I watched Winding Refn’s ‘Valhalla Rising’ last year during a very strange time in my life. Miles from home, alone in a faceless hotel room and inevitably pissed the film had a profound effect on me. It was eerie and compelling, an interesting, dreamlike mix of pregnant pauses and shocking violence. It probably wasn’t the best time for me to be watching it and I couldn’t decide if I liked it or not for a long time after. Strangely enough that’s a compliment, it stuck with me.
Drive, however instantly evoked jealousy, awe and adoration. Maybe because it taps into the films I grew up watching with it’s 80’s noir stylings and superb sound track. Maybe because like Valhalla Rising it is not afraid to skip dialogue and rely on visual narrative or maybe it’s just because it’s very fucking cool.
I don’t know much about Ryan Gosling or Carey Mulligan but with Bryan Cranston, Ron Perlman, Christina Hendricks and Albert Brooks it’s a great supporting cast. So impressed I’m tempted to watch it again today and I’ll also now track down Winding Refn’s ‘Bronson’ and his ‘Pusher’ trilogy.
Massive Adam and Joe fan - http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00876k2 Always loved their stuff, maybe especially so because it can be oh so childish. But for Joe Cornish to break out into a genre film about inner city kids fighting monsters? Really?
Really. Quality from start to finish with a humour that is sadly lost in the attached trailer. Real, believable characterisation and a terrifying ear for ‘yoof’ dialogue that as a certified middle class white boy I can only assume is genuine. What is nice is that this isn’t just a distinctly British take on the invasion genre but one that shorn of it’s UK roots would still be fresh. I hope there isn’t a US remake on the cards but I could at least understand why in this case.
Loving the new version of Thundercats despite my initial reservations. Maybe it’s because the original hasn’t aged too well, or maybe because the remake has been treated with respect. Whatever the reason it’s fun and doesn’t rely on nostalgia. Also the mighty Clancy Brown provides voice acting and if it’s good enough for the Kurgan, it’s good enough for me.
So I’m hungover on an epic scale and I can’t sleep. So I decide to watch an old favourite: Peter Jackson’s Bad Taste.
I can’t recall the number of times over the years I’ve watched this, usually in various stages of inebriation. Despite, or maybe because of, the low-fi nature, the gore filled mutilation of Jackson’s home made aliens never fails to charm. It also proves to me that no matter how old and responsible I think I might get I’m still amused by slapstick violence, swearing and exploding sheep.
Back after months away! I’ll endeavour to be little more regular in spewing my pointless televisual tastes to an uncaring and ignorant world.
So: Game Of Thrones. I really enjoyed it although it was, at times, a little uneven. I’m looking forward to the next episode though which means it’s done it’s job. It’s about time HBO turned their attentions to the fantasy genre and Sean Bean seems born to play this sort of role.
In other news: Sym-Bionic Titan has been cancelled because ‘ it didn’t have enough toys connected to it’. Fuck you Cartoon Network. Fuck you.
Full of melodrama, with some Darkplace-esque delivery, nonetheless, a brilliant film I’d never even heard of before. Isabelle Adjani is fantastic - sexy and more than a bucketful of crazy, Sam Neill has the tightest pants in film history and to top it all off there’s a tentacle sex beast. Classic.