they stick to their geeky little wheelhouse, it’s weirdly entertaining... maybe even adorable. But the second they think they can "save the world"? You’ll hear those tiny hamster wheels creak under delusions of grandeur.

They’re trying to watch more films (finally), so expect some actual movie content to sneak its way into the chaos. Just don't expect them to save cinema—or civilisation—any time soon.

This week, The Boys continue their questionable love affair with a “definitely-not-a-date” photo adventure through the heart of London on a suspiciously beautiful summer day. From romantic wandering to existential spirals, they reminisce far too long before plunging—somehow—into a conversation about the horrors of tower block fires. Don’t ask how the transition happened. It’s best if you don’t.

Ed claims the title of “ultimate people pleaser,” which is ironic considering he’s wasting everyone’s time with this podcast, while Daniel gets called out as a nihilist creep who doesn’t care. Allegedly. There’s blurry photographic evidence, at least. Also, Ed picks a fight with a bouncer. Classic.

So, come sit down (or lie down—we don’t judge) for two hours of moral gymnastics, passive aggression, and two dumb dumbs trying very hard to justify their existence.