Thursday, 9 June 2011

I'll have a Catfish, to go...

As a long-standing member of LoveFilm, I seem to be experiencing some kind of Pavlovian conditioning whenever the distinctive sound of the DVD slapping onto the doormat reaches my ears: "Aha! The film fairy has been!". As I run to the front door and tear open the envelope, my heart either a) sinks (see Eat, Pray, Love post), b) does a Larry David "meh", or c) jumps for joy when I realise the film I'm holding is the one I've been waiting for. Such was the case when Catfish landed on my mat...

Now, this probably isn't the best film for me to write about, as the less you know about it prior to watching it, the better. There is so much I want to say about it as I sing its praises but I will bite my tongue and give you the bare basics.

First things first, Catfish is a documentary, although its "reality thriller" label is a more fitting description. I say this, because there has been speculation that the whole thing was scripted and acted, or as some hard-core cynics would call it, "faked". Having watched the film, I would have to disagree. However, what makes this film so charming, is that it really doesn't matter either way. Even if it was faked or tweaked for dramatic emphasis, it is a brilliantly executed idea and a touching commentary on the society we live in.

Filmmakers Ariel Schulman and Henry Joost, originally set out to record what seemed like an entertaining story about Ariel's brother Nev, an up-and-coming photographer living in New York, and an eight-year-old fan, Abby. But what starts out as a harmless documentary, soon grows into something that neither they nor we are quite expecting...

Some have criticised the film's marketing for being misleading and therefore, said folk have found the ending a disappointment. If, unlike me, you were impressed by the ending of M. Night Shyamalan's The Village, it would be snobby of me to call you stupid, but I have a feeling your standards aren't that high so you'll be fine. If, on the other hand, you felt cheated by the pathetic ending (not so much the revelation but the image of village idiot, Noah (Adrian Brody), flailing around in a ditch), then I can assure you that Catfish is no such disappointment, albeit probably different from what you might have been expecting.


Fear not, Catfish does NOT end like this...

The storyline, which is centred around Facebook, provides a much more interesting take on the hugely popular social network, than the film of the same name - but then, I did find The Social Network highly overrated. The cast are likeable, and Nev is highly entertaining throughout. I implore you to watch it.

Not convinced? Then watch the trailer, if you must:


Friday, 18 March 2011

Eat Pray Love: From 127 Hours to 133 minutes of my life - wasted...

There was I, thinking James Franco could do no wrong these days. After his stunning performance in Danny Boyle's 127 Hours, and his stint of presenting the flippin' Oscars, he is hot stuff at the minute. And it was this opinion of him (and the mention of the wonderful Javier Bardem) that prompted me to stick Eat Pray Love onto my Love Film list. Now, in all fairness, I did this before the film had actually been released, and before I had read any scathing reviews, so when it turned up in the post, I found myself questioning what on earth I had been thinking, tainting my rental history with a RomCom... Bleurgh.

Approximately three minutes in, I was no clearer on said question. I clearly hadn't done my research, and had somehow missed the fact that Julia Roberts plays the film's lead, Liz. More fool me. As I have been trying to avoid dairy, this sudden influx of cheese was more than I could cope with. By the time Liz meets the considerably younger, free-spirited actor, David (Franco), the story began to resemble a Mills and Boon novel (yes, this is an admission of having read one, but it was for an English class I took during my degree...honest).

Just as the joss sticks probably would have been - if I had smellovision - the film was really beginning to get up my nose by the time Roberts was swigging wine and troughing copious amounts of pasta in Italy. This section of the film looked like M&S had decided to adapt one of their "This is no ordinary bowl of cheesy pasta..." ads into a 20 minute short. Interesting...

Before she turns into a meatball herself, Liz jets off to India to pray - presumably that the effects of her carb-infested diet of the last few months won't be long lasting. Now, this bit is a little blurry, as I suddenly realised that my nails needing painting and might have looked away for a minute or two. But there was a guru, who told her she was "afraid to love again" after her somewhat bizarre divorce from her rather pathetic husband Stephen (Billy Cruddup). Aha! So she's afraid...

Liz, moments before being mowed down by the ravishing Felipe...
Perhaps the answer is in Bali? After almost killing her, Felipe (Bardem) looks like he could be her guy. Shame, if he'd have come round that corner a bit quicker, this could have been a very different film indeed. Nevertheless, she survives, and I won't spoil the ending for you, but let's just say they live happily ever after. Oh, sorry, did I spoil it? Impossible.

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

It's Arrested Development...

A few months back, having finished my Curb Your Enthusiasm marathon, I needed my next comedy fix, and after a strong recommendation from my dealer (of DVDs), my brother, I agreed to give Arrested Development a go. My first reaction wasn’t good, in fact, it was ugly: “I miss Larry! Who are these horrible, spoilt people?” and “OMG, OTT or wot?!” Gradually, the LOLs went from non-existent to non-stop and by the end of the first disc I was hooked.

I mean, a failing “illusionist” called Gob (pronounced Jobe), who rides around on a Segway and repeatedly sprays people with lighter fluid from the unreliable pyrotechnic trick kept up his sleeve - what more could you ask for in a comedy? Oh, you want more? Ok, well how about an alcoholic mother who smothers her son in a shouldn’t-be-funny-but-it-is, oedipal manner, only to accidently adopt a young Korean boy who she then uses to make her son jealous when he begins dating her friend come rival, played by the brilliant Liza Minelli. Throw in a self-centred daughter who is married to the fantastically named, Tobias Funke, a father who is wanted by the police for suspected treason, and another son who is forced to “keep them all together”. And don’t forget George Michael (the names keep coming) who is desperately in love with his cousin Maeby (told ya), and some fantastic cameos from the likes of Charlize Theron, Henry Winkler and Ben Stiller.

Originally broadcast in the States on Fox, way back in 2003, the first series won critical acclaim, but appallingly, was received worse than a cold shower by US audiences. Some fans believed it was too smart or ahead of its time, others blame Fox’s poor marketing, but whatever the reason, it has since grown a huge cult following, both here and in the US.

Brilliantly simple, and yet hugely complex, there are so many gags and character nuances, it’s difficult to take it all in on first viewing. If you have any sense of humour at all, you should definitely check out this show, and keep your eyes peeled for the highly anticipated up-and-coming movie, which has been on the cards for some time now. Creator, Mich Hurwitz and star, Will Arnett (Gob) recently spoke to fans via a webchat for Empire magazine. Hurwitz was reluctant to give any solid answers re the forthcoming movie, but did have this to say: “It's taken a while to get the elements together. And they're all together now, except the script, the plot and the shooting for the movie. But our hope is [that the film will be made] this year. Seriously. I am in the process of writing the movie with my quondam partner Jim Vallely”.

So, for all you virgin ADers out there, let me introduce you to the Bluths...


Still not convinced? Watch clips from the show at IMDb here http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367279/

Screaming for more? Well lucky for us Brits, it’s just begun screening on FX (Sky channel 124) Tuesdays at 9pm .

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Red carpet season is upon us...

Hello readers, so the new year is with us, and what a year it has been so far! First off, let me say congratulations to Colin Firth for claiming the Best Actor in a Motion Picture Drama award at the Golden Globes for his role in The King's Speech (review to come soon). And with his nom for Best Actor at the Oscars, there's a chance he could bag himself another award for his mantlepiece! But he's got some stiff competition: Jeff Bridges (True Grit), Javier Bardem (Biutiful), James Franco (127 Hours) and Jesse Eisenberg (The Social Network). Maybe he can even make it a hat trick if he wins the BAFTA next month! Best of luck Mr. Darcy!

As a big fan of fellow Brit, Christopher Nolan it was disappointing to not see him up for Best Director at the Oscars this year. What does this man have to do?! Seems he could end up joining his Inception star, Leonardo DiCaprio in the "why haven't they got an Oscar?!" club. But let's hope not.

Having been shunned by BAFTA, and failing to win at the Globes, what a relief it was to see the sublime animated feature, The Illusionist, up for a gong, courtesy of The Academy. If you haven't seen it, it's now out on DVD. From Sylvain Chomet, director of Belleville Rendezvous (AKA The Triplets of Belleville) the film, set in the 50s, follows a struggling French magician as he leaves Paris behind and heads to Britain, in search of success. A simple narrative, yet beautifully made, it is refreshing to watch a good old 2D animation as good as this, and Chomet is up there with Miyazaki in my book.


Now, time to start thinking about what I'm going to wear... Red dress? Black sequinned number? Floor-sweeping silk gown? But, I do want to be comfortable curled up on my sofa at 1:00 am, so perhaps I'll just stick with leggings and a baggy sweater. Sigh! One day... *daydreams of stepping onto the red carpet and posing for the cameras*.