Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Even the shittest lump of tossed off trash will usually have a moment that surprises as you witness something you've never seen on screen before. In this it's a woman viciously beating a man about the head with her left tit which, due to an implanted micro camera, takes a photo every time it makes contact with the chaps face.
Saturday, 26 February 2011
Takes a while to kick off (Charlotte when Mr Incredible gets kidnapped: "Great, the film's only just started and we've been watching for ages!") but when it kicks off, it goes stratospheric (Charlotte when the kid at the end shouts 'that's totally wicked': "I'm with him").
Thursday, 24 February 2011
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Six strangers wake up in a locked room and begin to search for a clever ending to the movie.
Unfortunately they make do with a hastily tacked on allegory which has all the subtlety of the director standing behind you as you watch and shouting 'AHA!' at the right moment.
Monday, 21 February 2011
Friday, 18 February 2011
An incredibly heartfelt tale of a cerebral palsy afflicted serial killer that allows Crispin Glover to address his own twin priorities of;
1) Asking challenging and discomforting questions on how cinema chooses to portray those who are differently abled, and
2) Being really fucking weird.
Monday, 14 February 2011
Saturday, 12 February 2011
Charlotte came bursting out of this pitch perfect modern rendition of a classic and practically recited it verbatim. So I think it went down well.
I was just pleased that all the cod moralising that infects so much of childrens cinema was kept to a minimum allowing far more space for unashamed stupidity.
Friday, 11 February 2011
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Brilliantly savage retelling of Disney's Song Of The South that skillfully navigates itself along the right side of a fine line that separates the attacking of racial stereotypes and the perpetuating of them, whilst also lashing out at phoney religion, corrupt police and the mafia.
A hip hop sample treasure trove.
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
Monday, 7 February 2011
The pertinent question in my mind was 'Do we need another boxing movie?'
The answer is yes! One that cleverly takes the genre stalwart 'emotional difficulties to be overcome' and externalises it as a second character allowing the opportunity for multiple victories and much uncontrollable joyous fist clenching for the viewer.
A more difficult question to answer is 'Are we going to need another boxing movie after this one?'
Sunday, 6 February 2011
Silliness abounds in this tale of a coma patient on a murderous rampage, although by far the most galling aspect is the majority British cast faking American accents and the Northern Irish locations doubling for the US in one of the worst cases yet of our film industry slurping on the cock of Hollywood.