Hello. I'm TV's Martin Clunes, and I'd like to welcome you all to my final blog here at Blockbuster.co.uk. It's been a merry month for me, sharing my enthusiasm for Doc Martin while at the same time developing a taste for reviewing. It's certainly easier to write about films than it is to try and make them. I'd even go so far as to consider reviewing on the side, but think I'd lose too many friends if I had to start slagging of their work. Besides, I'm perfectly happy making top-rated telly show Doc Martin, the first two series of which are now available to add to your list.

I've a couple of varied recommendations for you this week. The first is something I couldn't sit through a second of myself, but which I know first-hand has a hypnotic effect on little girls aged eight to twelve. If you're small and female, The Barbie Diaries is your catnip, a computerised cartoon full of pop music, dating and fashion advice. A programme that I have watched and enjoyed, Prison Break is probably intended for a slightly older audience, what with all the fighting, stabbing and raping. It's just like the great escape, only instead of righteous prisoners of war, they're mobsters and psychopaths.

Something fun that you might like to do this week is take part in Blockbuster.co.uk's I Can't Believe It's Not On DVD, a pro-active survey in which you're invited to choose a classic film and television programme not yet on DVD. The idea being that Blockbuster will then campaign to have the top choice from each category released. Obviously you won't need to vote for Doc Martin, as both series are already out on DVD, ready and waiting to improve the quality of your list.

Finally on Blockbuster.co.uk this month, I urge you to travel Back to the Eighties for a fond yet tortured remembrance of a decade that, as horrible as it was for those of us who lived through it, still managed to produce some really great films and programmes. Stuff like Raiders of the Lost Ark, This Spinal Tap, Cheers and Hill Street Blues. Not too shabby, I think.

That's me done. All that's left is for me to say goodbye, it's been fun, and for pity's sake, rent Doc Martin.

Hello everyone. I'm TV's Martin Clunes, here at Blockbuster.co.uk throughout the month of May in a bid to prove that I'm not just a funny face. No. I'm also someone who plugs his own shows with the relentless vigour of that bloke in the hockey mask from Friday The 13th. Case in point, the rather wonderful Doc Martin, a programme I make that allows me spend several months of every year in Cornwall, and long may that and the programme continue. So three cheers to those of you who have added both series to your list, two cheers if you've added only one, and a single cheer of encouragement to those of you who are still only thinking about it.

Before I get on with the business of praising films that I'm not even in, I have to get something off my chest. I like swearing. There. I said it. Swearing is both big and clever, and under the right circumstances, hilariously funny. I routinely use the words **** and **** in my daily life, and feel they are as much a part of me as my proud ears and boyish physique. But I bet you any money that Blockbuster.co.uk just replaced those words with tantalising, censorious stars. So as much as I appreciate the opportunity to remind you all about Doc Martin, over and over and over again, I feel compelled to point out that **** is just a word. ******* too. They can't hurt anybody. They won't come to your house and beat up your gran. So if I want to say ****** **** or **** ** ********, I feel I should be allowed to do it. And just in case my swears are still being removed, I feel I should add **** my **** you ****-******** ****-*****, and **** on your ********* for good measure.

Moving on, as a proud and attentive father I tend to watch as many kids movies as I do Doc Martin episodes, and a film I liked even more than I expected was Disney's Chicken Little. He's so odd and funny looking. I'm not sure why, but I really identified with him. A couple of films for grown-ups now, starting with Shopgirl, a beautifully mannered and witty romantic drama starring Steve Martin as an emotionally distant rich bloke, and Clare Danes as an impoverished waif seduced by his vintage charms. Finally, there's the Johnny Cash biography Walk the Line. Even if you generally can't stand country music, chances are you appreciate the tortured lyrics of the man in black. And the film is an absolute knockout. You know, I could really get into this reviewing lark. I reckon this Marshall geezer who writes for the site had better watch himself.

Join me again next week for my final blog here at Blockbuster.co.uk, your one-stop Doc Martin shop.

Hello again. I'm TV's Martin Clunes. You might know me best as the funny-looking bloke from Men Behaving Badly, or else the grumpiest **** on the box in the undeniably excellent Doc Martin. And maybe you've heard of a little film called Shakespeare in Love? According to the Cornish Post, not to mention my family and the people on my payroll, "Clunes is never less than adequate in a small supporting roll". I thank you.

The big news of the week is that my own Doc Martin, both series of which are now available to add to your list, has not only been voted top telly doctor show by the smart and insightful people here at Blockbuster.co.uk, but is also now climbing its way up the top 20 telly chart. Although it's the most popular British programme on the list, it's not yet number one overall, but I have faith that even those who've so far resisted its charms will soon allow the laughter into their lives. The alternative is me plugging Doc Martin in every paragraph I write. If not every sentence.

There are a couple of great new releases that I'm happy to tell you about this week All that's wrong with them, as far as I can tell, is that I'm not in them. A bit of a turn off for some, but let me assure you they're still rather good. The first is Jarhead, Sam Mendes' novel anti-war film set during the Gulf conflict. Strange and funny with plenty of dark stuff, it's very well made and played. The second is Life on Mars, the Beeb's brilliant time-twisting cop show, made by the same people who gave us Hustle. Obviously it's no Doc Martin, but I love the idea of a modern copper lost in a Sweeney-like Seventies existence.

Also on the agenda here at Blockbuster.co.uk is a ripping collection entitled 50 Essential Brit Flicks, which is all well and good, only you'd have thought they'd have found the room to include Saving Grace, an amusing comedy about middle-aged country folk tripping out on wacky baccy. I only mention this in passing, but I was in it too, and it served to inspire a certain TV show I like to talk about from time to time. Maybe you've heard of it: Doc Martin. The glaring omission of Saving Grace aside, this new collection includes such timeless homegrown classics as A Clockwork Orange, Withnail & I and David Lean's remarkable The Bridge on the River Kwai. And in keeping with the British theme, Blockbuster.co.uk has an exclusive new interview with fellow thesp Annette Crosbie, who played Victor Meldrew's long-suffering wife in One Foot in the Grave, and more recently stripped off for Calendar Girls. Brave woman.

I'm off now, but don't forget to check back next week for more compelling reasons to rent Doc Martin. You know it makes sense.

Hello again. TV's Martin Clunes here, star of the universally appealing, riotously funny and beautifully shot Doc Martin, both series of which are available right now to add to your list. Following last week's blog, where according to some I might have mentioned Doc Martin a few too many times, I'm going to make every effort to plug a few different titles, even going so far as to talk about stuff I had nothing to do with. Unlike Doc Martin, where I appear in virtually every scene. It really is a smashing show. Moving on though, let's take a look at a couple of this week's non-Clunes releases, shall we?

By far my favourite of the bunch is March of the Penguins, a documentary I would have loved to narrate, had they decided not to go with Oscar-winner Morgan Freeman. I suppose my own humble BAFTA and British Comedy paperweight don't cut it in the dog-eat-dog world of penguin documentary filmmaking, even though I've always been told I have a face for narrating.

March of the Penguins, then. They're just so heroic, aren't they? Going off into the middle of nowhere to care for their eggs, braving all sorts of dangers to bring a non-Plasticine Pingu into the world. All that nobility, with a funny walk thrown in. Every chance they get it's: "Look there's a hill, straight on the tum, let's go sliding!" Those crazy black-and-white bird-type things. I think that's their Latin name, anyway. I'd even go so far as to say their story touched my cynical British heart. When the violins come out and you see those sweet Emperor Penguins nuzzling one another, it's such a sweet and loving scene, I can almost get past the fact that I wasn't asked to narrate it. Almost.

If you enjoy documentaries as much as I do, and I do very much, why not explore Just the Facts, a listy celebration of information-based entertainment, right here at Blockbuster.co.uk? And if you can't get enough of the real world, albeit in semi-dramatised form, you should also get your eyes around True Stories, a collection of biographies and historical stuff like Flight 93, the first of many 9/11 films, I'm sure.

There you go, then. Three whole paragraphs without a single mention of modern TV classic Doc Martin. Don't think you'll be so lucky again when you check back for more me next week.

Hello, TV's Martin Clunes here. You may remember me from such shows as Men Behaving Badly, where I played a funny-looking but fiercely intelligent and charming bloke with memorable ears, and Doc Martin, in which I play a country doctor so incredibly grumpy he makes Huff look like a great big pink fluffy bunny. He doesn't frighten me.

Right now I expect you're wondering what an actor of my magnitude is doing, chatting with you like we've known each other forever, direct from the pages of Blockbuster.co.uk. The answer is simple. Throughout the month of May I've been asked to write a weekly blog, which I assume is techno-speak for "endlessly plug Doc Martin", the second series of which is now available. Why not add it to your list right now?

Besides reminding you weekly about the many pleasures of Doc Martin, I'm also going to share my thoughts with you on various issues, from the importance of watching the right action movie while you're doing your exercises, to the life-saving necessity of having the perfect family film handy when both you and your children need some quiet time. Mostly I'll just write whatever comes to mind first, though, as I'm a busy man, and have lots of actor-type work to do besides. Like promoting my latest DVD releases, say for example, the rather excellent Doc Martin.

In a bid to prove I can speak warmly of films and telly programmes other than those I've appeared in, I'll even throw in the odd recommendation from time to time. Put in a vote for films like March of the Penguins and anything else I like that isn't in direct competition with Doc Martin.

In addition to my many cameo appearances throughout the month, newsletter subscribers have exclusive access - you lucky people! - to my personal top twenty, basically a great long list of my favourite films, programmes, actors and actresses. Can you guess what my top telly show is? I'll give you a few clues: it's set in Cornwall, there have been two wonderful series so far, and its star was recently voted Top Telly Doc by this very website. Could it be Huff? E.R.? Well, no. Obviously, it's Doc Martin.

That's it for this week, I'm afraid. I've got things to do and Doc Martins to make. But please feel free to check back next week for lots more me!