I lose concentration and I let it slip, I feel it fall along the sandy grain of my finger tips, I watch as it drops, and I watch as it hits, and i see when it stops on the bottom step, then i see as it cracks, and begins to leak. It trickles round, down, [...]
“The rush of battle is often a potent and lethal addiction, for war is a drug.” (The Hurt Locker, Kathryn Bigelow, 2008, US, 131 min) To beat an ex-partner at something is a wonderful feeling: a feeling that Kathryn Bigelow surely experienced when her war film The Hurt Locker trumped her ex-husband James Cameron’s multi-million [...]
State of Decay (Blitz, Elliot Lester, UK, 2011, 97 mins) One imagines that Elliot Lester had a South London Dirty Harry in mind when Ken Bruen’s 2002 novel came crashing through his window, tied to a brick. Blitz is one of Bruen’s Inspector Brand thrillers, pitching a Macpherson unfriendly cop whose playbook contains a foreword [...]
Pirates of the Caribbe-gone (Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Rob Marshall, US, 2011, 137 mins) “Up Is Down” and “One Day” are two of my favourite songs from The World’s End soundtrack, the third addition to the franchise that was criticised for being too long and full of repetitive deceitful acts to keep [...]
Toretto’s Ten (Fast Five, Justin Lin, US, 2011, 130 mins) ‘Ten-second car’; ‘undercarriage lighting’; ‘pink slips’; ‘NOS.’ Ten long years ago, The Fast and the Furious took the world into the exotic realm of underground racing, and subsequently added those phrases to the vocabulary of almost every adolescent boy. But, a decade is a long [...]
Child’s Play (Hanna, Joe Wright, USA/UK/Germany, 2011, 111 mins) Ah kids. One day they’re a gurgling bundle of joy nestling in your arms, the next they’re snapping necks and loading techs. At least this is the case in Hanna, Joe Wright’s latest offering which sees him take a wild departure from his usual mix of [...]
Alluring from start to fin-ish. Catfish, Henry Joost and Ariel Schulman, USA, 87 min Reclined in a wicker chair on the porch of his Michigan home, Vince Wesselman has the faintest hint of a smile creeping across his lined face. Eyes wrinkled with nostalgia, he embarks upon a story, an old naval tale of sorts, [...]