Oh hell, yes please.
And then have the lead be played by a former Downton dude, and it just seems like someone is making very odd choices. Awesome choices, as it turns out, but.. odd.
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How much do I love MI:4? Well, I seem to have seen it twice in a week so far, and today's rewatch was quite possibly the reward I'd been promising myself for surviving an insanely family-intensive Christmas. I could quite happily watch it again but there's kinda The Artist (and possibly Puss in Boots) to catch first, just to be reasonable. (I do appear to be watching Knight & Day on dvd at the mo, though, as apparently my brain is craving breezy Tom Cruise action flicks right now.). I blame Brad Bird.
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Apparently I didn't take into account quite how brainmelting it would be trying to do LFF the way I have this year. *note to self for next year: TAKE MORE TIME OFF WORK...!*
My brain is still kinda off running around the plains of Armenia/a spooky Cumbrian boarding school circa 1921, and yet there are, like, patients to deal with and letters to be typed. Obviously I may as well start with the interesting stuff (so, completely backwards then)...
The last double-bill kicked off with The Awakening, which at some points had the potential to be utterly fabulous, and at other times was content to tick along as a kind of sub-The Others/Sixth Sense bog standard Ghost Story With a Twist. The fabulousness, as best seen in the first 20 mins, was Rebecca Hall dashing about Edwardian London being Florence the Kickass Lady Ghost Hunter/Writer. Really, we do need more of this particular bit immediately. Whenever the film got occasionally annoying after that, I distracted myself by theorising about a TV show where she disproves hauntings/fights crime on a weekly basis - preferably with Dominic West's adorabubble severely traumatised WW1 vet/kindly teacher Robert as her sidekick.
Honestly, at that point it was a little bit like Sherlock with an awesome girl. And GHOSTS. What's not to love?
The thing being is that this film is still in my head a couple of weeks later - for all it's many imperfections - and it's out on Friday here.. Armistice Day, nicely. So I may have to go see it again.
The very last festival film this year was HERE (the fact that it's 'arthouse' is about all the explanation you're gonna get for the vaguely unnecessary use of CAPSLOCK, but what the hey).
Actually it was utterly lovely, for all that it risked being fairly alienating, and I have pretty much zero knowledge of Armenia (except about the Turkish massacre about a century ago, oddly enough). There's a nice American boy doing satellite map engineering in Armenia (part of which is disputed and has never been mapped properly), and he runs into a slightly flighty Armenian photographer who's back home briefly on a grant and slightly reluctant to reconnect with her family, who can't really understand that photography can be an actual career. And then they run into each other again, by pure chance, and take a little road trip to the disputed territory... Well that's one version of it.
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Y'know the thing I shouldn't have done last week? Watched Agora. Sod the fact I've been wanting to watch it for absolutely ages, it actually turned out to be frickin' relentlessly depressing... book (well, scroll) burning, mass murder and religious oppression of every shade,
( kick-as... )
So: I saw Kick-Ass a couple weeks ago at previews, and it predictably rocked, which was something of a foregone conclusion but still a lot of fun getting there :o)
Obviously all the good stuff we saw at the presentations last year were present and correct; but in context they take on slightly different aspects... yep to all the ultraviolence; but for the most part the ultraviolence is only how they let you see Mindy, and it's completely comic, played for the breathless, manic silliness that's wholly designed to make you squeal and gasp. It's the counterpoints that get you; the real, real violence that doesn't cut away.
And the Daily Mail, reliably, wrote exactly the review everyone expected them to write (double page spread, 'Crime Against Cinema', one star, etc, etc, ad infinitum..) and so completely missed the point that it was quite painful.
But then I finally saw The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo last night, which was a teensy bit traumatic for my liking, and, well.. eh. I haven't read the books, admittedly, (apart from a tiny extract from Hornet's Nest that completely spoiled the whole twist about Lisbeth's background) but there has been something a little fascinating about the real life drama going on after Stieg Larsson's untimely death so I was interested to go see the film after all the rave reviews.
Heh. It wasn't badly made or acted (Noomi Rapace was simply extraordinary) but some of it did feel like you were being repeated punched, over and over.. ( Dragon Tattoo... )
Cos I've come to the conclusion that I've got some kinda.. deficiency... in it. Or something. I'm also 4 eps behind in Lost, which is frankly shocking considering it's the final season. Probably the spoiler that Charlotte came back and had some whole kinda thing with alt!Sawyer rather than Dan has pushed me over the edge, and I'm really hoping there's not gonna be a repeat of the whole BSG thing where I still haven't seen the last 12 eps, or Razor, or The Plan, mostly cos it ended up heading in a direction that made my brain zone out...
(Seriously, the current ad break is making my head hurt... they're playing what I could swear is Mumford and Sons on a tv ad for lastminute.com. And just switched off for a break from rewatching The Devil's Whore, and I'm suddenly hearing John Simm doing the voiceover for an Orange ad.... My brain is suitably confused.)
(apparently I also have issues with, er, focus too..)
The reason I'm also watching TDW again now is that I went to see Solomon Kane last weekend (after a marathon sour cream chocolate birthday cake baking session, long story), and was oddly impressed considering it was a Euro-stock-fantasy with a tiny budget that takes itself very seriously indeed.. but there was, equally oddly, distinct flair in the visuals with a real sense of plague-ridden, Puritan-esque England where it rains all the sodding time. Basically, it's earnest, grim, dour, definitely indebted to LOTR and seriously atmospheric. Also, there are demons. And zombies!
This would probably also be a good moment to mention that there's also a lot of James Purefoy being all noble whilst mostly dressed in leather trousers, finding lots of excuses to go topless
Hmm...also I finally saw Avatar in Imax 3D, was highly impressed, and before that got a tad upset when it didn't get Best Picture at the Oscars (hey, I stayed up til 5.30am watching the wretched thing, and while I would be spitting blood if Kath Bigelow hadn't got Best Director, I think the amount of work that went into Avatar, how impressive the finished product turned out to be, and the amount of success it's had does actually deserve to be recognised as well.) It's quite extraordinary how much better it is in Imax, and after the inital 3D clips at Moviecon last year made me kinda ill.. Hell, I sat there like a little kid with a big grin on my face the first few minutes as it zoomed over the forest, and actually went to brush away the falling ash after Hometree burned. I honestly can't see 3D very well normally (apparently the Imax glasses and wearing contacts make a big difference) so it was fantastic stuff.
Aaand now I need to stop blathering and go get some sleep... tomorrow would be my next writing retreat and last time was not a great success due to my fabulous sleep-deprived zombie interpretation...!
kinda starting to learn my lesson... the laptop has to stay off on weeknights if i want to get to bed anytime before 1am. It was a little bit ridiculously obvious when i was getting three hours less sleep (and digressing, but wtf Sky One seems to be re-enacting the Austen Powers/sausage/milkjugs scene for a trailer about a nudist show?! Decidedly odd, in context). Also, the Avatar tv adverts kicked off today... only 6 weeks to go?
Aaand, today I've been online for about a million hours. Muscles may well be atrophying, i probably wouldn't even notice, but I have finally managed to watch the first 4 eps of Stargate Universe.
( Village love )
And, dammit, just noticed The Village is on.
( Legend of the Seeker spoilery finale ravings... )
Whew, while I'm staying up late yet again, I may as well post all the stuff I haven't bothered with for the past few weeks...
Also... Ah, I accidentally ended up booking tickets to the Mayor's Gala showing of Bright Star at the London Film Festival week before last, and have been raving about it to anyone who stands still long enough ever since. But it was brilliant!( Boris! )( Bright Star )