tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26291225700763977502024-03-16T18:52:25.102+00:00Slacker CinemaThe best in independent and cult classic cinema.Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.comBlogger909125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-32355471280245779962023-04-07T14:05:00.002+01:002023-09-17T17:47:54.595+01:00BIG BOYS - BFI Flare Film Festival review<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibxnJ9QX7K81xZVwsRI97mZSaQnYr4BU5GLND8ELveD6MXURALuASNfbwshssfGrOy8joMlA9ga-xphPtlD-PhuFawPguaQHxZrPgBaSdnaFgf5kNkdiFBYGw4a9obpvFb0s4xYjMHJ9FzwtJZyp6Qq_suDnKC_rDsAwleuvpn9d_I3Dusg1V8REeTbYQ/s1200/big%20boys%20poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="810" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibxnJ9QX7K81xZVwsRI97mZSaQnYr4BU5GLND8ELveD6MXURALuASNfbwshssfGrOy8joMlA9ga-xphPtlD-PhuFawPguaQHxZrPgBaSdnaFgf5kNkdiFBYGw4a9obpvFb0s4xYjMHJ9FzwtJZyp6Qq_suDnKC_rDsAwleuvpn9d_I3Dusg1V8REeTbYQ/w432-h640/big%20boys%20poster.jpg" width="432" /></a></div>Away for the weekend on a camping trip with his older cousin Allie, awkward teenager Jamie grows increasingly infatuated with Allie's cool boyfriend Dan. But dealing with peer pressure, body positivity issues and with his feelings towards Dan becoming more and more apparent, Jamie must hide his true self from the rest of the group.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="350" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yTh6SchqDf8" width="481" youtube-src-id="yTh6SchqDf8"></iframe></div><p>For the benefit of UK readers, the big screen Big Boys has nothing to do with the identically named Channel 4 TV show from last year based on the life of writer Jack Rooke, despite them both sharing a queer rites of passage narrative. With their similarities not extending much further than that and skewing more much towards drama than comedy, writer/director Corey Sherman's Big Boys is instead a sweet coming of age story set over the course of a camping trip where 14 year old Jamie (Isaac Krasner) starts to understand more about his sexuality and how he's perceived by others. As a heavy-set kid obsessed with food and cooking for other people, he puts forward a friendly, jovial, dare I say it, "jolly" persona, despite his mind spinning with teenage angst and turmoil internally. He's polite and accommodating to a fault, even when pushed into awkward situations by obnoxious teenager Will (Taj Cross) who's joined them on their trip and dead set of using Jamie as a pawn in his pursuit of some local girls.</p><p>With his cousin Allie's (Dora Madison) boyfriend Dan (David Johnson III) also being a larger person, there's an instant unspoken bond between him and Jamie, with Allie pushing Dan forward as a positive male role model that may help Jamie overcome some of his confidence issues. What's not instantly clear is that as well as him idolising Dan for his more masculine traits, he's quickly developed a romantic crush on him too, with Jamie imagining through fantasy sequences how different things will be (might be/could be) for him when he's older. In the film's boldest move, these fantasies re-cast Jamie with grown-up actor Jack de Sanz, allowing Big Boys to deftly (and crucially, unproblematically) cross the boundary into the hazy, uncanny space where Jamie can process his feelings for Dan and imagine a possible future together.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC3zTDfnOfX45hCqheAkj0XKzpEdDhx6Ry0_A8FKHhDlFIaCIsg5V2J0v3Q1x9D09xCNPmNVzVCr2JG5hoe2H3M9qlgBKoxHNy5Unn-YR3KYCaG2OJq4S7fT5x984xA4QNUJDcwM7yd7PiPuE6_iSaQKMjCwMQYtOr25a01gdl6OzY_69jApmWncFQ2s/s1296/big%20boys%20tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="730" data-original-width="1296" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC3zTDfnOfX45hCqheAkj0XKzpEdDhx6Ry0_A8FKHhDlFIaCIsg5V2J0v3Q1x9D09xCNPmNVzVCr2JG5hoe2H3M9qlgBKoxHNy5Unn-YR3KYCaG2OJq4S7fT5x984xA4QNUJDcwM7yd7PiPuE6_iSaQKMjCwMQYtOr25a01gdl6OzY_69jApmWncFQ2s/w607-h341/big%20boys%20tree.jpg" width="607" /></a></div><p>In what could have easily been a crass, cringe inducing comedy of teenage awkwardness, writer/director Corey Sherman deserves praise for offering such a nuanced, warm account of teenage trials and tribulations. The film is never poking fun at Jamie when he does something to cause himself embarrassment, although there's undoubtedly moments that audiences may find relatable opportunities to laugh at their own stories and pasts, so universal is that feeling of unrequited love and social angst. Jamie may want to skip over his teenage years to be an adult, be seen as one of them and able to live his life as he wishes, but in truth he knows he's a long way away from that level of maturity, and that his crush is unlikely to lead to anything but heartache. We've all been there, right?</p><p>With his character being in almost every frame of the film, Isaac Krasner offers a truly relatable, compassionate performance as Jamie. For such a young actor, he nails the moments where nothing needs to be said in anything but a look, providing his character with a real depth that speaks volumes. Likewise, David Johnson III as Dan, ably walks that treacherous line of being caring and thoughtful towards the limpet-like Jamie, fully aware and accepting of his hero status in Jamie's eyes, but without understanding everything that's going on in his mind. However, it's when he's finally given a better understanding of Jamie's motivations that we get to see the full extent of Dan's positive character traits and Johnson's capability in the role.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpVqH67Jk7gV85Xz1hiAnB3x1raPWrjHc3YQUOaDbu6dZhFbRcDwXhUGExKFA-eslgsHestUtuXzVWmFFef-QiSxo04qqfTRJL4zhW_KAAe6VVK4tThwCsVGa-i39CVij4CVTHioRaDsEuZCnJCktRA_Mi70NvQKMPueaQbkhibZrFoG9oZG494Qz1Cys/s1200/big%20boys%20film%20arm%20wrestle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1200" height="361" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpVqH67Jk7gV85Xz1hiAnB3x1raPWrjHc3YQUOaDbu6dZhFbRcDwXhUGExKFA-eslgsHestUtuXzVWmFFef-QiSxo04qqfTRJL4zhW_KAAe6VVK4tThwCsVGa-i39CVij4CVTHioRaDsEuZCnJCktRA_Mi70NvQKMPueaQbkhibZrFoG9oZG494Qz1Cys/w598-h361/big%20boys%20film%20arm%20wrestle.jpg" width="598" /></a></div><p>Asking relevant questions about modern masculinity and teenage heartache through a queer lens, Big Boys is an occasionally painful but wholly relatable delight that's like being wrapped up in the warm hug of a sleeping bag after a long day camping.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4/5</b></span></p><p>Big Boys screened as part of this year's BFI Flare Film Festival. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/flare/Online/default.asp?menu_id=30A4D775-0739-458D-8A84-DF6B29DCB069" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-60045204008311987442023-04-04T11:49:00.001+01:002023-06-03T19:08:52.208+01:00EGGHEAD AND TWINKIE - BFI Flare Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgay9qZ-o6NgdcER-nHRK-G4ybJJ4821uw6xb5v7bVvdkRO4RF3h8BIXPgwubvoooDHFKFYUp3pxRnvLhw4kv8PjlZdEDX05SYrw9Hf21MWxmCqAyr-miJOoNN0GGTE4QzVX3l2g4elBAKHgyGN-B7msViz2gs7vesUGYsSorg0MJCyIfek0eagMnOI/s1438/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20poster.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1438" data-original-width="958" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgay9qZ-o6NgdcER-nHRK-G4ybJJ4821uw6xb5v7bVvdkRO4RF3h8BIXPgwubvoooDHFKFYUp3pxRnvLhw4kv8PjlZdEDX05SYrw9Hf21MWxmCqAyr-miJOoNN0GGTE4QzVX3l2g4elBAKHgyGN-B7msViz2gs7vesUGYsSorg0MJCyIfek0eagMnOI/w426-h640/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20poster.png" width="426" /></a></div><p>At the start of the summer before he heads off to college, lovestruck Egghead (Louis Tomeo) decides to tell his best friend Twinkie (Sabrina Jie-A-Fa) how he really feels about her. The only problem is the relationship is definitively platonic from her point of view, and she's not told Egghead that she's gay and in love with a DJ she met online. When animator Twinkie sees an opportunity to visit her wannabe lover in Texas under the ruse of visiting an animation studio, she steals her dad's car and ropes the unwitting Egghead into making the long journey with her.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="341" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GUGzi7_5CMw" width="409" youtube-src-id="GUGzi7_5CMw"></iframe></div><p>Based on her 2019 short film of the same name and re-uniting all of the same key cast members, Sarah Kambe Holland's debut feature delivers a fun spin on some tried and tested teen movie staples. Sharing a basic plot outline with Rob Reiner's under-appreciated 1985 John Cusack-starring road trip comedy, The Sure Thing (an at odds pair head out on the road with one of them given the promise of romance and/or sex at the final destination; they encounter vehicular trouble and comedy ensues), Egghead and Twinkie find their friendship put to the test when things inevitably start to go awry for them on their journey, although at least here there's little chance of romance suddenly blossoming between them. Spoiler alert, there's no last minute changes of sexual preference from Twinkie.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHNxSRqVtEjUDr4yvKpzuuBU17JeRR0FNmBMGL4bym6GyIdF6QHg-qZcjj1RriNu-ps_8pckhr4-T2VgP3VzlY0b14oPWWTEkuKWtsQVooIzRp8Ln6AJ9U0RDyc3-I11TX5NCviutJo5mWteatLU86Rdx41ZqEnpB8PoOao2fVsLAGMSNQCFCtkWPi/s1986/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20car.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1038" data-original-width="1986" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHNxSRqVtEjUDr4yvKpzuuBU17JeRR0FNmBMGL4bym6GyIdF6QHg-qZcjj1RriNu-ps_8pckhr4-T2VgP3VzlY0b14oPWWTEkuKWtsQVooIzRp8Ln6AJ9U0RDyc3-I11TX5NCviutJo5mWteatLU86Rdx41ZqEnpB8PoOao2fVsLAGMSNQCFCtkWPi/w590-h308/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20car.png" width="590" /></a></div><p>Where the film does veer off course from the expected norm is in the consideration of Twinkie's status as a young Asian-American woman with no links to her heritage. Adopted by her ultra-conservative white parents with an unspoken pre-requisite to conform in every way she can, Vivian aka Twinkie (her nickname itself a co-opted racial insult implying she's "yellow on the outside, white on the inside") needs to explore her Asian identity as well as her sexuality, and neither her parents or her supportive best friend Egghead can offer help with either. She's not just running towards her potential future as an out and proud lesbian, but also away from the confines her home life have put on her. Enter sweet Japanese waitress Jess (Asahi Hirano) who finds herself thrown into the middle of Twinkie's quest, and is more than willing to help guide her to a place where she's more comfortable with herself.</p><p>Mixing animation with live action, Egghead and Twinkie offers some cute Scott Pilgrim-esque cutaways to brighten up what is already a very cheerful, teen-friendly rainbow-coloured palette. Its unavoidable sweetness means the story is barely stretched in dramatic terms, with Twinkie's potential paramour B.D. (social media star Ayden Lee) offering the only glimmer of a more complex view of modern relationships, rendering the film relatively chaste and more focussed on finding something deep and meaningful... love. Told partly through flashbacks (including Egghead's disastrous movie theatre declaration of his true feelings for Twinkie), it may be blindingly obvious as the story progresses where we're going to end up, but the cast are all extremely likeable, the dynamics between them (in particular Jie-A-Fa and Hirano) work very well, and the film's more farcical elements are delivered with good comedic effect.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyy-6Gy7VnKPtKkr0WnWuqzboBKwB-nj6hq036ygKbDYVc9xaI2frzRbUs5B01ScrlHyvy_uo7YOqAUSyISRt4THzjnO67BM8Tku9zNDNxT80_RxPl9WZip5gKQcWrFnhSACuPC8DdFtWG58Qbw_kXT2D_wW2zZIXEDqn4QE7KHYbNnBm9uMtn_ztA/s1970/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20couple.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1012" data-original-width="1970" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyy-6Gy7VnKPtKkr0WnWuqzboBKwB-nj6hq036ygKbDYVc9xaI2frzRbUs5B01ScrlHyvy_uo7YOqAUSyISRt4THzjnO67BM8Tku9zNDNxT80_RxPl9WZip5gKQcWrFnhSACuPC8DdFtWG58Qbw_kXT2D_wW2zZIXEDqn4QE7KHYbNnBm9uMtn_ztA/w605-h312/egghead%20and%20twinkie%20couple.png" width="605" /></a></div><p></p><p>A modern, queer addition to the teen comedy genre, Egghead and Twinkie might not win awards for originality, but it's colourful, vibrant and super sweet, with solid chemistry between the leads.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3.5/5</b></span></p><p>Egghead and Twinkie screened as part of this year's BFI Flare Film Festival. More information about the festival and its line-up can be found <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/flare/Online/" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-41402617062537869622022-11-22T14:26:00.000+00:002022-11-22T14:26:16.632+00:00BOILING POINT - LIMITED EDITION BLU-RAY review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1sgBSiMHhaYssET7pz3_zQ56rPI7E0UVUeXPDSNPFGQ_jTbIQi7bNTGh0NNXd1avoLMlt2hxeVTKZrIS-KLamzQLk4PV8KHrhAYbOnnYGD18LPr6sLhX5mG_qBY8Kp73-nkGL4oMMggdptQvF2r8SO4P7xXlbc1fWM52aqtc7y_PktU1-HMNQibag/s1884/Boiling%20Point%20Stephen%20Graham%20pack%20shot%20second%20sight.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1884" data-original-width="1446" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1sgBSiMHhaYssET7pz3_zQ56rPI7E0UVUeXPDSNPFGQ_jTbIQi7bNTGh0NNXd1avoLMlt2hxeVTKZrIS-KLamzQLk4PV8KHrhAYbOnnYGD18LPr6sLhX5mG_qBY8Kp73-nkGL4oMMggdptQvF2r8SO4P7xXlbc1fWM52aqtc7y_PktU1-HMNQibag/w492-h640/Boiling%20Point%20Stephen%20Graham%20pack%20shot%20second%20sight.png" width="492" /></a></div><p>Starring the always excellent Stephen Graham as a head chef having the worst night of his career, Philip Barantini's Boiling Point is now out on a limited edition blu-ray from Second Sight.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="373" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_JFrZZPtYrs" width="530" youtube-src-id="_JFrZZPtYrs"></iframe></div><p>Set over the course (or is that three courses?) of one disastrous evening and filmed in one continuous take, Philip Barantini's tense, real-time thriller - expanded from his short film that also starred Graham as head chef Andy - is a masterclass in stacking problems on the shoulders of its main character and then waiting for him to buckle. As Andy's problems go from bad to worse, with family issues, a damaging EHO visit and the news that celebrity chef and his former mentor Alistair Skye (a delightfully weaselly Jason Flemyng) will be dining that night, tempers and temperatures flare up and harsh truths are spoken between the staff. It's like watching a pile of plates getting progressively higher, knowing that when it comes down it's going to be with an almighty crash.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl0_A_NDb1UnwBaBeN0Sj1MICbQgyqmCIUClbUrYrttuwEUC944xLZTl5V8mXAVEbt4JBKCXHjMF1jTNDcFEwzjrNP7GS9N3vAbNVfVmoczVbEl4yCIR6Q3yGEX8rqRJ5E5tDHoAFvjz9y5T0Fsz4o4NzuApgxCCfl4CbpunNSqN_OEwBntEqh99gm/s1200/boiling%20point%20graham.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1200" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl0_A_NDb1UnwBaBeN0Sj1MICbQgyqmCIUClbUrYrttuwEUC944xLZTl5V8mXAVEbt4JBKCXHjMF1jTNDcFEwzjrNP7GS9N3vAbNVfVmoczVbEl4yCIR6Q3yGEX8rqRJ5E5tDHoAFvjz9y5T0Fsz4o4NzuApgxCCfl4CbpunNSqN_OEwBntEqh99gm/w609-h368/boiling%20point%20graham.webp" width="609" /></a></div></div><p>Shot by cinematographer Matthew Lewis, the single unbroken camera shot (no sneaky edits here) glides around the kitchen and between the tables in the restaurant, eavesdropping on the kitchen and front of house teams, quickly laying bare all the micro-aggressions and rivalries that exist between them. And that's before we get to the rude, demanding customers whose snobberies and prejudices are presented as an amuse-bouche for the waiting staff to enjoy with a smile, waiting to see what demands they'll serve as a main course. Barantini's script (co-written with James Cummings) contains so many delicious morsels of nightmare fuel that anyone who's ever worked with serving the general public will find all too familiar - even when it reaches its dramatic extremes. It's absolutely recognisable that a customer will be passive aggressively racist to a member of staff, and when they send their food back to the kitchen for the member of staff to be told by the kitchen that it's their fault; or for the front of house staff to promise more (in this case, a group of obnoxious influencers who want to order steak and chips that aren't on the menu) than the kitchen is able to deliver. It's in these wince-inducing moments that the film is at its heart-pounding best.</p><p>It's near impossible to take your eyes of Stephen Graham, wearing the weight of his troubles across his face, but all the main cast (Ray Panthaki, Jason Flemyng, Hannah Walters, Alice Feetham and especially Vinette Robinson as sous chef Carly) give fantastic performances in a film that packs an almost unbearable amount of tension into its 92 minutes runtime. Even when there's brief interludes that focus on the side characters (presumably to allow the main cast to take deep breaths before diving back into the story), we're never far from the chaos and heat of the kitchen.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkYfyAFWYT8GB-hqg_rIhj6BiWeYToniCQ46CpZC_MG7vLjJxbkCFqonQJckVQ8Md3uMLSpSYQUbng3O72zIjhwcsrSv8tBiPCV0_EPxWlCG1k2KfAesBtdXKE-UzUrLhqh7ps2RgAPNbdyeCRyayJXFYw2WtjSgez78Qfkkzczf5TxMyknChEemn7=s1000" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="1000" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkYfyAFWYT8GB-hqg_rIhj6BiWeYToniCQ46CpZC_MG7vLjJxbkCFqonQJckVQ8Md3uMLSpSYQUbng3O72zIjhwcsrSv8tBiPCV0_EPxWlCG1k2KfAesBtdXKE-UzUrLhqh7ps2RgAPNbdyeCRyayJXFYw2WtjSgez78Qfkkzczf5TxMyknChEemn7=w599-h337" width="599" /></a></div><p></p><p>Filmed at Jones & Sons, a real restaurant in Dalston, Boiling Point is an impressive technical achievement that steers clear of the flashier camera work of other one shot films (Gasper Noe's Irreversible and Climax, for example) to deliver something more raw, frenzied and real world. And even if it's pretty clear early on where some of the main plot threads are headed, that only adds to the feeling of impending doom in this pressure cooker atmosphere. Like working a shift from hell where you hit the ground running and don't stop for two hours, knowing that you have no choice but to soldier on regardless, Boiling Point is tense, dramatic and all too relatable.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p><p>Released in the now customary 'rigid slipcase' that make all Second Sight releases absolute shelf porn for any collector, the only real disappointment in the special features is the absence of Stephen Graham from the commentaries, and the choice to not include the original BIFA nominated short film, although there's plenty of snippets in the thorough making of featurette.</p><p><span><u>Special Features</u></span></p><p><span>- Commentary with producers Hester Ruoff, Bart Ruspoli and writer James Cummings</span></p><p><span>- Commentary with actors Ray Panthaki and Jason Flemyng</span></p><p><span>- Boiling Over: An interview with producer Hester Ruoff</span></p><p><span>- Pot Boiler: An interview with producer Bart Ruspoli</span></p><p><span>- Simmering Steady: An interview with writer James Cummings</span></p><p><span>- The Making of Boiling Point</span></p><p><span>Limited Edition also includes -</span></p><p><span>- Rigid slipcase</span></p><p><span>- A 70 page book with new essays by Howard Gorman, Clarisse Loughrey and Christina Newland, plus interviews with cinematographer Matthew Lewis by Matthew Thrift</span></p><p><span>- Collectable art cards</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_2uNPlwMjMndaMEFWXpoxr5xcskwvBLwLqrz_mPF5yL0XwLn8stw6H0d2nXDdVWHsuifFPDTcasa_iqkpa5-0n2N7fbL9PwHoo7cVJwdmNQcetVNuo4tXOdbzrlZKf4r89fgPhmXqrUpeQDodAY0sspegM1iDudSMpErP9pww4QOi3oB944_6fRc/s2000/BoilingPoint_ExplodedPackshot_1024x1024@2x.png.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_2uNPlwMjMndaMEFWXpoxr5xcskwvBLwLqrz_mPF5yL0XwLn8stw6H0d2nXDdVWHsuifFPDTcasa_iqkpa5-0n2N7fbL9PwHoo7cVJwdmNQcetVNuo4tXOdbzrlZKf4r89fgPhmXqrUpeQDodAY0sspegM1iDudSMpErP9pww4QOi3oB944_6fRc/w640-h640/BoilingPoint_ExplodedPackshot_1024x1024@2x.png.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-36144814830095199512022-11-09T16:18:00.000+00:002022-11-09T16:18:14.999+00:00FINAL CUT review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6kV6x57f0lXhK3RLfyIfkOrFAZZGDBEtT6SuVnm8WSZXPr-aiDd90DW0wwHyGAExzZzL5Kj_8C6HlXX1m-A3GB9ktDHjLOWE3ACDtm7xt6yFqzYkbWWoqLCy0hg_6BWUupB5P1tuE39mlAYV4w1_zS51mOd5lNnbJDiJ1Xmp3YAz5WWEFKHhGmt1/s1600/Final%20Cut%20UK%20Poster%20Artwork%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6kV6x57f0lXhK3RLfyIfkOrFAZZGDBEtT6SuVnm8WSZXPr-aiDd90DW0wwHyGAExzZzL5Kj_8C6HlXX1m-A3GB9ktDHjLOWE3ACDtm7xt6yFqzYkbWWoqLCy0hg_6BWUupB5P1tuE39mlAYV4w1_zS51mOd5lNnbJDiJ1Xmp3YAz5WWEFKHhGmt1/w480-h640/Final%20Cut%20UK%20Poster%20Artwork%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>During the production of a low budget zombie film, the cast and crew are faced with a real, unexpected zombie outbreak that wipes them out one by one. As the camera continues to capture the action in one single unbroken take, the film's director (Romain Duris) inexplicably steers his leading actors (Matilda Lutz, Bérénice Bejo) into danger, with one simple instruction to the camera crew - whatever happens, keep filming. But in amongst the mania of the shoot, it's clear that there's more going on than meets the eye.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="364" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/EvTLEws8SYw" width="481" youtube-src-id="EvTLEws8SYw"></iframe></div><p>From Michel Hazanavicius, the Oscar winning director of 2011's The Artist, Final Cut is the French language remake of the much beloved 2017 Japanese comedy-horror <a href="http://www.slackercinema.com/2019/02/one-cut-of-dead-review.html">One Cut of the Dead</a>. On paper, the mere existence of this film sounded like a bad idea to audiences used to seeing slick, sanitised Hollywood remakes of foreign language films. But does Final Cut - still foreign language, just a different one - have more to offer? In a way, yes - but also in a way, it offers exactly the same as the original.</p><p>Arriving with great word of mouth from its Cannes debut (where it opened the festival) and a crowd pleasing screening at this year's FrightFest, it's nigh on impossible to talk about Final Cut and its predecessor without revealing what some might consider major spoilers. In fact, the above trailer kind of gives away the whole premise of the film, if hard to piece together out of context. But, without going into detail about the intricacies of the plot, Final Cut starts with a single 30 minute long shot that works as its own film-within-the-film. From there? Well, let's just say that much like zombies did post-28 Days Later, there's a dramatic change of pace.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvyc0UkBnoKyxo1B6B3zRGqd_RQr5GHJimlcw2TYUFBuEkDrMM9L0howS8fYKbbib7HRDEXPBq5U-2LN7Sdze1eGPebs4rcF79TusGaMAArR_AvWyVcJO4t_14kVDt16ZHlLiWC-B85SLFmGJlGbUwYC1fB64w01DODifj1xaHbtIh-ySQYrR-0yg/s4687/Romain%20Duris%20in%20Final%20Cut%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3094" data-original-width="4687" height="391" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvyc0UkBnoKyxo1B6B3zRGqd_RQr5GHJimlcw2TYUFBuEkDrMM9L0howS8fYKbbib7HRDEXPBq5U-2LN7Sdze1eGPebs4rcF79TusGaMAArR_AvWyVcJO4t_14kVDt16ZHlLiWC-B85SLFmGJlGbUwYC1fB64w01DODifj1xaHbtIh-ySQYrR-0yg/w590-h391/Romain%20Duris%20in%20Final%20Cut%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" width="590" /></a></div><p>The most curious thing about Final Cut is how differing audience will react to the experience of watching it. If you're going in cold having not seen <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">Shin'ichirô Ueda's </span>origi</span>nal, the first half hour may be difficult to judge fairly, and may even seem amateurish and just plain bad. But to give up before the curtain is pulled back on the <u>real</u> story would be robbing yourself of the true joy it has to offer. A film-making puzzle that Hazanavicius has dialled-up on, even more so than the Japanese version, you have to see it through in order for it all to make sense. But there will also be a large percentage of the audience who <u>have</u> seen the original, attracted to this out of some morbid curiosity and needing an answer to the question of why on Earth Hazanavicius - whose work flits from the refined physical comedy of his OSS 117 films (featuring his Oscar winning lead actor for The Artist, Jean Dujardin) to weightier work like Jean-Luc Godard biography, Redoutable -would dare remake such a universally admired film?</p><p>Much like Romain Duris's character does as he inserts himself into the action of the film he's directing, acting in and taking wildly off script (don't think about it too much), Final Cut runs gamely into the danger zone of being too meta, placing a hat on top of a hat on top of a human pyramid. Playfully asking the question within the film that just because it worked in Japan it doesn't mean it'll work there, all of the major plot beats of One Cut of the Dead have survived, along with the casting of the delightfully cheery Yoshiko Takehara, reprising her role from the original. Duris does great work as Remi, the journeyman director-for-hire who refuses to cut corners and compromise his vision, even when faced with mounting production issues and a renegade cast member wielding an axe (Bérénice Bejo). He's a great facsimile for Takayuki Hamatsu in the original version, as well as serving as a thinly veiled stand-in for screenwriter/director Michel Hazanavicius himself via the touching father/daughter plot line that runs through the film, reaching a figuratively and literally uplifting moment between Remi and daughter Romy (to add to the metatextuality, played by Hazanavicius's daughter Simone) by the film's climax.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LetrQIrS6egQpyZ9PM8gdiKSG1bKO6_o3Fz_hTpIaZaLnbc3q9b32OpaTj0U31mXtxF3Il5FMeHJMO4jbUVu3q6EnQTrVJlBtYfyww1HenGjnKJw57CwN2Zk1I0mZJng7J1Ss0Ga5Vdcn-qSQZlMHzGThPVHO0bS9nN-4tj_w6-DzCwohm87qr3L/s1982/Romain%20Duris%20&%20B%C3%A9r%C3%A9nice%20Bejo%20in%20Final%20Cut%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1239" data-original-width="1982" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LetrQIrS6egQpyZ9PM8gdiKSG1bKO6_o3Fz_hTpIaZaLnbc3q9b32OpaTj0U31mXtxF3Il5FMeHJMO4jbUVu3q6EnQTrVJlBtYfyww1HenGjnKJw57CwN2Zk1I0mZJng7J1Ss0Ga5Vdcn-qSQZlMHzGThPVHO0bS9nN-4tj_w6-DzCwohm87qr3L/w589-h370/Romain%20Duris%20&%20B%C3%A9r%C3%A9nice%20Bejo%20in%20Final%20Cut%20(Signature%20Entertainment).jpg" width="589" /></a></div><p>Unavoidably for fans of the original, almost of the film's surprises are nullified by their repetition, whilst also losing some of the charm in the translation (sadly, "Pom!" didn't make the cut), but Final Cut still works as a curio and love letter to the filmmaking process that will work for audiences keen to see how the film's meta premise survives when passed through the (albeit unconventional) remake machine. For newcomers, as plot A from Hazanavicius's film spills over into plot B and turns into a mega-meta-zombie mash-up, there's enough gore and gung ho spirit to make Final Cut well worth your time.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3/5</b></span></p><p><b style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14.666666984558105px;"><span color="rgb(34, 34, 34) !important" data-ogsb="white" data-ogsc="rgb(34, 34, 34)" face="Arial, sans-serif, serif, EmojiFont" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Signature Entertainment presents <i>Final Cut </i>on Digital Platforms 7th November</span></b></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-15670826052727088302022-10-22T14:18:00.010+01:002022-11-24T13:17:29.085+00:00I LOVE MY DAD - London Film Festival 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2b9WRuhZhJjG54uw91RiMKGv1oozwarYntB31dsjdWmAA-k6M9gZvot3aHovtOq6lDDuwPdoGSH90zP0KN2J2pY37JDpxNVHij_QHnHavkLVpoGmRy-8CrN72IrE8hzM45r-W2WdfHrjZjoXxudq4_ZFncNXHq3hy0bLS9hTpAyF2EmQYguI9kbA/s1312/i%20love%20my%20dad%20poster%20us.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1312" data-original-width="884" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2b9WRuhZhJjG54uw91RiMKGv1oozwarYntB31dsjdWmAA-k6M9gZvot3aHovtOq6lDDuwPdoGSH90zP0KN2J2pY37JDpxNVHij_QHnHavkLVpoGmRy-8CrN72IrE8hzM45r-W2WdfHrjZjoXxudq4_ZFncNXHq3hy0bLS9hTpAyF2EmQYguI9kbA/w432-h640/i%20love%20my%20dad%20poster%20us.png" width="432" /></a></div><div>In a desperate attempt to be a part of his depressed, estranged son Franklin's life, Chuck (Patton Oswalt) pretends to be a beautiful young woman who connects with him over social media. As their online relationship progresses and Franklin (James Morosini) starts to feel a real connection with this fictional woman, Chuck uses his son's lifted spirits to reconnect with him and rebuild their father/son bond by offering romantic advice. Based on a story writer/director/star James Morosini assures us actually happened, I Love My Dad is cringe comedy at its finest.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="357" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/__FXp-MiY1o" width="581" youtube-src-id="__FXp-MiY1o"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>As any millennial will attest, parents on social media are a complete liability, with embarrassing posts, photos and likes an everyday struggle to ignore. But it's rare to find a parent who would go to the lengths Chuck does here to stay a part of his son Franklin's life. Blocked on all socials and with his calls ignored after a lifetime of poor parenting, the well-meaning but emotionally stunted Chuck decides to catfish as a waitress from his local diner and start as conversation with his son online. Although at first sceptical of this random follow, the lonely and depressed Franklin soon finds himself forming a bond with her, not knowing it's really his dad he's quickly falling for.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's been a while since the heyday of cringe comedy, with TV shows such as The Office, Extras and the various Alan Partridge shows pushing the boundaries of what's socially acceptable behaviour, and what's okay and (maybe) not okay to laugh at. Perhaps the obvious example for the big screen is Sacha Baron Cohen's Borat, using a faux-documentary format that heightened the feeling of awkwardness by putting the audience in a real world scenario. There was also a rich vein of exceedingly dark comedy in the American independent cinema of the late 00s, most notably by comedian turned director Bobcat Goldthwait who took some outlandish inter-personal concepts and made some of the finest black comedies of all time with a blend of pain, embarrassment and catharsis. I'm not going to say what Sleeping Dogs and World's Greatest Dad are about here, but if you know, you know what I'm talking about.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gM4JLwgS4VVHajtxUcwPOYfCG0Oy1s2drI62R8HU1uTWog6rRt7sFVyqulkSpx0lqm9a3ZleuXw4rxkbxlbkUTfWkxkgmEFBRajXyathMtw1l3GucA-PROhY76qkdkU5h9VhOoiRw8dJjItRMIy1TcJMTkxbPgzyMeF_DpwR2bC9KPM8QOV4E3jC/s7952/I-Love-My-Dad-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4472" data-original-width="7952" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gM4JLwgS4VVHajtxUcwPOYfCG0Oy1s2drI62R8HU1uTWog6rRt7sFVyqulkSpx0lqm9a3ZleuXw4rxkbxlbkUTfWkxkgmEFBRajXyathMtw1l3GucA-PROhY76qkdkU5h9VhOoiRw8dJjItRMIy1TcJMTkxbPgzyMeF_DpwR2bC9KPM8QOV4E3jC/w609-h342/I-Love-My-Dad-03.jpg" width="609" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Directing from his own script and starring as Franklin, a semi-fictionalised version of himself, Morosini hooks us in from the off with a simple disclaimer, "This really happened. My dad asked me to tell you it didn't". Chuck isn't a bad person, just a bad father, whose own personal failings have kept him from building that close relationship with his son. He's a mess of a man slowly re-building his life after his divorce from Franklin's mother and starting a new relationship with girlfriend Erica (Rachel Dratch). Franklin, fresh out of a stint in therapy, only sees his relationship with Chuck as toxic, so cuts him out of his life as best he can. Desperate to talk to Franklin, Chuck uses a photograph of waitress Becca (Claudia Sulewski) and contacts him online posing as her, seemingly clueless as to how warped that is and how damaging to his already emotionally crippled son it might be.</div><div><br /></div><div>In a smart storytelling move that pulls the rug from underneath us on more than one occasion, the fictional Becca appears in Franklin's fantasies as they talk, share stories and build a relationship online, leading to what is undoubtedly the film's most disturbing moment - a four-way sexting scene between the main characters, one of whom is fictional and one who doesn't know they're not the only ones involved. So cringe-inducing there's a distinct chance that the audience might turn themselves inside out from second-hand embarrassment, it's the film's crowning achievement and a masterclass in finding humour in the most disturbing of ideas and situations.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif5cqeBhmNESeAyZwWMyEtK-w52u_1_IgqzDYFgFc8-14GcSPwrNdxca6teTIjp8p2_P1n5l7MJrlJjbqZCRKA1SEpVZrzIpCTO-mcB5cIcumtAaGQmr9TMhc6Hx3ZRvPOwsMKmENW6YaY0wXbrI_qWRbIyCCRTIOxfvDwGT2745E4_MuIieD0Uibr/s7952/I-Love-My-Dad-01-main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5304" data-original-width="7952" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif5cqeBhmNESeAyZwWMyEtK-w52u_1_IgqzDYFgFc8-14GcSPwrNdxca6teTIjp8p2_P1n5l7MJrlJjbqZCRKA1SEpVZrzIpCTO-mcB5cIcumtAaGQmr9TMhc6Hx3ZRvPOwsMKmENW6YaY0wXbrI_qWRbIyCCRTIOxfvDwGT2745E4_MuIieD0Uibr/w609-h405/I-Love-My-Dad-01-main.jpg" width="609" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Despite the troubling, incestuous paths the film threatens to take, I Love My Dad is ultimately a tender, deeply moving film about strained paternal relationships and the importance of giving people another chance, god forbid they might try something as extreme as this. It's helped by the easy chemistry Oswalt and Morosini have together, with Oswalt arguably the best he's ever been, delivering a sympathetic character who just happens to have some mixed up ideas on how to fix his past mistakes. Full of dark, disturbing comedy you won't forget anytime soon, I Love My Dad is a twisted Mrs Doubtfire for the age of online dating.</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3.5/5</b></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I Love My Dad was part of the Laugh strand at this year's <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/lff/Online/default.asp?BOparam::WScontent::loadArticle::permalink=laugh" target="_blank">London Film Festival</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-77275407225290592182022-10-19T15:37:00.002+01:002022-10-21T15:43:15.318+01:00SICK OF MYSELF - London Film Festival 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2NvxzTx0rml8xlwCfTf8mhaWQww5u4_McwxgKefedB3EzS5Rqmpt0ERXPOde9P1NLSGI1ZNaaxlvyuga9LHfdQYZg_dpPtFTPFve-sRT2PLPMjI575vYvxu4DWjTwOhRxY7E7aQCpEFI7uTVMGPTuoXGMbCWpiyAW2dqEYDvYxdXk7PNvNSxTTHq_/s1318/Sick%20of%20Myself%20Syk%20Pike%20Poster.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1318" data-original-width="920" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2NvxzTx0rml8xlwCfTf8mhaWQww5u4_McwxgKefedB3EzS5Rqmpt0ERXPOde9P1NLSGI1ZNaaxlvyuga9LHfdQYZg_dpPtFTPFve-sRT2PLPMjI575vYvxu4DWjTwOhRxY7E7aQCpEFI7uTVMGPTuoXGMbCWpiyAW2dqEYDvYxdXk7PNvNSxTTHq_/w446-h640/Sick%20of%20Myself%20Syk%20Pike%20Poster.png" width="446" /></a></div><p>Plunged into an existential dilemma after she witnesses a woman mauled by a dog outside the cafe where she works, Signe (Thorp) finds herself indulging in the attention she suddenly receives from her friends, making sure she's okay after such a traumatic experience. But when the spotlight shifts to her artist boyfriend Thomas (Eirik Sæther) - a kleptomaniac whose work consists of furniture stolen from public buildings - Signe finds a way to regain the sympathy of her friends by buying a supply of dangerous pills on the black market that count ghastly skin growths among their side effects. Arriving hot on the heels of The Worst Person in the World and last year's Ninjababy (which also starred Kristine Kujath Thorp), Sick of Myself is the latest example of Norwegian cinema's exploration of narcissism.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="375" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/B9YYTs2HBBc" width="531" youtube-src-id="B9YYTs2HBBc"></iframe></div><p>Once Signe ingests the dangerous pills - increasing the dose when it doesn't have the immediately gratifying effect she desires - and finds herself hospitalised, the film's darkly comic tone goes into overdrive, with Signe, bandaged head to toe, in orgasmic pleasure at the thought of queues lining up at her funeral to mourn her. A symptom of her narcissism, she has flights of fancy - some comedic, some horrific - that either way see the focus put on her and taken away from her equally self-indulgent boyfriend, just as his career as an artist/provocateur is on the rise. It's when the bandages come off that Signe's plan really comes together. Lying about the pills and claiming her appearance is the result of an undiagnosable illness, the patterns the lesions form on her face are oddly beautiful, turning her into something of an unconventional beauty icon, with photo shoots and modelling contracts on the horizon. Everything Signe could have wished for, but not without consequences.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOo4JQ1Z_vh7mPFLVLZNLWs4SSAhAqL1rklXjybZkbd-SN4BzPMRijau43f21CzTR5tAO7H4bqoeez6paThGJ-7z6IgEVZ4u9Cdn9mQULrEwcq3SqjqZdtaTJgXBlYegIkToTLAZxbGbVVf8cIsr5_tLu9Lx-BiWRZP9SMl86DAMm54a3WmnFwkw1g/s1998/Sick-of-Myself-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1998" height="327" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOo4JQ1Z_vh7mPFLVLZNLWs4SSAhAqL1rklXjybZkbd-SN4BzPMRijau43f21CzTR5tAO7H4bqoeez6paThGJ-7z6IgEVZ4u9Cdn9mQULrEwcq3SqjqZdtaTJgXBlYegIkToTLAZxbGbVVf8cIsr5_tLu9Lx-BiWRZP9SMl86DAMm54a3WmnFwkw1g/w605-h327/Sick-of-Myself-03.jpg" width="605" /></a></div><p>Written and directed by Kristoffer Borgli, Sick of Myself is an entertainingly cynical comedy that dissects the idea of celebrity and performative sympathy in the modern social media age. Is Signe a bad person for wanting to indulge in her fifteen minutes of fame, and exploit the attention she's given due to her physical appearance? In short, yes. But, Sick of Myself goes some way to show she's not the only one, with the industry behind this exploitation using her "unconventional" look to sell a fashion line also coming under fire. It's bitingly funny, equally cruel, pushing us as an audience to ask if Signe is someone who should be sympathised with or laughed at for the lengths she feels she has to go to to be relevant. As a pretty young blonde woman, superficially she could have it all and has traditional society on her side. Her only failing is her personality - flaws, warts and all. But she can't bear to be average and is prepared to sacrifice her health to give her an edge.</p><p>As the shallow Signe, Kristine Kujath Thorp's performance is strong enough to let the audience switch between empathy and disgust as the inevitable monkey's paw aspects of the plot kicks in. Also great in 2021's Ninjababy as a reluctantly pregnant young woman (if you haven't seen that film, you'll want to after seeing her performance here), Thorp is an absolute star on the rise. Stomach churning make up effects or not, you can't take your eyes off her for a second.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYBIdHNUKLMsvsnAQqlOUeXw1GKjBAqq0c6SXJM8FuFwDv0S9Bnk_C4FMv2yoxQAVO-QOdbcdajcNteEBAaXYNb0qQrtbmeflFQ-lDQQVv3N4kgs1KV7BLB0_BCIxrUzovO1ESfj46iStCUM3IeFX7r9C1-7D9t8N5vXRLynjLXSX-F-owirA3daU/s1998/Sick-of-Myself-02.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1998" height="327" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYBIdHNUKLMsvsnAQqlOUeXw1GKjBAqq0c6SXJM8FuFwDv0S9Bnk_C4FMv2yoxQAVO-QOdbcdajcNteEBAaXYNb0qQrtbmeflFQ-lDQQVv3N4kgs1KV7BLB0_BCIxrUzovO1ESfj46iStCUM3IeFX7r9C1-7D9t8N5vXRLynjLXSX-F-owirA3daU/w606-h327/Sick-of-Myself-02.jpg" width="606" /></a></div><p></p><p>After The Worst Person in the World and Ninjababy looked at modern women's relationships to love, men, and having children, Sick of Myself is a refreshingly acerbic against their more sombre tones, but is equally successful at probing these topics on a more fantastical stage than its Norwegian cinema counterparts. At once a critique of the fashion & beauty industry and celebrity status hunters, and a nauseating real world body horror, Sick of Myself is the most grotesque black comedy since Death Becomes Her, delivering a timely warning to the influencer generation of the perils of grasping for fame.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p><p>Sick of Myself was part of this year's London Film Festival. It will be released in the UK early next year.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-71501670850675574922022-10-18T14:21:00.003+01:002022-11-10T15:03:54.617+00:00LINOLEUM - London Film Festival 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5WKPTEbOAwsTbHiMJIBDnfifwXzlWOtHzB8U7H4AxkfnYJQt8pHGFVSpYWjfEizkhkKGZ7SXAZocbDTIEZpnExhceqBgz-iLGcssFOF7ppblXhaBEkc2t_f-vVlAegvPOnThCIHVH89m5LTRNAgF2zwk2K-7XAebSGQZo1lvGLIoNfrnSz2uK3Bk/s6302/Linoleum-03.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3546" data-original-width="6302" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5WKPTEbOAwsTbHiMJIBDnfifwXzlWOtHzB8U7H4AxkfnYJQt8pHGFVSpYWjfEizkhkKGZ7SXAZocbDTIEZpnExhceqBgz-iLGcssFOF7ppblXhaBEkc2t_f-vVlAegvPOnThCIHVH89m5LTRNAgF2zwk2K-7XAebSGQZo1lvGLIoNfrnSz2uK3Bk/w640-h360/Linoleum-03.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>When Cameron, the host of a TV science show and wannabe astronaut meets his more successful doppelgänger, he's sent into an existential crisis that will affect his whole family. With his career and personal life in a mess, his only response is to build a rocket of his own and fulfilling his dream of journeying into space. A suburban sci-fi fantasy, Colin West's Linoleum was part of the cult strand at this year's London Film Festival.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="399" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/dnJUxY0WDws" width="548" youtube-src-id="dnJUxY0WDws"></iframe></div><p>Comedian and actor Jim Gaffigan stars as Cameron, the host of Above and Beyond, a Bill Nye the Science Guy-style local TV show that asks questions about the universe, relegated to a late night slot where none of his core audience can see it. His wife Erin (Rhea Seahorn) is unhappy in the marriage and wants a divorce, his teenage daughter (Katelyn Nacon) barely talks to him, and worst of all, a car has seemingly fallen from the sky carrying Cameron's more debonair, successful, astronaut lookalike. All of this serves to send him into an existential crisis that he might not recover from.</p><p>It's not unheard of that twisty-turny, timey-wimey sci-fi films end up sharing basic story elements. The biggest problem that Linoleum has is that, despite its attempts to offer something new, it all feels familiar. Sometimes uncomfortably so. The suburban dad mid-life crisis has been seen in everything from Kevin Spacey in American Beauty to Chevy Chase as Clark Griswold in the Vacation films, grimacing through the pain in order to maintain the air of normality in their life. That's forgivable to a point. What is less easy to forgive and, frankly, impossible to ignore is Linoleum's biggest problem... the Donnie Darko problem.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOIUxdUYd4RFVWjLgqPSPXUYDvmnqhHqaTkd3CNBYZvoXQAjrwIE63QWm3tDn90Vr82sb-b51Oc-YpgZMH2qWQL1nxfaWd5SQFtm4C1Sdq8EbWPig9RV2iW9yC8NrZ0cbFi8RNqUY3j-GQ6vIiUwtrmcowAnPi4FVCfeTvXQQCksz6c5L-I3x-rCH/s8533/Linoleum-02.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3194" data-original-width="8533" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOIUxdUYd4RFVWjLgqPSPXUYDvmnqhHqaTkd3CNBYZvoXQAjrwIE63QWm3tDn90Vr82sb-b51Oc-YpgZMH2qWQL1nxfaWd5SQFtm4C1Sdq8EbWPig9RV2iW9yC8NrZ0cbFi8RNqUY3j-GQ6vIiUwtrmcowAnPi4FVCfeTvXQQCksz6c5L-I3x-rCH/w597-h224/Linoleum-02.jpg" width="597" /></a></div><p>Wilfully poaching characters, story beats and entire scenes from Richard Kelly's 2001sci-fi classic, one of Linoleum's early scenes sees Darko's slo-mo arrival at school sequence (indelibly set to Tears for Fears' Head Over Heels) cloned almost shot for shot, with askew camera angles and staccato frame speeds. The film also features a Grandma Death-esque figure, mysteriously standing off in the distance observing the main characters without any real interaction. On the more egregiously blatant side of thievery (we're way beyond homage here), the main characters even have an unidentifiable jet engine land on their house. It's unthinkable that writer/director Colin West thought the comparisons could exist without comment.</p><p>The saving grace of this Darko mirroring is The Walking Dead's Katelyn Nacon as Gaffigan's daughter Nora, who takes on a sort of gender-swapped Donnie role, crossed with his girlfriend Gretchen. With respect to Gaffigan who gives his dual roles his all, Nacon is absolutely the shining star of this often baffling film, providing a confident, charming, yet still weird character who's easy to root for as she builds an unconventional relationship with new neighbour boy and son of Cameron's rival, Marc (Gabriel Rush). In what could have easily been a stock Manic Pixie character, she gives the film real heart in among the doppelgänger/time paradox shenanigans.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfeAbggwxnF7AfVBPNgO-5iqBFSktxuWUEWWHZPYPBZUgHb-YuMw5z5jVgzhfIgGb8mb1kUbrME5HuN8TCGdJ1K4vQdUQVRGFaxg2E4gUEpyFpmjSvDF1j0WSx-9dEw8hYqHdis5Rav4km9IcXcbiBBZm-djgcgL-w37VpshPq26F02HGdlDMM-ciA/s8842/Linoleum-04.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3717" data-original-width="8842" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfeAbggwxnF7AfVBPNgO-5iqBFSktxuWUEWWHZPYPBZUgHb-YuMw5z5jVgzhfIgGb8mb1kUbrME5HuN8TCGdJ1K4vQdUQVRGFaxg2E4gUEpyFpmjSvDF1j0WSx-9dEw8hYqHdis5Rav4km9IcXcbiBBZm-djgcgL-w37VpshPq26F02HGdlDMM-ciA/w602-h254/Linoleum-04.jpg" width="602" /></a></div>With a concept stretched to its absolute limit (it's no surprise to learn West expanded this from an earlier short film), despite first appearances as a semi-generic sci-fi brain muddler with obvious filmic influences, come the finale and a big reveal, Linoleum manages to impressively knit itself together to deliver something truly surprising and actually moving. It's just a shame that for the bulk of the film, Linoleum feels disappointingly derivative, like West fell asleep in front of an old cathode ray TV showing Donnie Darko, American Beauty and Bill Nye, and this is the script they wrote when they woke up.<p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>2.5/5</b></span></p><p>Linoleum was part of this year's London Film Festival. It does not currently have a UK release date.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-41144274675484326152022-10-14T15:35:00.001+01:002022-10-19T12:49:31.243+01:00AFTERSUN - London Film Festival 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgktwZT9ePlS6Zpzh700l98D0amjvXtNL8miBgaOBZit7uHoNsqyLKOKkYRDhwbxbcLHaNRnIintdHhVezayUXohxQI_kiZZkmDeGIeJoJDEmDnu0e2fLUjaVAmWLy3qqWu6ae1S9A3eZRIqWUkkPtzQScQZN7lRX1Yu-tiVbaK9pkImyr0yJkDglH1/s1316/aftersun%20poster%20us.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1316" data-original-width="888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgktwZT9ePlS6Zpzh700l98D0amjvXtNL8miBgaOBZit7uHoNsqyLKOKkYRDhwbxbcLHaNRnIintdHhVezayUXohxQI_kiZZkmDeGIeJoJDEmDnu0e2fLUjaVAmWLy3qqWu6ae1S9A3eZRIqWUkkPtzQScQZN7lRX1Yu-tiVbaK9pkImyr0yJkDglH1/w432-h640/aftersun%20poster%20us.png" width="432" /></a></div><p>Starring Paul Mescal and newcomer Frankie Corio as a father and daughter on holiday in Turkey, Aftersun is director Charlotte Wells's nostalgic ode to the special bond that exists between parent and child, and how memories of our past stay with us. Taking place sometime in the late '90s (the soundtrack - Bran Van 3000's Drinking in L.A., Los Del Rio's Macarena - and fashions quickly establishing that to anyone who remembers the era) over the course of a summer holiday at a resort in Turkey, Aftersun arrives at this year's LFF with huge festival hype after its debut at Cannes earlier this year.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="385" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/vXKcWRu8K_U" width="463" youtube-src-id="vXKcWRu8K_U"></iframe></div><p>Unlike his Normal People co-star Daisy Edgar-Jones who was quickly snapped up to star in everything from cannibal comedy horror Fresh to winsome literary adaptation Where the Crawdads Sing, aside from his appearance in the ensemble of last year's The Lost Daughter audiences have so far been kept waiting for the big screen bow of Mescal. Here, as 30 year old Calum, young father to 11 year old girl Sophie, he takes on a similarly brooding, almost tragically emotionally distant character. There's clearly some shared DNA between this and Connell in Normal People, but as much as that role showed us how nuanced and capable he was as a performer, Aftersun expands on that further, making Calum one of the most relatable and troubled father figures in recent memory.</p><p>The strength of the film undoubtedly lies in the bond between Calum and Sophie, so close in age that they're mistaken for sister and older brother by other holidaymakers. Amicably separated from Sophie's mother who has moved on to have a family with someone else, this holiday is Calum's opportunity to spend quality time with his daughter over the summer break before she returns to the normality of her life in Scotland, as well as find the serenity he desperately needs in his life. Despite the pent up issues he struggles to hide - presented through undisclosed injuries and disappearances that he can't explain to his daughter - Calum is immensely proud to have Sophie and wants to steer her in the right way in life, having honest discussions with her about drugs and the experiences she may have ahead of her as she grows up, but also giving plenty of room for her to be a kid (playing with the older teens, having a holiday romance with a boy from the arcades - solely based around their shared appreciation for a motorbike racing game), alongside the bonding sightseeing experiences they have together. Even then, when departing a tour bus, rather than following the crowd of tourists they break away from the pack for a momentary dance/tai chi break to cleanse their minds.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1hQYR3OI8YuyMB8vxajrcSJuy6CceIM3-MYYN0xu2ggq0K38apy_4OvesYaFn1gvN69lhxTTrtEiWi_umOEthQUDt59xY8ogOQRKk0od_FzuDS9FKzJtTsCplfbqNBVF2UfwXpYGYS1L8LZ8cloncww74AG5OxEPAz3UQUBmCtqER2_koYRZTPhJ/s1100/aftersun%20mescal%20corio.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="1100" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1hQYR3OI8YuyMB8vxajrcSJuy6CceIM3-MYYN0xu2ggq0K38apy_4OvesYaFn1gvN69lhxTTrtEiWi_umOEthQUDt59xY8ogOQRKk0od_FzuDS9FKzJtTsCplfbqNBVF2UfwXpYGYS1L8LZ8cloncww74AG5OxEPAz3UQUBmCtqER2_koYRZTPhJ/w587-h330/aftersun%20mescal%20corio.png" width="587" /></a></div><p>But it's with Sophie, the central character of the film played by Frankie Corio, that the film shows its true heart. With flashes of a modern day Sophie (the film is framed by the replaying of an old camcorded holiday video) suggesting how the memories of this formative experience has shaped her life, the younger iteration is a delight to be around. Curious and confident, she's full of childlike wonder at the world ahead of her, glimpsed through the lives of the teens at the resort and the father she adores. She's grown-up in the way 11 year old girls are in comparison to boys, but not opposed to doing kid stuff like getting a braid in her hair (a holiday institution, of course) or performing karaoke in front of the rest of the resort. Corio is excellent as the charming, adorably precocious Sophie, watching and reaching out to her father as the age difference between them seems to shrink as the story progresses and she understands more about life. And Mescal emerges as one of the most exciting actors of his generation, using his now trademark restraint to speak volumes.</p><p>Filled with so many flashes of sun-drenched joy and bittersweet moments, anchored by a beautifully melodic score from cellist/composer Oliver Coates, this is a fantastic debut for writer/director Charlotte Wells, that clearly draws from her own memories of the era. Aftersun is a deeply moving experience that will have you nostalgic for an easier, simpler time, asking you to pause and think back on your own experiences and how they've shaped your life.</p><p>This is something special.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>5/5</b></span></p><p>Aftersun was part of this year's <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/lff/Online/default.asp">London Film Festival</a>. It will be released in cinemas by Mubi on November 18th.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-10355468321835197062022-07-15T15:14:00.004+01:002023-06-01T19:06:47.012+01:00A BUNCH OF AMATEURS - Sheffield DocFest 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bNB1hrj8RZh4e9N_d3LI4JaBugs2iY2OVk1YH_GZI-i-4v9GXjN2XG2ROncEdeAWspuzJOkrSfbolrdag0wUIX6REWGd7zxemNpoq5OLCe9fCH06IATwzVvUNlysI4fyisursYvadKzmdGvy7NLUCdEKiQlY-N29nY_uiZ-Ux1AK4D9T2dHDN0RG/s1276/a%20bunch%20of%20amateurs%20doc%20poster.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1276" data-original-width="878" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bNB1hrj8RZh4e9N_d3LI4JaBugs2iY2OVk1YH_GZI-i-4v9GXjN2XG2ROncEdeAWspuzJOkrSfbolrdag0wUIX6REWGd7zxemNpoq5OLCe9fCH06IATwzVvUNlysI4fyisursYvadKzmdGvy7NLUCdEKiQlY-N29nY_uiZ-Ux1AK4D9T2dHDN0RG/w440-h640/a%20bunch%20of%20amateurs%20doc%20poster.png" width="440" /></a></div><p>With the future of the group growing ever uncertain, the Bradford Movie Makers look for ways to raise funds to keep their dilapidated clubhouse going. But with flytippers, vulgar graffiti, arson, an increasingly ageing roster of members and a global pandemic in the way, it will take all of their organisational skills to attract an audience for their makeshift masterpieces.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="363" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/6ftcj9eTq3Q" width="437" youtube-src-id="6ftcj9eTq3Q"></iframe></div><p>Meeting every Monday since 1932, clubs like the Bradford Movie Makers might be a rarity these days, but were once seen across the country. Now one of the longest surviving groups of its kind, they've weathered the storms of a dwindling membership and the general apathy of the community around them to continue creating their low (more accurately no) budget films such as gothic horror Appointment in Walthamstow and Harry's passion project of a Bradford set re-staging of Oklahoma, complete with him singing from atop a horse. As to why it's still called Oklahoma, you'd have to take that up with Harry and his artistic vision.</p><p>Shot over the course of a few years, Kim Hopkins's documentary digs into the lives of some of the key members of this eclectic group of grumpy old men, like the unbridled visionary Harry (the key quote as he puts together the credits for his film - "I want it to keep saying my name", the glib response being "I wonder why"), former club president Colin, and troubled directorial genius Phil. Despite their stoicism and occasional inability to express themselves, Hopkins is able to capture some truly moving moments within the group, like the quietly dignified Colin making the trip to the clubhouse following some tragic personal news, just to be around those who know him best. On the opposite end of the scale is the perpetually optimistic Marie, who's bravely stepped into this boy's club to get the community involved and save the club from bankruptcy.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNf8PzsoYjKQJfJTFcQvWpLH3OYoRKLMn3j2UhOw-STMP1qujF9ot76rbcOcu2SDSmUBI7p4PKQ5d-3L_UddCLeetskbVGZtNKMKitagq4U6njATf2r7BAkERsGr8uIGlX6WivlfF06Pc-_388lTY3PmmNzNiTtx3Qggtw_4-9XXw4B3iIrKN30tI/s2041/a%20bunch%20of%20amateurs%20harry%20docfest.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1458" data-original-width="2041" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNf8PzsoYjKQJfJTFcQvWpLH3OYoRKLMn3j2UhOw-STMP1qujF9ot76rbcOcu2SDSmUBI7p4PKQ5d-3L_UddCLeetskbVGZtNKMKitagq4U6njATf2r7BAkERsGr8uIGlX6WivlfF06Pc-_388lTY3PmmNzNiTtx3Qggtw_4-9XXw4B3iIrKN30tI/w606-h434/a%20bunch%20of%20amateurs%20harry%20docfest.jpg" width="606" /></a></div><p>At its heart, A Bunch of Amateurs captures that renegade charm associated with filmmaking, with director Phil Wainman a more competent version of American Movie's Mark Borchardt, despite his often heated disagreements with other members of the creative team. The films, whether spoofs, remakes or based on original material, bring to mind the films within a film from Michel Gondry's Be Kind Rewind and Garth Jennings's Son of Rambow, but with a decidedly more English, more Bradford sensibility to them. And that's not to say they're bad either. Phil proudly displays the awards he's won for his trippy, avant garde short films, and some of the filmmaking techniques put to use - such as digitally disguising a young female horse rider as the vastly differently proportioned Harry - are impressive feats of amateur filmmaking.</p><p>A mixture of community spirit, individual character study and with an overall love of films and filmmaking, A Bunch of Amateurs effortlessly captures the lives of these tortured artists and miniature Cecil B. DeMilles, all with the goal of making their scaled down version of Hollywood with their friends. I wouldn't be surprised to see a fiction film adaptation within the next couple of years (Honestly, I can already picture Patrick Stewart, Brian Blessed and Jane Horrocks lining up for this), but of course, documentary is always the best way to tell a true story, and Hopkins delivers a charming and uplifting one here. Even when Covid hits and the group is forced to find new ways to hold their meetings, it proves that even against the odds, the show must go on.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p><p><a href="https://sheffdocfest.com/film/bunch-amateurs" target="_blank">A Bunch of Amateurs</a> screened as part of the 2022 Sheffield International Documentary Festival (DocFest). More information about the festival and its line-up can be found <a href="https://sheffdocfest.com" target="_blank">here</a>.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-51235978270218274322022-07-15T15:09:00.000+01:002022-08-04T15:10:13.851+01:00MCENROE - Sheffield DocFest 2022<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvbP2HvEuISyxxTgYdd5_opStVBpQedkFVFk4g_j-X4Y4B0JxO6Jbhw-nr8ZcgyV4ikQM3CoTOr3tHbShKlBvLf_vHBVhr2hwmIc_nPkKtl92jFWT8ck9J6GvDGFv6dUStWbrSHZGqHMv-Lkq4UK2NoJY021vyLQVAviZvkLxw0FtxbRUhWlri-6D/s1278/Mcenroe%20doc%20poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1278" data-original-width="882" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvbP2HvEuISyxxTgYdd5_opStVBpQedkFVFk4g_j-X4Y4B0JxO6Jbhw-nr8ZcgyV4ikQM3CoTOr3tHbShKlBvLf_vHBVhr2hwmIc_nPkKtl92jFWT8ck9J6GvDGFv6dUStWbrSHZGqHMv-Lkq4UK2NoJY021vyLQVAviZvkLxw0FtxbRUhWlri-6D/w442-h640/Mcenroe%20doc%20poster.jpg" width="442" /></a></div><p>Taking in the highs and lows of his sporting career, this revealing documentary follows tennis superstar John McEnroe's meteoric rise as tennis's new "super-brat" superstar in the early 1980s, his long standing rivalry with Bjórn Borg and his habit of self sabotaging his career under the immense weight of the new-found celebrity status he was ill prepared for.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="364" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/wEPAWluNR5k" width="478" youtube-src-id="wEPAWluNR5k"></iframe></div><p>To tell the story of the bad boy of tennis and the long journey to where he is now as a respected pundit and commentator of the sport, director Barney Douglas employs a storytelling device with mixed results, having McEnroe travel from his childhood home of Douglaston, NY to the nearly empty streets of New York City, wordlessly encountering key figures from his past along the way. But having McEnroe come across Bille Jean King in a train station waiting room and not interacting with her, or hearing the words of his father spoken through the receiver of a payphone to which he cannot reply, suggests the film's central subject wants to keep his past at a distance. An outstretched arms length whilst an ace roars past him. This doesn't seem ring true in McEnroe's on camera interviews that feature prominently in the film, as he's remarkably open and self-reflective for someone with such an infamously tempestuous past.</p><p>Sure, Douglas's film - with input from McEnroe and family - is far from a celebration of his bad boy antics, focussing more on his sporting achievements (which in discussions of McEnroe are often forgotten about in favour of his celebrity status), but the film finds its weightiest moments when it looks at McEnroe's familial relationships - in particular the one he had with his father and manager, John Snr. A business relationship that took precedence over their personal one, the interviews McEnroe gives reveal a lot of restrained anger and resentment that's not entirely been unpacked yet.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZiUQdVdBLcF7ngFj3Bj-SNITzF252BjhD4GJ1o2Vz4FP3qaSeguvT4zUq1EyuKr2ADcaVYQ6kHamI9hX5kusWjW4_jh5ZHSQQNCCehfX1U7488t2UdBlY1nAXwHY6-OpMC-Z8pj35U0-PVYJ01LDbpl5IeNdFtg1I1gM2zjZydid_5Qq9CyoTT1ai/s620/mcenroe%20doc%20nyc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="372" data-original-width="620" height="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZiUQdVdBLcF7ngFj3Bj-SNITzF252BjhD4GJ1o2Vz4FP3qaSeguvT4zUq1EyuKr2ADcaVYQ6kHamI9hX5kusWjW4_jh5ZHSQQNCCehfX1U7488t2UdBlY1nAXwHY6-OpMC-Z8pj35U0-PVYJ01LDbpl5IeNdFtg1I1gM2zjZydid_5Qq9CyoTT1ai/w585-h353/mcenroe%20doc%20nyc.jpg" width="585" /></a></div><p>Likewise his rivalry with Bjórn Borg. Now both elder statesmen of tennis, the doc makes great use of their memories of that time through the extensive archive material available, with thrilling footage from their many face-offs taking up a fair amount of screen time; although the inability to get them both in a room together - Borg, happily retired and at a lakeside retreat in Sweden, was restricted from travelling due to Covid - leaves the film missing a crucial component in telling the full story of their sporting battles.</p><p>Among the less successful aspects of the film, Douglas employs a flashy Tron/Escape from New York-style line grid motif, peppered throughout in the hope of placing McEnroe's histrionics in a modern context of his mind simply wanting put things in order. A flashy light display that's hard to see the relevance of, it's overkill for a film that already employs one device to varied success. Although not formally diagnosed with mild autism or Aspergers, Douglas's film makes clear that some tell-tell signs are there, and as John's wife Patty describes, are the path to understanding the real man. There's interviews with some of his children, looking back at the mania that came with their famous father and how it effected their lives. Notably not as guarded as their father, the late addition of these interviews are among the highlights of the film.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOhRaBpue4t2YGxvmcbLEGSLdB1z3Wj_K0wcj7ool8kEHvZfClNc3eSiu5_PwnbI6DgZh0xuG4PBtgnRIEWAYXLc0lQdMbfDrlaf-d-Jb1h0BNhL1_YFeg_XuotouwHDe4q4i7ItKJuwtRUUMPkAf7apXItF7xrTIjm0lFFUj_o-WtvIcq8jtQm8Sr/s1000/mcenroe%20doc%20champ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="1000" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOhRaBpue4t2YGxvmcbLEGSLdB1z3Wj_K0wcj7ool8kEHvZfClNc3eSiu5_PwnbI6DgZh0xuG4PBtgnRIEWAYXLc0lQdMbfDrlaf-d-Jb1h0BNhL1_YFeg_XuotouwHDe4q4i7ItKJuwtRUUMPkAf7apXItF7xrTIjm0lFFUj_o-WtvIcq8jtQm8Sr/w603-h339/mcenroe%20doc%20champ.jpg" width="603" /></a></div><p>Biographical documentaries made with the active involvement of the key figure (and family) always run the risk of being self-aggrandising exercises in pompous self promotion. That's not to sat McEnroe's story isn't an interesting one to tell, but this doc (exec produced by McEnroe) suffers a little from hero-worshipping its subject. Perhaps that's to be expected from a documentary titled McEnroe, and it does hold his behaviour to account to some degree whilst respectfully not digging into some painful moments in his personal life, but there's the unavoidable feeling that there's more of McEnroe's story to tell. But for fans of McEnroe or for those wanting to find out some more about him, this documentary serves well as a potted history of the man, and the myth that comes with him.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">3/5</span></b></p><p>McEnroe screened as part of this year's Sheffield DocFest, and is now on general release.</p><p><br /></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-49673879459742363022022-04-06T15:55:00.003+01:002022-05-13T12:24:42.096+01:00THE HERMIT OF TREIG review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPcy-OTHJB9a3pHzMPmj-h9vwG9LhYToYAigszjWNnWsgxPGAD9pAyNq2bv5oEK_iDAnRo-CKOjOGupyMPX0LdTvQ6U9ayZOP3nCT2j4Yg7ZsJ5eK8nOhdtEOw2ANdZj_0jWrkImrFeZgPMDWxgn_k2ZAenNBOXA9qevoXblddk0wIJDbr3pEtXgUI/s1920/hermit%20of%20treig%20ken%20poster.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1296" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPcy-OTHJB9a3pHzMPmj-h9vwG9LhYToYAigszjWNnWsgxPGAD9pAyNq2bv5oEK_iDAnRo-CKOjOGupyMPX0LdTvQ6U9ayZOP3nCT2j4Yg7ZsJ5eK8nOhdtEOw2ANdZj_0jWrkImrFeZgPMDWxgn_k2ZAenNBOXA9qevoXblddk0wIJDbr3pEtXgUI/w432-h640/hermit%20of%20treig%20ken%20poster.jpeg" width="432" /></a></div><p>After living a lone, solitary life for 40 years, you'd expect Ken Smith to be a grumpy old loner. On the contrary, his is a life built on his own desire to live life on his own terms, but he's welcoming to those who pass by his little cabin on the hills surrounding Loch Treig. Among those visitors is debut director Lizzie MacKenzie, who after knowing Ken for 7 years, persuaded him to allow her to document his unique day to day life.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="331" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gHS8_-BKhDA" width="461" youtube-src-id="gHS8_-BKhDA"></iframe></div><p>With a shared passion for photography that's helped forge their bond (Ken has spent decades capturing the beauty of the Loch and the flora and fauna of the surrounding woodlands), Lizzie - whose voice is ever present off camera, talking to Ken - tries to find out why Ken chose this lifestyle, and what he will do when it becomes too unsafe for a man of his advancing years to live so far away from the rest of the world.</p><p>Suffering a traumatic attack when he was 26 that lead to a brain haemorrhage and told he'd never walk or talk again, Ken defied the odds by recovering, then decided not to live on anyone else's terms again. After travelling the world he settled at Loch Treig because of its unique beauty and isolated nature. "It's known as the lonely Loch. There's no roads here". Building his own log cabin filled with diaries, notebooks, photographs and slides, living his life the way he wants has been his life's work - but with his once dark hair and beard as white as the snow on the ground around his cabin, the question of what his remaining days will be like lingers, despite Ken's assertion that he plans to live to 102. He knows he didn't choose an easy life, having to walk 27 miles to nearby Fort William and back again when he needs to do something as everyday as posting a letter, but he clearly feels at home on the banks of the Loch, stating "I think if you love the land, it sort of loves you back. It loves you in all the things it produces for you".</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJejiYsLw6BGblNB53delT0OrzNKOkr3oj3EJlMP2psQW24wiM4vIvows_1ciwLnCknzL2kt-AsN1gR0RInQLJqrBo3xI0kRnGT06INfHcK7-1Kld0Zzq7aWzSSAZKaw6aAIY__oBX3LMx9I1nW2VZpV-9I-0rojXlDj2fjnlQnXuvCkLMf7VJ6qBc/s2000/hermit%20of%20treig%20ken%20landscape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1335" data-original-width="2000" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJejiYsLw6BGblNB53delT0OrzNKOkr3oj3EJlMP2psQW24wiM4vIvows_1ciwLnCknzL2kt-AsN1gR0RInQLJqrBo3xI0kRnGT06INfHcK7-1Kld0Zzq7aWzSSAZKaw6aAIY__oBX3LMx9I1nW2VZpV-9I-0rojXlDj2fjnlQnXuvCkLMf7VJ6qBc/w601-h402/hermit%20of%20treig%20ken%20landscape.jpg" width="601" /></a></div><p>The Hermit of Treig is a wonderfully moving, deeply personal documentary about life, ageing, and most importantly, those connections with others that add joy to our lives. His only regular contact with the outside world is a beacon he has to use once a week so the local authorities know he's okay, but Ken clearly loves having Lizzie around, eagerly showing photos of the first log cabin he built before it burnt down - even going so far as to mock up a charming miniature replica from sticks - and playing up to the camera with his many weather-worn hats, and she similarly enjoys his company too, her camera quietly picking up on his failing memory when he misses diary entries or forgets conversations about his blooming roses. It's a gentle, thoughtful commentary that's respectful of Ken and his tenacity.</p><p>A fascinating character study with a real emotional punch over the sacrifices his way of life have cost him (Ken reads a letter he sent to his parents when on his travels, hoping they'd meet him at Heathrow airport but unaware they'd passed away in his absence), it in turn shows the strength Ken draws from the landscape around him. As he puts it, "it's a nice life, ain't it? Everybody wishes they could do it, but nobody ever does." The strikes of his axe might be coming down softer than in previous years, but in spite of his wavering vision and balance and a health scare that leads to a brief hospitalisation, he's not ready to give up his singular world just yet, and who could blame him.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4/5</b></span></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-90608430949881759122022-03-24T16:39:00.257+00:002022-04-13T10:51:14.992+01:00COP SECRET - BFI Flare Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GCttVbqSA_MN9SxBFr6VgPvFPyTTSEJIb7k1cDbXL54m7Z-IxwS7cuSFXYkqJQWGW8z72hoMqox3LeScP7d9dUDO9T6zFG48Hu0_3OoCqqB2W-41nhWRb_kjTIyWcZkgy0mX3oezzCr2GFckYS4hVFkAlT1s6GlfLC_ThaoXYy8UG_zJqFSHI_an/s1120/cop%20secret%20poster%20uk.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1120" data-original-width="744" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GCttVbqSA_MN9SxBFr6VgPvFPyTTSEJIb7k1cDbXL54m7Z-IxwS7cuSFXYkqJQWGW8z72hoMqox3LeScP7d9dUDO9T6zFG48Hu0_3OoCqqB2W-41nhWRb_kjTIyWcZkgy0mX3oezzCr2GFckYS4hVFkAlT1s6GlfLC_ThaoXYy8UG_zJqFSHI_an/w426-h640/cop%20secret%20poster%20uk.webp" width="426" /></a></div><p>Going to <span style="font-family: inherit;">extreme measures to protect the mean streets of Reykjavik, no nonsense cop Bússi (Auðunn Blöndal) is</span> known as the toughest cop around. But when a merging of departments sees him given a new partner in the form of Bess (Egill Einarsson), a sharp suited detective also known for getting results, the two must work together to solve a madman's plot to blow up the city's stadium whilst Bússi also confronts the new feelings he has when he's around Bess.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/JRArWdkbpG0" width="487" youtube-src-id="JRArWdkbpG0"></iframe></div><p>Kicking off with an all-action car chase across Reykjavik, we're introduced to the Jason Statham-alike Bússi, (all shaved head and leather jacket) a gruff, manly cop who's not keen on being paired up with the well groomed Bess, a pansexual detective who's going to challenge Bússi to the title of best cop around. Paired together to solve a plot to blow up Reykjavik's stadium during the Iceland v England Women's World Cup, they find themselves quickly falling for each other.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ha4Fslsp8LoFSkAywxSaZihZel-qPpMFpZG8pUh5jtlvPi_0p4MkRQJwgG6VP6lDCsQAD8jmiQ-VweIAm2aj7vtXW9GyHq2YgLRGTFubg-lvLz_ngRymuWtWYR5LmERSUoQuDKi-7eCpCXZ-lhVQiPhB5WJwJpC-6Gn11XhjYWtHi72m2_hrVO8p/s1809/cop%20secret%20bussi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="915" data-original-width="1809" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ha4Fslsp8LoFSkAywxSaZihZel-qPpMFpZG8pUh5jtlvPi_0p4MkRQJwgG6VP6lDCsQAD8jmiQ-VweIAm2aj7vtXW9GyHq2YgLRGTFubg-lvLz_ngRymuWtWYR5LmERSUoQuDKi-7eCpCXZ-lhVQiPhB5WJwJpC-6Gn11XhjYWtHi72m2_hrVO8p/w563-h285/cop%20secret%20bussi.png" width="563" /></a></div><p>The mismatched duo forced to work together until they find common ground is a long standing cliche in Hollywood, particularly with cop movies starring big, bald actors about renegade detectives who don't play by the rules. Such is the height of hyper-masculinity in action movies that it's surprising it's taken this long for someone to take the next logical step, converting that homo-eroticism into a full blown romance between its two leading men. With a wry comedic set up backing up the all action premise, surely it's a formula that can't fail? Sadly, Cop Secret, despite its best efforts, is not the success it should have been. There's things to enjoy in its appreciation of action movies, from its ridiculous villain, Rikki Ferrari (inexplicably, but enjoyably, the only character who speaks English language at all times), angry shouty police chiefs, to adhering to the classic buddy comedy formula, albeit with the obvious twist thrown in.</p><p>But in sticking so close to a formula the story feels far too generic, taking inspiration from bad cop movies but not turning those ideas into something more exciting. For want of a better term, Cop Secret plays it straight-faced, but when skewering the action genre cliches, the likes of Edgar Wright's Hot Fuzz and Shane Black's Kiss Kiss Bang Bang did it better. Let's be clear that Cop Secret isn't actively trying to compete with the likes of Vin Diesel, Jason Statham and The Rock, with some ropey digital explosions showing the budgetary limitations. But it is offering a commentary on Hollywood's action genre cinema, including its aversion to including anything openly queer within its narrative, and has some success with that. There's nothing scandalous or inappropriate about the central love affair, and it's there the film does break some new ground.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggG6Kzxb7lDSr3aRzV42jyvXJp8YRZLXlVbQ-c00yfGNia7V5W20JmW8WSmRXXs3j4kl0KJ2v-YHU1zu991unP0o-W6niYDt70Slo-Ihg4oLGfuz7THzzbDwOJ7B-9pKFWYzVlhhDCMDhgdAyPiR7xE1yo6JHUxdsFAHcYDf0WTv19GRG3U2QINp-2/s1279/cop%20secret%20pair.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="658" data-original-width="1279" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggG6Kzxb7lDSr3aRzV42jyvXJp8YRZLXlVbQ-c00yfGNia7V5W20JmW8WSmRXXs3j4kl0KJ2v-YHU1zu991unP0o-W6niYDt70Slo-Ihg4oLGfuz7THzzbDwOJ7B-9pKFWYzVlhhDCMDhgdAyPiR7xE1yo6JHUxdsFAHcYDf0WTv19GRG3U2QINp-2/w588-h305/cop%20secret%20pair.png" width="588" /></a></div><p>Dire<span style="font-family: inherit;">cted by <span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;">Han</span><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="background-color: white;">nes Halldórsson</span>, a</span></span><span style="color: #333333;">n Icelandic goalkeeper turned filmmaker - and written by <span style="background-color: white;">Halldórsson</span> and his two leading men - it's a genre experiment that you fi</span>nd yourself willing to be better, so close it is to striking gold by mixing up the action genre formulas. Sadly, the end result doesn't quite work as a spoof, satire or straight-up action flick.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">2.5/5</span></b></p><p>Cop Secret screened as part of this year's BFI Flare Film Festival. More information about the festival and the films included can be found <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/flare/Online/" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-15682341274263969142022-03-16T10:32:00.001+00:002022-03-31T19:31:50.493+01:00A-HA: THE MOVIE - Glasgow Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinP-ddatwynNnJyG_Fgb8w_UH3i996AlNsm4Jm1VKGACulbyPXPJCJ85rzgkKDU7z-vqgloMkkrkiOZKrtLQ0_iCckgWtgKKCPc370dWrobW9_cEOuQSfiUUNrx0MRq4gvofpwr5lNlJDjyTauuDz0F7o6cHd8NDVPyi4Xw8K5aKxdpQqYS6f-h340/s1429/a%20ha%20the%20movie%20poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1429" data-original-width="1000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinP-ddatwynNnJyG_Fgb8w_UH3i996AlNsm4Jm1VKGACulbyPXPJCJ85rzgkKDU7z-vqgloMkkrkiOZKrtLQ0_iCckgWtgKKCPc370dWrobW9_cEOuQSfiUUNrx0MRq4gvofpwr5lNlJDjyTauuDz0F7o6cHd8NDVPyi4Xw8K5aKxdpQqYS6f-h340/w450-h640/a%20ha%20the%20movie%20poster.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><p>Following Norwegian pop-stars A-Ha as they prepare for their latest tour, this new documentary reveals a wealth of information about the band's history, their solo projects, and how they crafted their most widely known contribution to pop, their 1985 classic hit, Take On Me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="410" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bKyHdGN_mUo" width="494" youtube-src-id="bKyHdGN_mUo"></iframe></div><p>Having sold in excess of 50 million albums over the last 40 years, A-Ha are still touring to this day. In preparation for their most recent stretch of shows and a coveted appearance on MTV's Unplugged, the band allowed cameras to follow their rehearsal progress, including personal interviews that reveal what has kept Norway's biggest musical export going for so long.</p><p>In a creative decision that was inevitable, the filmmakers employ the pencil sketch animation style of Steve Barron's classic music video for <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djV11Xbc914" target="_blank">Take On Me</a>, which - although impressively rendered - mercifully only lasts the duration of the introductory flashbacks that reveal the band members' childhoods. Around the first 15 minutes of the film. It's fitting that the iconic visual motif is used to this extent, as the whole film could be about the band's desire to escape from the long shadow their biggest hit has cast over them. They may have been accused of being 'one hit wonders' over the years, but racked up a number of hits (including the Bond theme for The Living Daylights). Even so, they would freely admit that their career has been defined by their signature song.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHyFwtKQh4HjUCWyhtabR3eTq5WjX67AsuZdpv40i-sp8ixArzHHukh2Mavcc1u9Z9NZruD_ilNExbE9g9biF_4TGr7bsvH5J8O-Jph_fWxBXmPgI94o-kPGJy2Zq_5gQxGsStOC3tura61i2zHOg_glOBJtXQuXtADDue8JM6VoMr7OI-ZtepkFFy/s971/a%20ha%20morten%20magne%20pal.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="547" data-original-width="971" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHyFwtKQh4HjUCWyhtabR3eTq5WjX67AsuZdpv40i-sp8ixArzHHukh2Mavcc1u9Z9NZruD_ilNExbE9g9biF_4TGr7bsvH5J8O-Jph_fWxBXmPgI94o-kPGJy2Zq_5gQxGsStOC3tura61i2zHOg_glOBJtXQuXtADDue8JM6VoMr7OI-ZtepkFFy/w595-h335/a%20ha%20morten%20magne%20pal.png" width="595" /></a></div><p>The pop band biopic has seen some interesting new twists in recent years, perhaps most notably Bros's After The Screaming Stops which leaned heavily on the ridiculous Anvil-like aspects of pop stardom, painting the brothers Goss to be somewhat disconnected from reality. Here directors Thomas Robsahm and Aslaug Holm deliver a much more grounded portrait of their subjects, largely thanks to the influence of Magne and <span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;">Pål, the two key songwriters of the group. </span>We get to learn about the band's humble origins, from schoolboy musical experimentation <span style="font-family: inherit;">between Magne and </span><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;">Pål</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span>, to the bizarre coincidence that one of the witnesses to Magne's father's plane crash death was his future bandmate, Morten, </span></span><span style="color: #333333;"><span>years</span></span><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> before they met. P</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;">ropelled by a strange sense of destiny </span><span style="color: #333333;">that the trio were going to perform together, they reminisce how as cocksure teenagers they manifested "we're going to be international </span><span style="color: #333333;">popstars... Norway's too small for us" before heading off to London in 1981 in search of fame, fortune and that elusive chart-topper.</span></p><p><span style="color: #333333;">If you know anything about A-Ha, other than their early success with the MTV hit Take On Me and their Bond theme for The Living Daylights, it's probably focused on frontman Morten Harket, and the legions of adoring fans he has maintained since the 80s. A striking, elfish looking man who has the level of sex appeal you'd hope a lead singer to have, this meant that his two bandmates were pushed out of <span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">frame somewhat. Thankfully for the band's harmony, this film makes clear that Magne and </span></span><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;">Pål </span><span style="color: #333333;">neither courted this kind of attention or begrudge Morten for having it. Throughout the film there's a number of comic moments where they see the funny side of being an after thought when greeted by hoteliers and fans across the world who want to fawn all over Morten, who's perfected a polite smile for the camera when he's clearly weary of the attention he receives.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEvxpch_Mib7i0o9wAr98kZktzc3dApKb3EO_FS9PY0WrtRXiKksjbHxq0GS2W9HNPUh18t5Tu1XfPpqdICOB3x04vXudVyf_OabbMf430v8Ekx1a_zCiKyBohbisMyQeZ7E5-HjXvsxqrvLnCW_KN9gfUMa781UT1wOlzM3pgTnRkXDNHAQflcyIl/s1920/a%20ha%20the%20movie%20recent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEvxpch_Mib7i0o9wAr98kZktzc3dApKb3EO_FS9PY0WrtRXiKksjbHxq0GS2W9HNPUh18t5Tu1XfPpqdICOB3x04vXudVyf_OabbMf430v8Ekx1a_zCiKyBohbisMyQeZ7E5-HjXvsxqrvLnCW_KN9gfUMa781UT1wOlzM3pgTnRkXDNHAQflcyIl/w603-h339/a%20ha%20the%20movie%20recent.jpg" width="603" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #333333;">What's surprising about this documentary is that it avoids the temptation to focus its attention on frontman Morten (who, frankly, is the least interesting of the three), giving the same weight to Magne and </span><span style="color: #333333;">Pål's lives and projects away from the band. There's equal narration from all three men, and a revealing look at their surprising musical and artistic depths that would be unknown to all but the most hardcore of fans. There's also discontent within the band always threatening to bubble up to the surface, namely the age old issue with songwriting credits and the share of the royalties. It's here the documentary has the most drama, with the highlight being </span>the deep dive into the production of Take On Me in the early-to-mid 80s. Based on a keyboard riff Magne wrote at 14 years old but largely credited to <span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;">Pål</span>, it went through numerous guises (different versions were released at least twice in various territories) before emerging as the reworked synth-pop classic we all know and love.</p><p>Still, despite the usual dramas you'd expect to find in a band who've been together for 40 years, A-Ha: The Movie doesn't offer much in a way of turmoil. There's a hint that producing a new record might bring old resentments to the front, but they're clearly a tight-knit unit that still pack stadiums on tours, and have been an acknowledged influence on bands like Coldplay. A-Ha: The Movie is a fan-pleasing portrait of the band, but for newcomers or casual observers will offer a surprising level of detail about their long career too.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">3.5/5</span></b></p><p>A-Ha: The Movie screened as part of this year's Glasgow Film Festival. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://glasgowfilm.org/glasgow-film-festival" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-60461286569149611042022-03-12T10:36:00.000+00:002022-03-30T14:36:57.234+01:00ONCE UPON A TIME IN UGANDA - Glasgow Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAnABFqzJaHPLiX8BelM8k7bWF-w_-YPMSvA7K37SGXTTkpbV1t9NN2aX3etwNVRs4i1i0YdKE40w2MIbOW3mUdk4TjgfMl3528CE5UOGLLkN5L23PWt_9dCGObTMu5jgPhPYJJCRFNvhzEFV0oNFRpdgZFYG2n4esxE-LfEWtfR7jtmBmYGl7jDD/s2161/once%20upon%20a%20time%20in%20uganda%20poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2161" data-original-width="1530" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAnABFqzJaHPLiX8BelM8k7bWF-w_-YPMSvA7K37SGXTTkpbV1t9NN2aX3etwNVRs4i1i0YdKE40w2MIbOW3mUdk4TjgfMl3528CE5UOGLLkN5L23PWt_9dCGObTMu5jgPhPYJJCRFNvhzEFV0oNFRpdgZFYG2n4esxE-LfEWtfR7jtmBmYGl7jDD/w454-h640/once%20upon%20a%20time%20in%20uganda%20poster.jpg" width="454" /></a></div></div><p>Growing up watching the Sly Stallone and Chuck Norris action films of the 1980s, Isaac Nabwana dreamt of one day making his own films in his home town of Wakaliga, Uganda. Armed with a digital camera and his own ingenuity building sets, props and camera jibs, as well as drafting in locals to stars for his super low budget action extravaganzas, his films soon found a dedicating cult following online. Among those fans was New York based filmmaker Alan Hofmanis who, after seeing Isaac's film, Who Killed Captain Alex? back in 2012, decided to move to Uganda to help build this emerging film industry, better known as Wakaliwood.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="372" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/aoaoH_6Povg" width="553" youtube-src-id="aoaoH_6Povg"></iframe></div><p>Directed by Cathryne Czubek and Hugo Perez, this documentary explores Isaac's filmmaking techniques on little to no budget (estimates for the overall production cost for Who Killed Captain Alex? range from $85 up to $200), and Alan's efforts to launch Isaac to a wider global audience, acting as producer, promoter, boom operator, as well as getting roped into appearing in some films as the only Muzungu (white man) in the area, and therefore the perfect casting for a specific Ugandan movie trope - "beat up the white man". The only problem is finding him a suitable stunt double - something they get around by 'whiting up' a black actor.</p><p>In what many would deem to be an act of madness, this doc effectively captures why Hofmanis would be willing to uproot his entire life for this emerging film industry. A struggling filmmaker himself, it's quite touching how sincere his appreciation for Isaac's films is despite their clear budgetary limitations, and his non-wavering belief that he could be the next big thing if audiences are given the opportunity to see such films as Crazy World, Bad Black, and the upcoming Ebola Hunter. There's a great dynamic between the two men, and despite their cultural differences the only real signs of artistic discontent appear when a high profile local media mogul offers Isaac the opportunity to make a Captain Alex TV series for his network, something Alan feels will distract from his efforts to launch Isaac's films internationally, with the prospect that the Toronto International Film Festival will be willing to feature his latest film at one of their legendary and influential Midnight Madness screenings.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2XQk18pwhzqe-lAce0gtrKRFTlZv8fyRyVcqN4viyVU9W6Gn1NZ920QT1GCEat3KpCIgWafyl3Qu88xHE1WSsLDslBIIuqoXoy2f4DlMs4NXvGARN8KWgbLqM6dOepSPkb8JsqhmPZnL9Bxj6wqPYjXTguJEsfnKslHGT-_TqeWzShikkMdajlnD/s1280/uganda%20alan%20isaac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2XQk18pwhzqe-lAce0gtrKRFTlZv8fyRyVcqN4viyVU9W6Gn1NZ920QT1GCEat3KpCIgWafyl3Qu88xHE1WSsLDslBIIuqoXoy2f4DlMs4NXvGARN8KWgbLqM6dOepSPkb8JsqhmPZnL9Bxj6wqPYjXTguJEsfnKslHGT-_TqeWzShikkMdajlnD/w604-h340/uganda%20alan%20isaac.jpg" width="604" /></a></div>Wakaliwood is proper low budget, DIY filmmaking that makes Troma or The Asylum look like a 300 million Michael Bay production, offering something so pure and unjaded about the filmmaking process that Isaac and Alan are easy figures to root for. It's open for debate as to whether Isaac is the next big action movie director or more akin to Tommy Wiseau or Neil Breen, but you can't dispute his commitment to filmmaking and making it an integral part of his community, going so far as to train the local kids in martial arts so they can one day appear in one of his films.<p></p><p>Radiating with a love for action movies, Once Upon a Time in Uganda is a fascinating look at what collaboration and the filmmaking process can create, showing how a lack of budget can't get in the way of the joy of bringing people together through cinema.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3/5</b></span></p><p>Once Upon a Time in Uganda screened as part of this year's Glasgow Film Festival. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://glasgowfilm.org/glasgow-film-festival" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-26635930924368867762022-03-10T16:21:00.002+00:002022-03-11T13:59:35.219+00:00ANGRY YOUNG MEN - Glasgow Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeoVcEYzu3XftvAPYLR3uaKm36dkDDFeOYPTbTUhIV44DEX2swADW1gcGFlD_fNOMTp_-feFcyGVsIBF9_ahhETq2oKocs7kZT-up217ctqCklHz2nCVd_KnEhYYrS71kpX7Q4XlOe4O8LoXh54ICGeqRSv2TVawfP-eCtsaycvA1Gc4seBB2W-Kdi=s1290" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1290" data-original-width="1032" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeoVcEYzu3XftvAPYLR3uaKm36dkDDFeOYPTbTUhIV44DEX2swADW1gcGFlD_fNOMTp_-feFcyGVsIBF9_ahhETq2oKocs7kZT-up217ctqCklHz2nCVd_KnEhYYrS71kpX7Q4XlOe4O8LoXh54ICGeqRSv2TVawfP-eCtsaycvA1Gc4seBB2W-Kdi=w512-h640" width="512" /></a></div><p>When one their gang is found beaten and bloodied, The Bramble Boys discover a new group of heavies called The Campbell Group have moved in on their territory, and are recruiting the youths from the estate so they can gain control of the local milk round. Soon enough, spilt milk turn to spilt blood as the rival gangs embark on a bitter turf war and bodies start to pile up when gang warfare breaks out.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="358" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/uQkRrCfpEQQ" width="461" youtube-src-id="uQkRrCfpEQQ"></iframe></div><p>To quote Sean Connery's character in The Untouchables, "they send one of yours to the hospital, you send one of theirs to the morgue". Well, Angry Young Men has a new take on that, instead delivering justice in a bloody wheelie bin. Written and directed by Paul Morris (who also stars as gang leader, Jimmy), Angry Young Men follows the Bramble Boys of Mauchton as they try to protect their estate from interlopers, The Campbell Group. Although the Campbells are better organised and increasingly bigger in number, Jimmy's gang isn't going to back down without a fight.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZMvm5vLfRHsCRzOfbasjPvAJRTLRmQ7dXAY2L-lXn4VorjF9T9WO1lXS-YTCP-xjCxZWLFH1WOTfjvNwXHio9PVPDb6FJyNd7Bi0tm6lyxxKAcQm9gyPmlHWDhurEcvXdWf-xysBFWMfKsjgV44ivn9N0q24zwgWrtm6GgRtYIGBLb57sCKXyZAuw=s1078" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1078" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZMvm5vLfRHsCRzOfbasjPvAJRTLRmQ7dXAY2L-lXn4VorjF9T9WO1lXS-YTCP-xjCxZWLFH1WOTfjvNwXHio9PVPDb6FJyNd7Bi0tm6lyxxKAcQm9gyPmlHWDhurEcvXdWf-xysBFWMfKsjgV44ivn9N0q24zwgWrtm6GgRtYIGBLb57sCKXyZAuw=w602-h337" width="602" /></a></div><p>Produced on a low budget I wouldn't ever dare to guess, Angry Young Men is a testament to what you can do with minimal money but real filmmaking ingenuity. The camera equipment is probably of the kind you could pick up in the sale at Argos and some of the acting is a bit sketchy at times, but when a film is produced with such an independent spirit, I wouldn't hold those things against it for one second. In fact, it all adds to the appeal, as this is an easy film to want to champion. In this alternate world where the ultimate goal is the control of milk supply and gangs walk around in garish uniforms (the Brambles in berets and camouflage ponchos, the Campbells in bomber jackets and white balaclavas), Morris hasn't allowed his ambition to be restrained by the budget, with drone shots and camera moves that give a real sense of the location and its surroundings, as evidenced in an early chase scene between a guy on crutches and four guys in a black Nissan that's well orchestrated and surprisingly tense. It's also pretty funny throughout, with a dry wit cutting through some of the weirder, more fantastical elements of the plot.</p><p>Crucially, despite the odd chuckle at some of the homemade elements (the priest employed for a funeral service has the worst makeshift dog collar I've ever seen), I don't think I was ever not laughing <u>with</u> the film. Fully aware of what its shortcomings are, Morris has clauses written into the script to explain some of the more glaring inconsistencies. Some of the actors' hair inexplicably grows a lot between scenes, but when one of the key characters is told to shave off his hitherto present goatee, it's clearly to cover some out of sequence shooting and a gap in filming. Still, despite the rough edges (or more accurately, because of), even if the ambition outstrips the budgetary restraints, Angry Young Men is so watchable that it's an easy film to cheer on, regardless. It might feel a bit amateur at times, but it also brings to mind the early films of Peter Jackson - like Bad Taste minus the gore. Last time I checked Jackson had done pretty well for himself, and I wouldn't bet against Paul Morris achieving something similar.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgu9kbQv2c344FR7zN_QuLsCZnS9FBQTUZv7Gy32VrNvOwkfg2KwufntU4EYs0KQsWCQYSHGlhG7eoThztD0OGf_gRiQXsFYMm6CldY1xKB37j1YgqYymBdvC70ps_iGebxbLkLYAQEY-W10OI7awJtJFBjpqg-OjTHNZ3wMVUXsubLWWaNIxGiXVkw=s910" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="571" data-original-width="910" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgu9kbQv2c344FR7zN_QuLsCZnS9FBQTUZv7Gy32VrNvOwkfg2KwufntU4EYs0KQsWCQYSHGlhG7eoThztD0OGf_gRiQXsFYMm6CldY1xKB37j1YgqYymBdvC70ps_iGebxbLkLYAQEY-W10OI7awJtJFBjpqg-OjTHNZ3wMVUXsubLWWaNIxGiXVkw=w606-h381" width="606" /></a></div><p>I've attended this year's Glasgow Film Festival without actually going to Glasgow, instead watching the films virtually at home. Of all the great films on the line up, this is the one I'm absolutely gutted I wasn't able to experience with a crowd. Needless to say, when and if this gets a general release and makes it into cinemas, I'll be there with a camouflage poncho on. It's fucking brilliant.</p><p>The wee bastard offspring of Walter Hill's The Warriors and Peter Mullan's NEDS, Paul Morris's micro-budget feature Angry Young Men is one of the highlights of this year's Glasgow Film Festival.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>3.5/5</b></span></p><p>Angry Young Men was part of this year's Glasgow Film Festival. You can find out more about the festival <a href="https://glasgowfilm.org" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-31171032277054019252022-03-05T11:09:00.001+00:002022-03-30T16:08:14.269+01:00REBEL DREAD - Glasgow Film Festival review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh17NGlACQuZYdaP7vQKYKeb3UcCkzHO-fltO0acTCHnt-GvrL46yDV2QM_Q0xM_u04ppXj0hmNKBEhCRZTFS45bpa2Sy1RQWVTnlfTTLB3dHaPdBvlWB2NLKoQR40-6jXMG5_lTVuFJL5vH3lE_WD11cqEZkvi36RHPbsOqODkk0yjuHVtjRkT5omP/s3556/rebel%20dread%20poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3556" data-original-width="2400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh17NGlACQuZYdaP7vQKYKeb3UcCkzHO-fltO0acTCHnt-GvrL46yDV2QM_Q0xM_u04ppXj0hmNKBEhCRZTFS45bpa2Sy1RQWVTnlfTTLB3dHaPdBvlWB2NLKoQR40-6jXMG5_lTVuFJL5vH3lE_WD11cqEZkvi36RHPbsOqODkk0yjuHVtjRkT5omP/w432-h640/rebel%20dread%20poster.jpg" width="432" /></a></div><p>Rebel Dread tells the story of photographer, DJ, musician and filmmaker Don Letts. Fronted by the man himself, this documentary charts the many twists and turns throughout Letts's life that saw him go from manager of Vivienne Westwood and Malcolm McLaren's shop, Acme Attractions, to touring the world as a filmmaker & musician, and beyond.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="351" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/lF-EVsh-Gsw" width="549" youtube-src-id="lF-EVsh-Gsw"></iframe></div><p>It's become something of a cliche to soundtrack any archival footage of London in the 1970s with The Clash's London Calling, but for once given Letts's connection with the band (directing a number of music videos for them, including London Calling), it's appropriate. Over images of civil unrest, Letts narrates his early life in Brixton where he immediately stood out as a flashy dresser and cool looking guy, vying for and getting the attention of the local cultural elite. It's a lively retelling of his life story, from chubby teenager (or as his brother Desmond ruthlessly describes, "a fat motherfucker") to DJ at The Roxy at the height of punk, to eventually filming the bands on stage and turning that into a highly successful career directing music videos, until Letts decided he wanted a piece of that stardom, co-founding Big Audio Dynamite with ex-The Clash member, Mick Jones.</p><p>An affectionate look at Letts' life and varied career - where the film falters is the unavoidable problem of having Letts tell his own story. Sure, he's in the position to tell it better than anyone else, but there's the inescapable feeling that he's told these stories so many times that these are the carefully curated versions of the truth. He's a great orator and fantastic at building his own myth, but serving as exec producer and main storyteller, Letts is in clear control of what information were given, and crucially, what we're not. It's not completely a self-aggrandising, back-slapping affair - most notably when Letts reckons with his role as an absent parent whilst touring the world, coupled with his infidelity - but it teeters on the precipice of it, mercifully pulled away at the right moment with additional important voices from his life, chief among them Mick Jones, and Letts's former partner, Jeannette Lee of Public Image Ltd.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2jU3RiQKgLNll6XuysdWYHTwg-ArPWn_wKPsE2Z1Q1nFhWzwRez4KG9kTSbUO6EYjtGcBpiDV0C5c7SD2BHDFp2CcpguXoWBz_qHBvbbLc6rzBpV9qUz1DweZf22m5Gd6ZBjGi_K0E88Dymu5bY9mHFDgLnVT9YaxhyH8OwkXyeiZDVNmdAGOAmt/s2000/Don-Letts-in-Rebel-Dread-2022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2jU3RiQKgLNll6XuysdWYHTwg-ArPWn_wKPsE2Z1Q1nFhWzwRez4KG9kTSbUO6EYjtGcBpiDV0C5c7SD2BHDFp2CcpguXoWBz_qHBvbbLc6rzBpV9qUz1DweZf22m5Gd6ZBjGi_K0E88Dymu5bY9mHFDgLnVT9YaxhyH8OwkXyeiZDVNmdAGOAmt/w616-h462/Don-Letts-in-Rebel-Dread-2022.jpg" width="616" /></a></div><p>At its most revealing and personal when it gets to Letts search for his roots, kickstarted by a trip to Jamaica with John Lydon, it's here where Letts's cultural commentator mask slips the most, offering something that goes some way into distilling the man and his relentless drive for success, approval and legitimacy as a Black, British man working with the biggest names in punk. He's a genuinely fascinating subject, with a life like no other that has almost been engineered by Letts by chance, thanks to his unwavering bravery and ability to build upon the connections he's made in his life, such as how he became friends with Bob Marley in London, largely through force of willing it to happen.</p><p>In a career that saw Letts take a long time to decide what path he wanted to follow - DJ, band manager, photographer, musician, filmmaker - this film establishes that he was all those things at any given moment, and capable of doing it well. He estimates he made around 400 music videos for PiL, The Clash and more - let's not forget Musical Youth's Pass the Dutchie - and Rebel Dread proves that Letts's has an astounding level of intelligence, creatively and bravery. I certainly wouldn't write him off playing another important role in music, should he choose he wants it.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">3/5</span></b></p><p>Rebel Dread screened as part of the Glasgow Film Festival and is now on general release. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://glasgowfilm.org" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-38554014727820389322022-03-02T13:36:00.002+00:002022-03-08T23:18:33.278+00:00PLEASE BABY PLEASE - IFFR 2022 review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg77lqeqOvg2pLoAs3fMySFdnBD6afXC__m9jDaymzn-P0-zlfctjYAugq0DN6Uvf_N82bY7r6uk2ZA0-8mPs5xg8Q-83J0OhnyZTWKJwNHZhuclSt2hwYHLV_zdgBetuqiva4LdOLi8tcD6UN4GEYHVCL4u6xrntCFc4GAdmNuEUrWvPbXdhSEywkT=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="852" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg77lqeqOvg2pLoAs3fMySFdnBD6afXC__m9jDaymzn-P0-zlfctjYAugq0DN6Uvf_N82bY7r6uk2ZA0-8mPs5xg8Q-83J0OhnyZTWKJwNHZhuclSt2hwYHLV_zdgBetuqiva4LdOLi8tcD6UN4GEYHVCL4u6xrntCFc4GAdmNuEUrWvPbXdhSEywkT=w640-h266" width="640" /></a></div><div>Given a strand entirely focused on her back catalogue (her directorial career may still be in its infancy, but has amassed four features in four years), this year's International Film Festival Rotterdam (IFFR) looked at the films of Amanda Kramer, including her most recent effort, Please Baby Please.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="386" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/aGISBPsW4PM" width="465" youtube-src-id="aGISBPsW4PM"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>A musical odyssey starring Andrea Riseborough and Harry Melling as a couple questioning their gender roles and theories of traditional masculinity, I've seen Amanda Kramer's latest described as "West Side Story as directed by John Waters", and that about sums it up. Beginning in a quasi 1950's America with Riseborough and Melling's couple, Suze and Arthur, witnessing a savage beating by the Young Gents - a local gang of greasers outside their apartment building - this event sparks discussion about brutality, masculinity and "what is a man, anyway?". From there they both go alone on journeys of self discovery, with Arthur increasingly infatuated with a member of the gang - a rough around the edges type in the body of a Jean Paul Gaultier model - and Suze breaking through the prescribed limitations of her role as wife to find a new side of herself that appeals to her.</div><div><br /></div><div>If you've seen any of Kramer's work before, you'll know what to expect, with dance-like movements and a hazy, old Hollywood feel mixed with a bold, contrasting blue/orange colour palette. The entire film feels like a queerified, LSD infused Lynchian trip, although - and not just to avoid cliche - not a film David Lynch would make himself, but one a fan of Lynch's work who's devoured his filmography certainly would. In the Bijou 52 cinema Suze visits it even has its own stand in for Mulholland Drive's Club Silencio, complete with a brief appearance from Bobby Briggs himself, Dana Andrews.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivoZckqALOupdk_WdLiRzRC6OYj65k3oWQupk9OwqtuaQTjjSlB5umQznQU0eq6B-MZfuVH98l2rPnQU3Hf7hWi_TT_UbqtnElow0bDcPgMcQDjUTsc89w_g6ozpj-ND0NeRlghdcZqw8uWvQMhyvZJjHOE6EJUrpVZQX0lDHoTrkD5eO6Cthy7YWq=s1942" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1090" data-original-width="1942" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivoZckqALOupdk_WdLiRzRC6OYj65k3oWQupk9OwqtuaQTjjSlB5umQznQU0eq6B-MZfuVH98l2rPnQU3Hf7hWi_TT_UbqtnElow0bDcPgMcQDjUTsc89w_g6ozpj-ND0NeRlghdcZqw8uWvQMhyvZJjHOE6EJUrpVZQX0lDHoTrkD5eO6Cthy7YWq=w603-h339" width="603" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Meticulously designed, bombastic and occasionally over the top, it's not subtle about its themes of gender dysphoria and explores them in a manner that may be off-putting for general audiences, but will get lapped up by those with a taste for the surreal. This is the kind of heightened reality, almost stagey film that avant-garde theatre-goers would appreciate, with Ryan Simpkins (who worked with Kramer previously on Ladyworld) dragging it up as junior greaser Dickie, complete with stick on sideburns to fit in with the rest of the unruly gang of youths, who appear to be lead by a man in his 40s. That Simpkins is a non-binary actor adds to the discussion and exploration of the film's gender themes, but this is more fully examined through Riseborough's Suze, whose character is allowed the most growth and potential evolution. The hard to pin down era and setting keep the film at something of a distance, and if you're looking for a more considered take on the dismantling of binary norms, there's other films that better explore this.</div><div><br /></div><div>With appearances from Demi Moore and Mary Lynn Rajskub in the supporting cast, Please Baby Please is a wild and unpredictable ride that will undoubtedly pull more audiences into the curious world of Amanda Kramer. Despite a great effort from Melling - who's long left Dudley Dursley long behind him with memorable roles in The Queen's Gambit and The Old Guard and has matured into an always welcome screen presence - this is Andrea Riseborough's film. An actor unafraid to take a walk on the wild side - see last year's Possessor for proof - she's having a ball as Suze, with wing tipped eyeliner exploring her masculine side and the opportunity to find her inner Brando. It's a great performance in a film that may not achieve all of its ambitions, but has a lot of fun putting on as grand (and as odd) a show as possible.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;">3/5</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Please Baby Please screened as part of the 2022 International Film Festival Rotterdam. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://iffr.com/en" target="_blank">here</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgrW_gGHETzAWiuNv5VMWpniEtSw_vK5Ya77gBqVl6FOi668-SoG8PjMjMlJUcs6nr4kRqYzR6ZgrtWhHUfLPWq6V5mJ8vao2A0KXw5LBX1r7zILMPib8-BJHqxDpQnlmfeYBvGErnbBNbAnMqeu9I-J1YWCGT_uO6bflrGSFju5QLSMNcq83X_uPr7=s8019" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4311" data-original-width="8019" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgrW_gGHETzAWiuNv5VMWpniEtSw_vK5Ya77gBqVl6FOi668-SoG8PjMjMlJUcs6nr4kRqYzR6ZgrtWhHUfLPWq6V5mJ8vao2A0KXw5LBX1r7zILMPib8-BJHqxDpQnlmfeYBvGErnbBNbAnMqeu9I-J1YWCGT_uO6bflrGSFju5QLSMNcq83X_uPr7=w640-h346" width="640" /></a></div>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-6752082829619117372021-11-17T14:24:00.001+00:002021-12-02T13:41:08.985+00:00SWEET THING review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiih8q0YqnQ7L83ViERHpVvMO81ViVJ6Ezaa73CVzZYthq8FU3XsKykCjmFa0JrVB1XR_YMjjjjkONZM17NnviYztV0qQ1DjTgludWHe73CimhvyCuNXMe13l4S3ZPPHE4VjJli01eFDYA/s1500/sweet+thing+blu+rockwell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1164" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiih8q0YqnQ7L83ViERHpVvMO81ViVJ6Ezaa73CVzZYthq8FU3XsKykCjmFa0JrVB1XR_YMjjjjkONZM17NnviYztV0qQ1DjTgludWHe73CimhvyCuNXMe13l4S3ZPPHE4VjJli01eFDYA/w496-h640/sweet+thing+blu+rockwell.jpg" width="496" /></a></div><p>Returning with his first full length feature film in ten years, Alexandre Rockwell's Sweet Thing follows the lives of Billie and Nico (Lana and Nico Rockwell), two children looking for some stability in life away from their alcoholic father and negligent mother. Forced to hit the road when faced with a new danger, they encounter Malik (Jabari Watkins), a renegade street kid who'll do whatever he can to help them on their quest to find peace.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="366" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/YKUBI8mrt2o" width="440" youtube-src-id="YKUBI8mrt2o"></iframe></div><p>Based on Rockwell's 2013 short feature Little Feet, Sweet Thing stars his children Lana and Nico, along with their mother and his wife Karyn Parsons as the troubled Eve, a strip club bartender with questionable taste in men. When their heartbroken and troubled alcoholic father, Adam (Will Patton), gets locked up by the court, Billie and Nico go to stay with their mother at her boyfriend (M.L. Josepher) Beaux's beach house. When Beaux's control over their mother turns violent and Billie sees the danger they're in, she takes Nico off in search of a better life.</p><p>For those unfamiliar with the work of Alexandre Rockwell, he's a staunchly independent filmmaker of low budget, (occasionally) black & white films, scorched by his experience working in the studio system as director of one segment of 1995's noble flop, Miramax's Four Rooms. Since then he's avoided big studio involvement, opting for lower profile, more personal films starring his closest collaborators, friends and family. Sweet Thing follows suit, with the two leads played by his children with Karyn Parsons, Lana and Nico. Rather than an act of nepotism, this casting furthers the personal nature of Rockwell's films. Sweet Thing could only have been made with his children.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4QhH2muWKSyf47JhZ4v3bFvCrCjzPMoIyqk33oMT7nEEHxPp_6suQHAnjaTv6XVuODP8264hcJk81KYub0IQeLkOah5pyvEYeT3rfEn5Fh7qrgR1sImsZCGmDoTQXuPtWIZFp_xfVlAA/s1975/sweet+thing+lana+rockwell.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1107" data-original-width="1975" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4QhH2muWKSyf47JhZ4v3bFvCrCjzPMoIyqk33oMT7nEEHxPp_6suQHAnjaTv6XVuODP8264hcJk81KYub0IQeLkOah5pyvEYeT3rfEn5Fh7qrgR1sImsZCGmDoTQXuPtWIZFp_xfVlAA/w604-h340/sweet+thing+lana+rockwell.png" width="604" /></a></div><p>At the heart of the film is the performances of Lana and Nico Rockwell, with Lana in particular shining in her role of Nico's surrogate parent and protector. She's a magnetic screen presence that the camera absolutely loves, and even if the role doesn't call for any big dramatic gusto, she's able to showcase her acting and singing talent and hold her own against the more seasoned actors. In some ways there's a home movie feel to it, albeit one where the director is a contemporary of Quentin Tarantino and one of the main cast members was on The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. It's a family affair that draws on Rockwell's previous films (the opening titles credit it as "a film by Adolpho Rollo", Steve Buscemi's lead character in Rockwell's In The Soup), casting his good friend Will Patton as Adam, the family patriarch and a thinly veiled and unflattering simulacrum for Rockwell himself.</p><div>The narrative might not be wholly unique, drawing from other 'on the run' road movies like Badlands (the classic Gassenhauer theme music is used here and fits nicely) and Night of the Hunter, but in a film that exists in such a haze of magic realism that's hard to pin down its setting to any particular era, that only adds to the timeless, ethereal quality to it. It's full of beautiful imagery, whether it's the kids walking down a quiet train track or letting their hair blow out an open car window, and although it's mostly presented in black & white, Rockwell occasionally deploys shots of vivid colour when needed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxyrbfsibf5sxHraXVaZG338Xcmv5h9tD_uHDipg_7u7O4lFKhqIVUqVVCZ6p2hdXMEPQcAz9V3K3L6tzMrPzmt-lTZwV_JHaBO2Kz0z86uLADYyLGKty_KnIXi80BhCPRxIyuTFDLIY/s1380/sweet-thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1380" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxyrbfsibf5sxHraXVaZG338Xcmv5h9tD_uHDipg_7u7O4lFKhqIVUqVVCZ6p2hdXMEPQcAz9V3K3L6tzMrPzmt-lTZwV_JHaBO2Kz0z86uLADYyLGKty_KnIXi80BhCPRxIyuTFDLIY/w597-h325/sweet-thing.jpg" width="597" /></a></div><div>Scrappy in places but in a charming, go-getter film school kind of way (the crew was largely made up of Rockwell's NYU students) that you rarely see in the digital age, much like the antics of the self-professed "renegades and outlaws", Billie, Nico and Malik, it's a film full of childhood adventure that's only enhanced by the raw, personal nature of Rockwell's filmmaking. The title hits the nail on the head.</div><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p><p>Sweet Thing is <a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/SWEET-THING-Montage-Pictures-Blu-ray/dp/B09HG18K6Q/ref=sr_1_3?crid=3D3ELOXT73XFC&keywords=sweet+thing+blu+ray&qid=1638448119&sprefix=sweet+thing%2Caps%2C161&sr=8-3" target="_blank">available now via blu-ray</a>. The initial release also contains a booklet with an essay by film writer Jason Wood, but is lacking in further extras, such as the desired inclusion of Little Feet, Rockwell's 2013 project that served as the genesis for this film.</p><p>Sweet Thing is now also streaming on <a href="https://mubi.com" target="_blank">Mubi</a>.</p><p><br /></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-20831885128541436412021-10-29T16:16:00.004+01:002021-10-29T16:16:45.129+01:00THE GUEST - LIMITED EDITION BLU-RAY review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoUXDM8Owk28qEg3KYuadlt1LVZubzQ0JSBnjHFzF9HS04QG9sYqWu2ZjqkectYAbJ90KntUrybsUmr0lAyXC3cvkT8TmrD-6s1uezm9et6v1iDVlViUGE4r3FragS5gJYK4o4RhQWD8/s1500/the+guest+box+set.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1199" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoUXDM8Owk28qEg3KYuadlt1LVZubzQ0JSBnjHFzF9HS04QG9sYqWu2ZjqkectYAbJ90KntUrybsUmr0lAyXC3cvkT8TmrD-6s1uezm9et6v1iDVlViUGE4r3FragS5gJYK4o4RhQWD8/w512-h640/the+guest+box+set.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><p>Released just in time for Halloween (trust me, it makes sense), the latest film to get the boxset treatment from Second Sight, Adam Wingard's The Guest is out now in a limited edition 4K UHD format.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="368" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/KTlS-8rQWMw" width="443" youtube-src-id="KTlS-8rQWMw"></iframe></div><p>When soldier David (Dan Stevens) turns up at their door claiming to be an army buddy of their deceased son Caleb, the Petersons invite him into their home to stay. As David ingratiates himself with the family through his old-fashioned charm, politeness and willingness to help out around the house, Anna (Maika Monroe) starts to become suspicious of his motivations for being there, but when David puts his military training to use by protecting Luke (Brendan Myers) from school bullies, it's clear the family has no idea what kind of person they've allowed into their home.</p><p>On paper there were no sure signs that The Guest would turn out to be a success. Director Adam Wingard had made some ultra low budget horrors, like the excellent single location thriller You're Next and contributions to the V/H/S short film collections; and sure, Dan Stevens had gained a devoted following by way of his role in TV's Downton Abbey, but a quick leap to action movie star would be seen as unlikely by even the most optimistic of his fans. Which makes it all the more of an achievement that The Guest is as compelling and as fun as it is, mixing genre tropes, subverting expectations and serving a healthy dose of John Carpenter infused nostalgia into its winning mix.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7zycMih4DixRpe8GLi14mVTHPOtwYFZIBs1ZuV_j6ejuMvOlusmjIflk-zGgg2dl8Ib7B1fgMpxWK3ZtP5KuZJFKORQKo_9hsuejIVAa1w3sC6SuxlV2W8usiBkjglMKyip-l8H1slw/s1958/the+guest+dan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1108" data-original-width="1958" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7zycMih4DixRpe8GLi14mVTHPOtwYFZIBs1ZuV_j6ejuMvOlusmjIflk-zGgg2dl8Ib7B1fgMpxWK3ZtP5KuZJFKORQKo_9hsuejIVAa1w3sC6SuxlV2W8usiBkjglMKyip-l8H1slw/w599-h339/the+guest+dan.jpg" width="599" /></a></div><p>When the mysterious David meets the Petersons, they're all struggling to deal with the loss of Caleb, bottling up their emotions and not sharing their grief with other members of their family, instead living their own separate lives as four people in the same house. This changes on David's arrival, who at first charms matriarch Laura (Sheila Kelley), seeing in him the damaged soldier she wishes she still had in son Caleb, unlike father Spencer (Leland Orser), who sees David as a potentially dangerous intrusion on his life, before eventually finding some level of camaraderie with him. But it's the lives of Caleb's younger brother and sister who David has the most impact on, stepping in to confront a group of Luke's bullies like a guardian angel, and socialising with Anna and her friends, much to her immediate disapproval.</p><p>A stronger, more confident person than the meek Luke, David is comfortable in being the protector/surrogate big brother, who, not unlike Arnie in Terminator 2, has violent methods to get his point across, as evidenced in the film's stand out bar fight scene. Likewise for some of the undesirable characters Anna associates with, David has no qualms in showing them what he's capable of, whether it's carrying kegs into a house party or stripping a handgun down to its component parts in seconds and then putting it back together again to make sure it has the power he wants and will shortly need.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAKkGjIO52M7ZjmPG8W1XImsGrOnNEJ3fbp95xwQ5aQ5cQWnkOB4uRo30vD1KVMYcux6UIcEsCkspZ91eWUAZ44rFxZk6AVKRu_4yQo27fpFBHzJ_CYEOAUdZZvVFR7O6baVsLEtbROSY/s2520/the+guest+maika+blue.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1046" data-original-width="2520" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAKkGjIO52M7ZjmPG8W1XImsGrOnNEJ3fbp95xwQ5aQ5cQWnkOB4uRo30vD1KVMYcux6UIcEsCkspZ91eWUAZ44rFxZk6AVKRu_4yQo27fpFBHzJ_CYEOAUdZZvVFR7O6baVsLEtbROSY/w598-h249/the+guest+maika+blue.png" width="598" /></a></div><p>It's at these moments where David offers true glimpses of who he is (and what he's capable of), that The Guest really comes alive. To reveal too much of his backstory would be to spoil too much of the mystery the film cultivates for him, however it's fair to say that this film does not end up where you think it might after the opening scenes. Written by frequent Adam Wingard collaborator Simon Barrett, The Guest openly riffs on John Carpenter's back catalogue (not just via the synth based score), cherry picking ideas and twisting them into something new, all the while maintaining the same tension building exercises Carpenter perfected in films like Halloween and Assault on Precinct 13. What if, instead of a blank faced William Shatner masked killer, it was a charming, handsome, polite young gentlemen who came home that night? And what if he also had the capacity to unflinchingly do away with those in the way of his goal - in this case preserving the well-being of the Peterson family?</p><p>The Guest is a film that openly skates close to the edge of ludicrousness, but does so with a knowing wink and a charming smile. The Carpenter riffs are plain to see for any fans of his late '70s and early '80s output (look out for Halloween masks at the school dance), with some Terminator vibes to boot, but newcomers can also appreciate the conspiracy thriller aspects of the story, and the top performances from Maika Monroe (who followed this with It Follows, which is one hell of a one-two punch to get yourself instant Scream Queen hall of fame status) and Dan Stevens, delivering an unexpectedly cool and seductive performance that must have left many a Downton fan scratching their heads. Come the finale, the film doesn't quite stick its landing (in part due to the lack of a sequel it clearly sets up, but that sadly never materialised) and leaves us wanting more time spent with these characters. But, seven years after the original release, The Guest deserves a re-introduction, and with this super collectable edition, he's dressed to impress.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p><p><b>SPECIAL FEATURES</b></p><p> - New commentary by director Adam Wingard and writer Simon Barrett</p><p> - Archive commentary by director Adam Wingard and writer Simon Barrett</p><p> - The Uninvited Guest: A great new interview with Dan Stevens</p><p> - A Perfect Stranger: A new interview with Maika Monroe</p><p> - By Invitation Only: A new interview with Adam Wingard and Simon Barrett</p><p> - Producing The Guest: A new interview with producers Keith Calder & Jess Wu Calder</p><p> - Light & Fog: A new interview with director of photography Robby Baumgartner</p><p> - Lighting Strikes: A new interview with production designer Tom Hammock</p><p> - The Sounds of The Guest: A new interview with composer Steve Moore</p><p> - Deleted/Alternate scenes & Outtakes with optional director commentary</p><p><b>LIMITED EDITION:</b></p><p> - Rigid slipcase</p><p> - Soundtrack CD</p><p> - 160 page book with new essays by Tim Coleman, Zena Dixon, Craig Ian Mann and Zoe Rose Smith. Script to screen with storyboards and script extracts, behind the scenes photos and Adam Wingard soundtrack notes.</p><p> - 6 collectable art cards</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pIM9YhSLKC_P7vHgupAtOfZ_YjnSyDSSWXFL7tbLux7ytmuwhyY8pPX8EfkUp9Hedi7FfHkVCSPmM57AP0LwkeSt2rdOfjiWr8MrB_Xd_hMdcHX1NPzwBpXxJd2WCRWWNFjn7EIK1p8/s1500/the+guest+box+set+spread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1333" data-original-width="1500" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pIM9YhSLKC_P7vHgupAtOfZ_YjnSyDSSWXFL7tbLux7ytmuwhyY8pPX8EfkUp9Hedi7FfHkVCSPmM57AP0LwkeSt2rdOfjiWr8MrB_Xd_hMdcHX1NPzwBpXxJd2WCRWWNFjn7EIK1p8/w571-h508/the+guest+box+set+spread.jpg" width="571" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-75136238882353576212021-10-20T12:54:00.001+01:002021-11-03T12:41:49.896+00:00HALLOWEEN KILLS review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOml_kaxAqr-oYRdr_4iUULJyOQyd5y9sFWPLH9y2tyQZTQTRyDh-G9GeuuumonDX50Ej1y-ThLHsFzq9sp1FQmPC5WVYL5VFNQs7_VjN4iCzChNEj-MVudEOoqY5zlO3v3cEXqWtQjAI/s1304/halloween+kills+poster.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="818" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOml_kaxAqr-oYRdr_4iUULJyOQyd5y9sFWPLH9y2tyQZTQTRyDh-G9GeuuumonDX50Ej1y-ThLHsFzq9sp1FQmPC5WVYL5VFNQs7_VjN4iCzChNEj-MVudEOoqY5zlO3v3cEXqWtQjAI/w402-h640/halloween+kills+poster.png" width="402" /></a></div><p>Picking up directly after the conclusion of 2018s relaunch of the franchise, Halloween Kills continues the efforts of Michael Myers to haunt the people of Haddonfield on Halloween night.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="372" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OUwVHX3242M" width="447" youtube-src-id="OUwVHX3242M"></iframe></div><p>2018's Halloween - a sequel to 1978's Halloween that relaunched the franchise and the timeline, in doing so wiping out the existence of all previous installments, good or bad - saw Jamie Lee Curtis return to the role of Laurie Strode, now caught in a permanent survival mode and haunted by the memories of the events of Halloween night, 1978. An alcoholic loner whose supposed paranoid fears have cost her her family, the end of the first film saw her worst fears come true when Michael attacked her home, but reunited with her daughter and granddaughter (Judy Greer and Andi Matichak) as Michael stood trapped in a burning building.</p><p>It's fair to say that the Halloween series has had many ups and downs over its 40+ years of existence, with poorly judged plot machinations, mediocre remakes and no real explanation as to why Michael chooses to kill on October 31st when he could be out trick or treating. Avoiding contrived explanations altogether, this sequel makes the good choice to continue the action of the previous film into the late hours of October 31st, 2018, bringing in a slew of new characters to face off against Michael whilst Laurie - badly injured by Michael at the end of the last film - receives medical attention at Haddonfield Memorial Hospital.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqw3DsikU1wr4KLCrB9DrCEM-iXChrKDSwNGAGEmOwMGv3LQFm1lpeFY3AnhZojYKrLLC-qip1u6GyFZgFrac7c9UnGsXTHqyLxAuSL6q118ZEdc1VYDoWCGqUdJZfP8Ij8wZvuX2CNE/s2048/Halloween_Kills_Michael.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1300" data-original-width="2048" height="387" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqw3DsikU1wr4KLCrB9DrCEM-iXChrKDSwNGAGEmOwMGv3LQFm1lpeFY3AnhZojYKrLLC-qip1u6GyFZgFrac7c9UnGsXTHqyLxAuSL6q118ZEdc1VYDoWCGqUdJZfP8Ij8wZvuX2CNE/w610-h387/Halloween_Kills_Michael.jpg" width="610" /></a></div><p>Well, when I say new characters, what Halloween Kills actually does is re-introduce legacy characters to further their stories in this new timeline. Okay, so there may not be many fans of the franchise (Halloweeners, maybe?) who are curious about how nurse Marion (Nancy Stephens from Halloween's 1, 2 & H20) has been holding up, but the boy Laurie was babysitting 40 year ago, Tommy Doyle, is an important character within the lore of the films. Now played by Anthony Michael Hall (after Paul Rudd last occupied the role in the widely hated Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers), Tommy spends his Halloweens bringing together survivors of Myers's first killing spree to commemorate the lives of those lost, and along with childhood friend and fellow survivor Lindsey (played by original actress Kyle Richards) is ready to round up the townspeople to take down Myers when they hear of his latest crimes.</p><p>Given that the marketing for these most recent entries in the franchise has been focused on the face off between Michael and Laurie, it's surprising to see how little screen time they share in Halloween Kills. Instead co-writers David Gordon Green and Danny McBride have dug deeper into John Carpenter's toy chest to play with different characters and create a story that draws from the now non-canon original series, in particular the Haddonfield Memorial Hospital set Halloween II from 1981. There's a heavy dose of fan service and plot contrivance at play with the use of Tommy Doyle, whose survivors club seems an unlikely group of damaged misfits, still coming together 40 years later to remember that fateful night in 1978. However, when word gets out of Michael's ongoing rampage and mob mentality takes over, it's nice to see the franchise dig into one of the most timeless tropes of the slasher franchise - watching stupid people get killed for making stupid decisions in a variety of violent ways.</p><p>One of the biggest criticisms of Green's first instalment was that it didn't deliver enough blood and guts to satiate the appetite of modern horror audiences. Well, it seems that Green's taken that criticism on board, as Halloween Kills is one of the most violent films I've seen in some time. From the off, as Michael tears through a group of firefighters attending the burning house he's trapped in, this is a more visceral, nastier, deadlier Myers than before. In that respect, Halloween Kills delivers in spades, and as Michael works his way from house to house (now no longer bothered about babysitters and their boyfriends. Anyone with a pulse will do), we fear for what's coming next.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix7A6q6oL3kn8fPPKXdsN0EYlfogIq5VysyS-MH6a4rPyspsPTXhIZ2SoiQv4wtwErDOKgbzm7xcpOkCvhjrNEe9XSHtBpzSlhWMdRWIp2uCMWzLTlqyRI7gz7zqvHM3N8JLHEIXsCJVE/s681/halloween+kills+laurie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="383" data-original-width="681" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix7A6q6oL3kn8fPPKXdsN0EYlfogIq5VysyS-MH6a4rPyspsPTXhIZ2SoiQv4wtwErDOKgbzm7xcpOkCvhjrNEe9XSHtBpzSlhWMdRWIp2uCMWzLTlqyRI7gz7zqvHM3N8JLHEIXsCJVE/w603-h339/halloween+kills+laurie.jpg" width="603" /></a></div><p>Given Jamie Lee Curtis is the marquee name for this franchise, it was a bold move to restrict her role to the extent this film does. Some of the tactics this film uses to distract us from that do work, including an extended flashback sequence to the night of 1978 that focuses on Will Patton's Officer Hawkins interaction with Michael (played in flashback by Thomas Mann, opposite Jim Cummings in a great cameo), but Halloween Kills struggles to find relevance in being the middle part of a planned trilogy that will come to a close next year with Halloween Ends. It's definitely a leap forward for Green as a horror director, creating some tense moments and bloody set-pieces, but the mob mentality storyline, with its "evil dies tonight" chant, sits uneasily in a post-Trump world, making you want to side with Michael who, lest we forget, is on a killing spree.</p><p>There's some interesting ideas set up about Michael's motivations (or lack thereof) to be explored in next year's grand finale of the Halloween franchise (or at least until it gets rebooted again), and despite fears that this is a placeholder instalment, as the film's final moments raise a number of questions about Michael's seemingly supernatural survival ability that can't go unanswered, Halloween Kills makes itself necessary viewing before we get to next year's ultimate face off between the franchise's most enduring characters.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">3.5/5</span></b></p><p><br /></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-12264835689643172202021-10-19T15:33:00.227+01:002022-09-06T14:50:38.507+01:00MASS - London Film Festival 2021<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFWwPEMZSZv7JscduJ80RejKYg7YLasSZ8pf10QciLw05mn0kTKtk5FOoCchnKMG0AFzgU2MwcL83YI8Rh_8yuhVmXMRbINjBJai2L0xYIFfgxBvNwL7k1KHJuzrOyci7qXG6rpwkj4IJfIDcTr-kUZQNaDHKzQyP6cOAkWLjHjkf9cdcI6W1Va3F/s1284/mass%20poster%20kranz.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1284" data-original-width="872" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFWwPEMZSZv7JscduJ80RejKYg7YLasSZ8pf10QciLw05mn0kTKtk5FOoCchnKMG0AFzgU2MwcL83YI8Rh_8yuhVmXMRbINjBJai2L0xYIFfgxBvNwL7k1KHJuzrOyci7qXG6rpwkj4IJfIDcTr-kUZQNaDHKzQyP6cOAkWLjHjkf9cdcI6W1Va3F/w436-h640/mass%20poster%20kranz.png" width="436" /></a></div><p>After a school shooting, the parents of one of the victims and those of the student who killed him meet to try and make sense of the tragedy.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="385" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/WgvsfKhGdgI" width="463" youtube-src-id="WgvsfKhGdgI"></iframe></div><p>One table, four chairs, four grieving parents and an insurmountable weight of trauma to reckon with - the premise and presentation of Mass is simple enough, but this new drama from writer/director Fran Kranz makes the most of its talented cast to tackle a cavalcade of issues America is currently dealing with, but without offering any easy answers. On opposite sides of the table are Jay and Gail (Jason Isaacs and Martha Plimpton), mourning the loss of their child at the hands of a school shooter; and Richard and Linda (Reed Birney and Ann Dowd), the parents of the shooter. From the moment the four main characters enter the same room, Mass offers a complex array of emotional beats, both individually and by each pairing. Forced to reckon with their parenting choices and what they missed in their son's behaviour prior to the tragedy, Richard and Linda have to fend off accusations of negligent parenting whilst also hoping to use the meeting to find some way to move forward with their own lives.</p><p>The cast are all on superb form, with a reliably understated performance by Ann Dowd, in particular. What's most apparent though is that we've been starved of the talents of Martha Plimpton for too long. It's no criticism that she's spent the last two decades mostly working on television, particularly in the era of peak TV, but her roles have skewed towards comedy and procedurals, robbing us of the dramatic clout she offers here. Likewise, Reed Birney and Jason Isaacs as two very different father figures deliver fine performances, but the real gold is in the conflicting and often accusatory dichotomy between the two mothers. Plimpton's Gail states "Why do I want to know about your son? Because he killed mine", met with equally heartbreaking contrast by Dowd's Linda, "The world mourned ten. We mourned eleven".</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyQKdCud6jxp58-PyyrVA25ULdgP2wODZQUcddMsjVECkbUJfradRPOls8PNHI_GM3kd5IKkqnMFS0sPcpeTbIL08xip3oqwgYyH8WvUMRhZa4r-mYlToA1l97x9W8LKRIqcGtf_BLAH_fCca-X-4yqtqG9-RI322P40cRVNQ965duLMsKME9H-VQ/s1976/mass%20table%20dowd%20plimpton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1194" data-original-width="1976" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyQKdCud6jxp58-PyyrVA25ULdgP2wODZQUcddMsjVECkbUJfradRPOls8PNHI_GM3kd5IKkqnMFS0sPcpeTbIL08xip3oqwgYyH8WvUMRhZa4r-mYlToA1l97x9W8LKRIqcGtf_BLAH_fCca-X-4yqtqG9-RI322P40cRVNQ965duLMsKME9H-VQ/w588-h355/mass%20table%20dowd%20plimpton.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><p>With its chamber piece set-up (the action is mostly confined to their meeting room in the back of an Episcopalian church), Mass is unavoidably stagey, with four characters delivering monologues with occasional bursts of cross-table back and forth, to the point that it's surprising to learn this isn't based on stage work, but is instead an original script from Kranz. The stage-like tendencies are not a distraction per se, and the stripped back focus on the script and the performances even add weight to the subject matter.</p><p>Kranz - best known as an actor for his appearances in a number of Joss Whedon productions, most notably as slacker turned hero Marty in Drew Goddard's Cabin in the Woods - makes his directorial debut here, based on his own script, and it's a fantastic debut. Avoiding cliché and with vital commentary on the "thoughts and prayers" culture that has pervaded American culture in the wake of any tragedy, the film tackles gun control, the influence of violent video games, mental health and parental culpability, without portioning blame solely at anyone's feet. It's also capably directed without being showy, the camera only making slow, deliberate tracking moves around the table as the conversation flows back and forth.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbXCd0Wf1YHTqReq11FD4h6ReFOK1nBmrUt6TU7uhRUaoL2L00b1pQB57PD3nRuKyL1mnSXk0NXJ03bzVQGcPkx1jTORoeqmat-IV3xco-kiA7nu3KCKEu1WcrbxgnQcQds9iMLhp1WH9trzkXftWmfgccIydEZdC3Wem9pPFyXQmjZmIm8bZw-HF/s1789/mass%20plimpton%20isaacs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="878" data-original-width="1789" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbXCd0Wf1YHTqReq11FD4h6ReFOK1nBmrUt6TU7uhRUaoL2L00b1pQB57PD3nRuKyL1mnSXk0NXJ03bzVQGcPkx1jTORoeqmat-IV3xco-kiA7nu3KCKEu1WcrbxgnQcQds9iMLhp1WH9trzkXftWmfgccIydEZdC3Wem9pPFyXQmjZmIm8bZw-HF/w592-h292/mass%20plimpton%20isaacs.png" width="592" /></a></div><p>A delicately handled, thought-provoking drama, full of remorse and regret, Mass makes a powerful statement on many core societal issues without relying on bombast. Kranz's smart script is expertly utilised by its talented cast to deliver a heartbreakingly vital drama for modern America.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4/5</b></span></p><p>Mass screened as part of the 2021 London Film Festival. More information about the festival can be found <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/lff/Online/default.asp" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-29155911709780268052021-10-19T14:22:00.004+01:002021-10-19T14:22:55.432+01:00THE BETA TEST review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2hzM2X_pszb2KjRjQL_qPBgGqVraE_h7B4XLYft1iMzi8_3foQlh-7B8pFU0KvPmRIFMhd_WJcuPm0t5bTZd_R9m6B2gcZADgp0AmCceskPMSXC6sMrocO8XWAhrwhyphenhyphenfGJs-scXcQXZc/s2048/The+Beta+Test+-+Key+Art+Final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1450" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2hzM2X_pszb2KjRjQL_qPBgGqVraE_h7B4XLYft1iMzi8_3foQlh-7B8pFU0KvPmRIFMhd_WJcuPm0t5bTZd_R9m6B2gcZADgp0AmCceskPMSXC6sMrocO8XWAhrwhyphenhyphenfGJs-scXcQXZc/w454-h640/The+Beta+Test+-+Key+Art+Final.jpg" width="454" /></a></div><p></p><p>Weeks away from marrying his long time fiancee, Hollywood agent Jordan (Jim Cummings) receives a mysterious purple envelope, inviting him to a no strings attached sexual encounter that will fulfil all of his deepest desires. Jordan gives in to the temptation to explore a darker side of himself, but when he's contacted by blackmailers he starts to question everything and everyone around him, including the loyalty of his best friend and business parter PJ (co-director PJ McCabe) and fiancee Caroline (Virginia Newcomb).</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="374" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/3n2_Ip6SKVI" width="448" youtube-src-id="3n2_Ip6SKVI"></iframe></div><p>Jim Cummings made a big impact back in 2018 with his first feature film, the tragi-comic and heartwarming Thunder Road, putting in the effort to make sure he was generating plenty of positive buzz on Film Twitter by turning on his natural charm at Q&A's, and touring his film around as many cinemas in the UK that would have him. Thankfully Cummings is no shyster and Thunder Road was one of the very best films of that year, and with his one man movie studio attitude he became an easy figure to root for in a manner that mirrored his role as a down on his luck cop in Thunder Road. Since then he's delved into genre fare with last year's The Wolf of Snow Hollow (where Cummings again played a cop), and now is back with The Beta Test; a much darker, scuzzier, sexier film, taking on the role of a Hollywood agent who lets the temptation to dive into the underbelly of Tinseltown get the better of him.</p><p>On the verge of landing a career defining deal with some executives from China, Jordan is suddenly coming to the realisation that he's part of a dying breed, and that his contribution to the filmmaking process is becoming increasingly redundant. Although he'd like to fool himself into thinking he's not like the old school of toxic wannabe moguls that came before him (Jordan claims things have changed "since Harvey"), it doesn't take much for him to allow his darker impulses to take over and then to become a lying, manipulative maniac when he becomes increasingly desperate and paranoid. When he thinks he hears his assistant Jaclyn (Jacqueline Doke who also appeared in Thunder Road) repeat something lewd he'd specified on the check box form that came in his purple envelope (top, sub, dom, face-sitting, etc), he cruelly admonishes her, much to her befuddlement.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bB58Q5bhR_gIyQeMKF_rhFQtl53QKLn34TaMBhfLAbR7e-eJfKT2ruD9RPzZn3mcFltno3vN4rq6E54suaGItQSjuIC-GdJXI_9qQlgYPervkaP2i-QhFt1iOyJk02KDwnjhNwvXLoc/s2707/Jim+Cummings+in+THE+BETA+TEST+%2528Blue+Finch+Film+Releasing%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1162" data-original-width="2707" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bB58Q5bhR_gIyQeMKF_rhFQtl53QKLn34TaMBhfLAbR7e-eJfKT2ruD9RPzZn3mcFltno3vN4rq6E54suaGItQSjuIC-GdJXI_9qQlgYPervkaP2i-QhFt1iOyJk02KDwnjhNwvXLoc/w608-h262/Jim+Cummings+in+THE+BETA+TEST+%2528Blue+Finch+Film+Releasing%2529.jpg" width="608" /></a></div><p>As modern paranoia thrillers go, The Beta Test might not quite rival the mindfuck nature of David Fincher's The Game and Jordan mercifully stops short of going full Patrick Bateman from American Psycho, but the DNA of those films is definitely here, and there's tremendous rewatch value as Cummings's nervous comic energy shines through as Jordan can no longer hide the truth that he's something of a desperate fool. A proponent of the "fake it til you make it" school of thought, there's an exchange the film repeats with varying results, as Jordan tries to manipulate people into providing him with the information he needs by bluffing his way through, and then claiming he's an undercover cop when all as fails. It's played for all its comic absurdity by Cummings, who can do flustered incompetence like no-one else. Jordan is King of the bullshitters, and by far the most damaged and toxic man he's played so far (he barely wavers in deciding to cheat on his fiancee), but there's enough moments of comedy in his performance that you can't help but root for him, albeit with us asking ourselves why in a post-Harvey world.</p><p>Occupying the roles of lead actor, editor, co-screenwriter and co-director of The Beta Test (sharing some responsibilities with collaborator PJ McCabe, who also stars in as supporting role), it's quite possible that Cummings has encountered some men like Jordan in his career on the outskirts of Hollywood, although he's one of the new school of independently minded producers who's calling that entire method of filmmaking into question. With a wider scope than Thunder Road but still produced on a small budget with a skeleton crew, non name actors, and multi-tasking polymaths making the creative decisions, The Beta Test further expands on Cummings's message to Hollywood that filmmaking <u>can</u> be done differently, but also serves as a sly 'fuck you' to the people who engineered it to serve themselves.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgooRLP3r1GyB2eQCcl7qvd0XNDTRnpid35f2i2HUvrxKkm1TZBjUb9phdXxWxflt4EDXXnTTHL5NDxjGrMwYkxAKA-ebfOXiUhq2lTZ6qNrDZZjDx93JTYrLFKP9PFSBzk4crJRM_lN50/s2048/Jim+Cummings+and+Virginia+Newcomb+in+THE+BETA+TEST+%2528Blue+Finch+Film+Releasing%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1029" data-original-width="2048" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgooRLP3r1GyB2eQCcl7qvd0XNDTRnpid35f2i2HUvrxKkm1TZBjUb9phdXxWxflt4EDXXnTTHL5NDxjGrMwYkxAKA-ebfOXiUhq2lTZ6qNrDZZjDx93JTYrLFKP9PFSBzk4crJRM_lN50/w610-h307/Jim+Cummings+and+Virginia+Newcomb+in+THE+BETA+TEST+%2528Blue+Finch+Film+Releasing%2529.jpg" width="610" /></a></div><p>It's not without fault, opening with a jarring scene of grisly violence that will have you thinking the pendulum has swung too far away from the heartwarming charm of Thunder Road in an effort to show scriptwriting range (not that that film didn't also include moments of unhinged mania - in fact, they're undoubtedly the most talked about scenes), but it's an outlier that isn't indicative of the rest of the film and therefore doesn't completely gel with it. The Beta Test is a colder, more emotionally detached film than his previous work, but when there's a camera on Cummings and he's letting his character's neuroses spill out, he's doing what he does best, and it's a lot of fun to watch.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4/5</b></span></p><p>The Beta Test is in cinemas now.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-54210379585882056332021-10-18T19:57:00.001+01:002021-12-01T12:04:44.150+00:007 DAYS - London Film Festival 2021<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Mkl7MFd_ETusNWVxKGn9ZXQXJ771aM6ts9wFtTpwWFnFnajIbK-NyM7gJyIBroRfkmlTrbLj4mvpw9YF5WOOnI16M6b2OZBdzvY7Mv033Y3XH2E05elHVchUyCVMtbyPcUfyeVZVewQ/s1280/7-days-chairs-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Mkl7MFd_ETusNWVxKGn9ZXQXJ771aM6ts9wFtTpwWFnFnajIbK-NyM7gJyIBroRfkmlTrbLj4mvpw9YF5WOOnI16M6b2OZBdzvY7Mv033Y3XH2E05elHVchUyCVMtbyPcUfyeVZVewQ/w640-h360/7-days-chairs-01.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Under pressure from both their parents to find a suitable partner and get married, Rita and Ravi (Geraldine Viswanathan and Karan Soni) match on an Indian dating app and agree to meet. The first problem they've got is that it's March 2020 and there's a pandemic flaring up, so a socially distanced picnic in the park only increases the awkwardness of their first meeting, with the pair finding they have little in common apart from the desire to keep their parents happy. When the government's "Shelter in Place" lockdown order forces Ravi to stay at Rita's apartment, he finds that she wasn't being completely truthful about her lifestyle, nor her status as single.</p><p>As romantic comedy meet cutes go, a real life pandemic is certainly a bold one to choose, especially when we're not quite out the end of it yet. Rom-coms have tried similar scenarios before, forcing supposedly mismatched odd couples to live together and learn an important lesson along the way, but this is usually a one night kind of affair that doesn't last the runtime of the movie. There's one or two exceptions, like the Miles Teller/Lio Tipton snowstorm lock-in comedy Two Night Stand, but I think we can agree that there's more scope for laughs with bad weather than there is with deadly viruses. Riffing heavily on The Odd Couple with a healthy dose of When Harry Met Sally thrown in, 7 Days starts off on familiar ground but with a modern twist, showing Zoom interviews of real couples who had arranged marriages talking direct to camera about meeting their spouse through what many see as an outdated method. With the title referring to the amount of time Ravi's parents knew each other before getting married, it's debatable whether this film is for or against the tradition of arranged marriage, but it's fair to say it's aware how old-fashioned the practice seems to the outside world.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="386" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/kM3pP_Rojvs" width="465" youtube-src-id="kM3pP_Rojvs"></iframe></div><p>Produced by the Duplass Brothers, debut director Roshan Sethi's film focuses on the interpersonal connections between the two main characters, mining the banter and chemistry Viswanathan and Soni (co-stars on the TV show Miracle Workers) have. Viswanathan (who also serves as an exec producer) has quickly become a leading light in romantic comedies with stand-out turns in Blockers and The Broken Hearts Gallery, and Soni is probably best known as Deadpool's cab driving sidekick, Dopinder, but despite some comedic touches (Rita's dating app bio lists her hobbies as "caring for her future in-laws" and her ideal date is "cooking for her man and watching a Bollywood movie"), 7 Days is light on laughs.</p><p>Treading familiar romantic comedy ground, most of the comedy is mined from how dissimilar Rita and Ravi are, with one a clean freak and the other a relaxed slob, putting Rita squarely in Manic Pixie Dream Girl territory as she tackles the straight laced Ravi's many hang ups, broadening his world with new experiences like alcohol and meat. There's some well placed jibes at overbearing Indian mothers (Rita's judgemental mother asks "you didn't show him the real you, did you?") and some unapologetically sweet moments between Ravi and Rita, but a late in the day twist derails the dynamic the film works so hard to set up, separating our two leads in a misjudged attempt at finding common ground with the audience.</p><p>Despite its weak, nondescript title (I'll offer up Living Arrangements as an alternative, but if you're spending the film thinking about what they should have done, there's a problem) and its mishandling of the Covid part of the storyline, it's undeniable that there's effortless charm and likeability coming from the interactions between the two leads. The lockdown set-up might be, if anything, too current and relatable to get past for some audiences looking for a sweet dose of escapism, but perhaps in a post Covid world we'll look at 7 Days as an odd curio to remind us how life was for a little while. Hopefully.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">2/5</span></b></p><p>7 Days screened as part of the 2021 London Film Festival. The full line-up can be found <a href="https://whatson.bfi.org.uk/lff/Online/default.asp" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-55463647853673655572021-10-15T23:44:00.001+01:002021-10-22T15:24:12.678+01:00CANNON ARM AND THE ARCADE QUEST - London Film Festival 2021<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeuqTyELebORotNWs0e4AZrIqMmGFOnzZbP5Gh9E_nkrAPk0Fl8rKLpei7MR5TZPJo86yJ5-QjLKwXYCl6tlWOFaWRRO6Q5hH0PHUOzNeWTAbvRkwLF6XWdGkz3_Jxtwjxsrr8F8EAXg/s1000/cannon+arm+and+the+aracd+quest+poster+kim.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeuqTyELebORotNWs0e4AZrIqMmGFOnzZbP5Gh9E_nkrAPk0Fl8rKLpei7MR5TZPJo86yJ5-QjLKwXYCl6tlWOFaWRRO6Q5hH0PHUOzNeWTAbvRkwLF6XWdGkz3_Jxtwjxsrr8F8EAXg/w450-h640/cannon+arm+and+the+aracd+quest+poster+kim.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><p>One of the highlights among the documentaries at this year's London Film Festival was Mads Hedegaard's joyful Cannon Arm and the Arcade Quest, fresh from its debut at CPH:DOX and Hot Docs. Following in the footsteps of the almighty retro arcade doc King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters, Cannon Arm and the Arcade Quest ch<span style="font-family: inherit;">arts another plucky contender hoping to make gaming history by playing his </span>favourite<span style="font-family: inherit;"> arcade game for 100 hours straight</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="377" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/d-AidtIZF64" width="453" youtube-src-id="d-AidtIZF64"></iframe></div><p><span>The gamer is question is the brilliantly named Kim "Kanonarm" Köbke - a nickname he's had since he first starting playing games in Danish diners in the 1980s - a mulleted Danish grandfather who loves listening to Iron Maiden and playing the classic arcade game Gyruss </span>surrounded by<span> his friends at Copenhagen's Bip Bip Bar. Already the holder of the impressive record of playing Gyruss (an outer space set shooter that sees you manouvre a space craft around the screen as you blast away patterns of stars) for 49 hours on one coin, his aim is to beat that record in honour of Thomas, a friend of the Bip Bip Bar who they lost to suicide.</span></p><p>The record attempt is not without its health risks, and although Kim is in decent shape for a man his age, people have died attempting similar endurance records, so his team of supporters have tailored a complicated score tracking system to make sure the game - much like the famed Donkey Kong kill screen - doesn't crap out on him and bring his record attempt to an abrupt halt. Starting off with 5 lives, the problem is he can technically accrue around 250 extra before the game errors, so he must keep track of how many he wins so he doesn't hit the top limit, but also, building up those extra lives so he can grab some much needed sleep for ten minutes or so is a crucial part of the plan. With his team monitoring the ever changing cache of lives, all Kim has to concentrate on is his scoring, keeping his eyes open, and hastily run to the garden whenever he needs to take a leak.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNmKbs_0Eh7xj0N6EeVjR5E_eoJUyFne4x4Wc0DWaOXoNMEGcl2tHF9g-zhMIOEHXwExnf0_64xL2XPuJ3WrzikcqHO_Vh-NkIZv9L9bo9vpeozuOWToAqe3qv6b7_GKOHF4ryuXwMHQ/s1920/Cannon_Arm_and_the_Arcade_Quest_machine_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNmKbs_0Eh7xj0N6EeVjR5E_eoJUyFne4x4Wc0DWaOXoNMEGcl2tHF9g-zhMIOEHXwExnf0_64xL2XPuJ3WrzikcqHO_Vh-NkIZv9L9bo9vpeozuOWToAqe3qv6b7_GKOHF4ryuXwMHQ/w611-h344/Cannon_Arm_and_the_Arcade_Quest_machine_02.jpg" width="611" /></a></div>The comparisons to Seth Gordon's King of Kong are unavoidable, with its use of flash graphics and retro 8-bit sounds a major part of the fabric of both films, but director Mads Hedegaard doesn't shy away from acknowledging the existence of the former, even going as far as featuring a couple of the big names from that film and the world of arcade gaming. Both Walter Day from official video game scorekeepers Twin Galaxies, and the self-proclaimed "greatest arcade machine player" Billy Mitchell (who talks to Kim and his friends via telephone ahead of their record attempt, and before a cheating scandal sees him fall from grace in the eyes of his fans) appear briefly. But prior viewing of King of Kong isn't necessary to enjoy Cannon Arm and the Arcade Quest's own underdog story, with Hedegaard going some way to show why the quiet, unassuming Kim is such an unlikely but perfect subject for a documentary, and how his mind works when he's playing the game. If you do know your arcade gamers, needless to say that Kim is definitely more of a Steve Wiebe than a Billy Mitchell, and gains more of our support for it. As for Kim's team, they're a similarly unique group of gamers, more vocal and outgoing than Kim, doubling up as experts in the fields of music theory, physics and poetry in their every day lives.<p></p><p>The documentary spends its first hour detailing the prep and training needed for Kim's big record attempt, before switching into its final act as Kim settles down in front of the Gyruss machine and gives us the kind of one man against the odds battle not seen since the finale of Rocky. It could be easy to dismiss the film and his record attempt as frivolous or unimportant, but as we hear the game play on and Kim's accumulation of lives fall away as he attempts to rest his brain for a few precious minutes, it's one of the tensest moments in cinema I can recall. Without spoiling the outcome of his record attempt, what I will say is that if you've ever had your own life-engulfing obsession that seems completely alien to most people, you'll find so much to relate to in Kim and his friends. Touching on mental health and finding the support you need from your friends, ultimately all these guys want is for their efforts to have a lasting impact in the world they call their own.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB9LsAg_96u4aptmosu7M0MJoNwoQruwHu4gnLqfoiMnpcIKCLprLGs1z3ExDnDFxd3LWD3xbPmjUewDkEfPkZmVrFxeh8PGVMpX9BgiMZNJr0e3vS_4JtU7cuAZXbrrhjCExx4BjZ3gM/s960/kim+solo_desk.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="960" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB9LsAg_96u4aptmosu7M0MJoNwoQruwHu4gnLqfoiMnpcIKCLprLGs1z3ExDnDFxd3LWD3xbPmjUewDkEfPkZmVrFxeh8PGVMpX9BgiMZNJr0e3vS_4JtU7cuAZXbrrhjCExx4BjZ3gM/w589-h331/kim+solo_desk.jpeg" width="589" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p>A gloriously fun journey into this outsider lifestyle anchored by a loveable group of misfits you can't help but root for, Cannon Arm and The Arcade Quest is undoubtedly the best snapshot of this subculture since King of Kong and a truly captivating underdog story. A strong recommend.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Verdict</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>4/5</b></span></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629122570076397750.post-24506184333743655632021-10-15T15:01:00.070+01:002022-03-01T13:29:47.143+00:00BOILING POINT - London Film Festival 2021<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEja-0M07PetbopB9FR5f9-Hg4cd4o6msMux9ovXyNbmgpO6_ViN1QPSXafhqWTpo-OjkBF7zFQue-0po3IgI_8grUiykdxCYzlC5eZ9i5aC8lcyqOIzebD61HgeZ2vyPuzqx51sW6Jb1o-YV9rLSirqqDhxMMpviJJAK9y1D_WWdGrZdbPmxvZTHLT4=s535" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="405" data-original-width="535" height="484" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEja-0M07PetbopB9FR5f9-Hg4cd4o6msMux9ovXyNbmgpO6_ViN1QPSXafhqWTpo-OjkBF7zFQue-0po3IgI_8grUiykdxCYzlC5eZ9i5aC8lcyqOIzebD61HgeZ2vyPuzqx51sW6Jb1o-YV9rLSirqqDhxMMpviJJAK9y1D_WWdGrZdbPmxvZTHLT4=w640-h484" width="640" /></a></div><p>As a head chef having the worst dinner service of his career, Stephen Graham stars in Philip Barantini's one shot wonder, Boiling Point.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="357" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/UBUfCL_tvro" width="480" youtube-src-id="UBUfCL_tvro"></iframe></div><p>Set over the course (or is that three courses?) of one disastrous dinner service and filmed in one, continuous unbroken take, Philip Barantini's tense thriller - expanded from his short film that also starred Graham as head chef Andy - is a masterclass in stacking problems on the shoulders of its main character and then waiting for him to buckle. As Andy's problems go from bad to worse, with family issues giving way to a bad EHO visit and then him finding out that celebrity chef and former mentor Alistair Skye (a delightfully weaselly Jason Flemyng) will be dining that night, it's like watching a pile of plates getting progressively higher, knowing that when it comes down it's going to be with an almighty crash.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyvvOtM_dg98-CUkqSS32DmEz7WA007Qk2xfvLM9u4ujiffFgspnqxeqMUFHYHsQGOqUzRr-_shOum2N5KkqYlbI6iSxgrQyY2Nl6NXN1CVV0nEI1PK38haZUozHNv_LL9I7Y4fINOYX0aFm6g0_WaxSc2pVJ_QK2XlfuSpQjBEYtRczAmv58upVTc=s1272" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="848" data-original-width="1272" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyvvOtM_dg98-CUkqSS32DmEz7WA007Qk2xfvLM9u4ujiffFgspnqxeqMUFHYHsQGOqUzRr-_shOum2N5KkqYlbI6iSxgrQyY2Nl6NXN1CVV0nEI1PK38haZUozHNv_LL9I7Y4fINOYX0aFm6g0_WaxSc2pVJ_QK2XlfuSpQjBEYtRczAmv58upVTc=w608-h405" width="608" /></a></div><p>The camera glides around the kitchen and between the tables in the restaurant, eavesdropping on the kitchen and front of house teams, quickly laying bare all the micro-aggressions and rivalries that exist between them - and that's before we get to the rude, demanding customers whose snobberies and prejudices are presented as an amuse-bouche for the waiting staff to enjoy with a smile, waiting to see what demands they'll serve as a main course. Barantini's script (co-written with James Cummings) contains so many delicious morsels of nightmare fuel that anyone who's ever worked with serving the general public will find all too familiar - even when it reaches its dramatic extremes. It's absolutely recognisable that a customer will be passive aggressively racist to a member of staff, and when they send their food back to the kitchen for the member of staff to be told by the kitchen that it's their fault; or for the front of house staff to promise more (in this case, a group of influencers who want to order steak and chips that aren't on the menu) than the kitchen is able to deliver. It's in these wince-inducing moments that the film is at its heart-pounding best.</p><p>It's near impossible to take your eyes of Stephen Graham as he gets increasingly worn down, but all the main cast (Ray Panthaki, Jason Flemyng, Hannah Walters, and especially Vinette Robinson as sous chef Carly) give fantastic performances in a film that packs an almost unbearable amount of tension into its 92 minutes runtime. Even when there's brief interludes that focus on the side characters (presumably to allow the main cast to take deep breaths before diving back into the story), we're never far from the chaos and heat of the kitchen.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkYfyAFWYT8GB-hqg_rIhj6BiWeYToniCQ46CpZC_MG7vLjJxbkCFqonQJckVQ8Md3uMLSpSYQUbng3O72zIjhwcsrSv8tBiPCV0_EPxWlCG1k2KfAesBtdXKE-UzUrLhqh7ps2RgAPNbdyeCRyayJXFYw2WtjSgez78Qfkkzczf5TxMyknChEemn7=s1000" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="1000" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkYfyAFWYT8GB-hqg_rIhj6BiWeYToniCQ46CpZC_MG7vLjJxbkCFqonQJckVQ8Md3uMLSpSYQUbng3O72zIjhwcsrSv8tBiPCV0_EPxWlCG1k2KfAesBtdXKE-UzUrLhqh7ps2RgAPNbdyeCRyayJXFYw2WtjSgez78Qfkkzczf5TxMyknChEemn7=w599-h337" width="599" /></a></div><p></p><p>Filmed at Jones & Sons, a real restaurant in Dalston, it's an impressive technical achievement that steers clear of the flashier camera work of other one shot films (Gasper Noe's Irreversible and Climax, for example) to deliver something more raw, frenzied and real world. And even if it's pretty clear early on where some of the plot threads are headed, that only adds to the feeling of impending doom. Like working a shift from hell where you hit the ground running and don't stop for two hours, knowing that you have no choice but to soldier on regardless, Boiling Point is tense, dramatic and all too relatable.</p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">Verdict</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: large;">4/5</span></b></p>Colin Oakleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17142547392171803501noreply@blogger.com0