All You Need Is… (Love, William Eubank, US, 2011, 86 mins) These days, $500,000 isn’t a lot of money. It’ll buy you a pretty nice house with enough spare change to get the Magnet team in to spruce up your kitchen; a Mercedes McLaren SLR and enough gas to (maybe) get it home from the [...]
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Haiku The frosted glass hides The shape of the still spread bed – Void of all but dust. Lovers in lamplight, Sharing hearts and frozen lips – What secrets still lie? Summer’s shooting star, Dancing higher than heaven – What have you witnessed? Rain and sands tumble; This world strives ever [...]
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The Internal War (Hell and Back Again, Danfung Dennis, US/UK/Afghanistan, 2011, 88 mins) Despite what you might first assume, red is not the colour of conflict; grey is. Morality, ethics, justness – the truth is, warfare offers very few absolutes. But, throughout man’s entire experience of waging war, there has been one undeniable truth – [...]
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Nature versus Nurture (Project Nim, James Marsh, UK, 2011, 93 mins) The world has long held a fascination with anthropomorphic primates. From entire planets run by the damned, dirty apes to a skyscraper-scaling God-among-gorillas falling in love in New York, the notion that our not-so-distant cousins could one day achieve humanity has frequently been espoused [...]
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Expletives and Ethics (Shut Up Little Man! An Audio Misadventure, Matthew Bate, Australia, 2011, 89 mins) At one time or another, everyone has had those neighbours – the kind that have midweek parties at Spinal Tap-esque volumes, arguments that can shake windows and bypass brick walls, and, worst of all, are entirely unconcerned with the [...]
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In Bruges, In Galway (The Guard, John Michael McDonagh, Ireland, 2011, 96 mins) Imagine if Lethal Weapon didn’t take place on the chalk line-laden streets of Los Angeles, but on the Craggy Island-esque dreary moors and drab schemes of Ireland’s Connemara district. Now, imagine that Mel Gibson’s Martin Riggs was not a chiselled, partially deranged [...]
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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 [...]
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Schrödinger’s Train (Source Code, Duncan Jones, US/France, 2011, 93 mins) Genres can be funny things in the realm of film. Take science fiction, for example. In the wrong hands, the cinematic baggage that label carries can result in little more than explosions, screaming, awful CGI, and characterisation with all the depth of a slow-punctured paddling [...]
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Raindrops The sky cracks and raindrops tumble Like coins from a sundered pocket. You shatter your stride and duly wait, Neck arched, eyes clasped and lips unlocked, For the first bead to stroke your skin. And there, in those iced-over moments, The world entire draws deep, heaves and holds, As blinding white scores the [...]
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Ink The boy did Faulkner to perfection, His marks upon the page make it truth. ‘Fast-track’ scored upon his forehead and accent, To the gates he came, bearing the packed lunch Of the elite; carrying cucumber in place of corned beef. Those in the lamplight, with their snug wedding rings And supermarket suits, thought [...]
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