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I think the main point this doco tried to make (repeatedly) over its 78 minute runtime was: The English are Pricks. The really, really rich ones specifically. If you’re interested in learning more about what they do, and how they do it – look elsewhere.
A very provocative title – although they’re not going to call it “Approximately 50 minutes’ worth of random footage and 2nd-hand anecdotes”. I did learn a few things about Dad’s Army that I didn’t know, such as Corporal Jones and Capt. Mainwaring not being able to stand each other because of the actors’ relative political…
Similar to the Dad’s Army one (I watched them back-to-back), this was pure Channel 5 non-documentary claptrap. Some decent factual content about the programme, and filled in a bit more context for me about why it was so popular and ever-present in Australia (e.g. they filmed a companion series to it in Australia!). Mildly amusing. …
I’ve seen this a few times before (incl. the Swedish original, and reading the books), but rewatched cos we were on a boat sitting around in a harbour and there was jeff-all else to do. I suppose the thing that struck me was that the film is mercifully free of the author describing the furniture…
I’ve got a bit of a funny relationship with this film. I *know* intellectually it’s the sort of thing that a nerd of my pedigree ought to love/live & be able to quote backwards. However I’d only ever watched it all the way through once before, when a cinephile friend in Australia gave me one…
What a weird film! I think we got drawn into this by seeing Alexander Skarsgard on a chat show and selling the idea so fully. And yet when you watch it you find yourself thinking, “Well, this isn’t what I thought this was going to be”. Great prodiction values for an epic story – however…
Few films can stand out as being “truly dire” – but this was one of them. Basically forcing the “different generation” trope as a woman who’s been in a coma for 20 years returns to her high school to complete senior year, but bringing with her all the attitudes of a 90s teenager. 👎👎
This genre flick goes beyond being a film into being a bona-fide cinema classic, but on THIS occasion I saw it as a digital restoration at the Bristol IMAX as part of 20th Century Flicks’ Forgotten Worlds film festival. Pure early-80’s Australian post-apocalyptic sci-fi, in a world with little to no exposition and a sense…
I loved this. Richard Ayoade directs an off-kilter Gilliam/Brazil-esque vision of a Dostoyevsky story in which an inadequate man encounters, covets, interacts with, worships, and is plagued by a much more successful clone of himself. Making films is such a lottery, isn’t it? This was a gem. 👍👍
4 goes to finish this (interrupted by couch-snoozin), which is no way to give a film an objective go at being received well, is it? For starters, I’m not someone who generally gives a monkey’s about comicbook films. Then there was the hype… I guess I just found this REALLY unedifying. Neither rooted enough in…