Madonna’s new oeuvre, Filth and Wisdom, has turned the cinematic world on its head and has it sliding its chocha down a pole if front of robust businessmen who smell like cigars and smegma. Not only does it show the depth and range of human tapestry while weaving a story of love, lust and loss, it shows that turning oneself upside down on a pole is ‘arder than some of these well minging twats make it look, innit?