Friday, 15 November 2013
Paper Towns (John Green)
Having heard nothing but endlessly mixed reviews of John Green's second Best-Seller novel, Paper Towns, and of course, having read two of his other novels, I went into this book with an open mind, if erring slightly on the side of caution.
However, having just finished the book, I came out of it again understanding perfectly why the reviews were so mixed. To start with, we are introduced to main characters Q and Margo through a flashback into their childhood together, and the stilted memory of finding the corpse of a suicide victim in their local park. But far from traumatizing the 9 year old protagonists, it seems only to spark an unhealthy obsession in the drama of mystery in quirky, flighty Margo, and becomes nothing more than a recreational memory in child of a therapist Quentin. The next time we meet them, however, things are a little bit different.
Now, one of my favourite elements in this book would have to be the timeline of Q's life, in the months leading up to his High School graduation. For me personally, being in my final year of school, a lot of his thoughts and feelings about the sudden changes in his life are expressed perfectly, and his journey throughout the plot is deeply relatable. A line in particular which really struck an emotional chord with me personally as the expression that Q could 'feel my lungs were drowning in perverse nostalgia', as speaking from experience, leaving a place, any place, feels exactly like this.
Another admirable element to the book would be the side characters, in Q's best friends, Ben and Radar, simply for their actual realism as people. Unlike so many of John Green's characters, neither of these boys are particularly philosophical, or emotionally ponderous in the majority of their outbursts, and actually have normal, non-analytical conversations about innuendos and video games. They feel a lot like real people thrown into an extremist fictional story, which makes their role in the book even more significant. In a view of the book as a whole, the moral behind it would be, essentially, to fight against the addiction of fictional creations; to keep reality around you, and to shake your head at the romanticism of loss. Ben and Radar understand this perfectly. They are very much characters of the real world, where life goes on, and people come and go, Q, on the other hand, is not.
The two central characters here, are very, very John Green. What I mean by this is that the, albeit beautifully written and emotionally charged, protagonists seem to have fallen into the unfortunate trappings of unoriginal parallels with their fictional siblings. For example, Q, in Paper Towns, is a simple, mentally stable and slightly nerdy and unpopular, normal teenage boy; whilst love interest Margo is less so, being adorably unhinged and kooky, as well as clever and thoughtful, overflowing with weird little habits and quirks which no boy can possibly resist. Unfortunately, these descriptions could also be that of, let's say, Will Grayson and Jane from 'Will Grayson, Will Grayson', or perhaps Pudge and Alaska from 'Looking for Alaska'. The three books could arguably be read as a set, each with a similar ending, and each with a distinct lack of the originality famed in Green's latest book 'The Fault in Our Stars'. Hazel and Augustus seem to have taken a different path to their predecessors, in that their personalities are equally balanced, and it is in fact their bodies, and lives which serve as their character flaws, and it is perhaps that which makes TFIOS so popular in comparison to the rest.
To sum up; don't disregard this book. Don't read it looking for the worlds most original love story. But don't brush aside as the least, either. Read it alone. Read the first two, and wait a while. Read it first, and then read the other two. In my opinion, it is neither better, nor worse, nor more interesting, nor less so than the other famed Green novels, but nether the less, this does not, in any shape, form or fashion, stop it from being a damned good read.
Wednesday, 6 November 2013
Sky One's Dracula: Episode 1
The episode starts with the umpteenth resurrection of the long drained Count Dracula, throwing us straight in at the deep end, blood, guts and more; taking the gnarled, dry bones of the character, and of the novel, and fleshing them out into Johnathon Rhys Myers' cool and concise interpretation, the reinvented promise of things to come. Myers is predictably seductive in this, draping himself across luxurious ballrooms and bustiers, dragging his teeth from neck to neck, and showing us the extravagance of his acting, in all its rich depth and flavour. In the vampiric sense, think less Edward Cullen here; more Interview with the Vampire's Lestat; cool yet clumsy in his emotion. There are wobbles and jolts in Dracula's character; he is most definetly not the stone wall of a man we'd come to expect from a man of Myers portrayal, making him one of the more complex characters of the episode.
Myers' supporting cast, however, don't quite have the sleek seduction as their leading man; Jonathon Harker is played sweetly and prudish enough to match his handwritten self, intelligent and innocent Mina is clear straight from the start, yet Katie McGrath's character of Lucy was a rather disappointing watch, in all honesty. Whilst I am a steadfast fan of McGrath's work, her portrayals of characters, whether they be ancient sorceress' hiding out in Camelot's dirtiest hovels, or high society wannabes; they appears to be no clear definition between these roles, and it's awkwardly easy to pick up on the same character traits, voices and motives in almost all of them, making it a slightly predictable and under-complicated watch. Even the character of Lucy seems to have been taken a little too far; without actually reading the book, you could assume Lucy was flirty, and impure in her actions regarding her suitors, and this seems to have been the line taken and run with by the writers, creating a completely fictional persona for the once apologetic and genuinely respectful original female character. It seems disloyal to Stoker's work to impose this characterisation upon the girl, as well as lazily cast, in giving McGrath such a typical role.
Another fault found would've been the setting and geography of the episode; confusing in it's attempted English-isms. Dracula appears to be the only 'American' character within the show, walking amongst the smoky, cobbled streets of Victorian England, yet almost everything else feels strangely American as well. It appears to be an England trying too hard to be English, yet still retaining that Sky One USA feel to it. It's definetly lacking the polish and finesse of a BBC production.
Even the storyline lacked interest. Given that the book focuses so heavily on the storylines of Lucy, Mina and Jonathon, it was disappointing that they played such unimportant roles here; with Dracula's tedious fuel with a rival electricity company taking center stage in what should've been the ultimate vampire seduction. It could've been the plotline of an old age sitcom, and still would've made sense.
Honestly, however, I was not expecting better. I may be hideously biased in my criticisms of the American production here, being brought up on the slick-shot BBC dramas of the time, but in my experience, Sky's Dracula could be lost in a blur of poorly shot, and failed horror dramas, to no great loss or devastation.
Tuesday, 22 October 2013
Bad Teacher (2011)
Whilst, much like School of Rock, so much of the attention is based on the terrible teaching skills, but unlike School of Rock, there really isn't that much focus on the children. There's the generic spoiled brat, emotional love-struck sweetheart, the nerdy one, the chubby one...very much the typical format, but luckily this didn't actually impact on the film at all. They almost managed to avoid something which is personal hatred of mine, and include too young children in too adult jokes. It doesn't work; it's uncomfortable, and you can almost hear the audience wondering in their head if the child actually understands the joke they're awkwardly blurting out, yet this was artfully dodged, for which I am grateful.
The supporting characters were, at best,...complex. There's no one defining characteristic for any of them, and many of them change their personality during the course of the film, but in the deeper, philosophical terms, this mirrors much of our real personalities (ever changing and developing), so can, of course be forgiven. Timberlake plays an interesting role here, in that he's both lovable, and incredibly annoying, and from the trailer, we're given the impression that it's his looks which draw Diaz to him, yet she generally seems rather tee-d off with him for most of the film, and it's a little difficult trying to understand what her motives are for targeting him. Another muddled personality type belongs to that of Jason Segel's character, gym teacher Russell, who despite first trying out for the role of geeky and obsessed with the hot new teacher, *think Mr Church and Miss Postern from Big School, Brits* somewhere in the middle becomes a man almost as bad as our grungy protagonist and starts pulling out the mockery and marijuana out from the depths of his gym bag.
The ladies of the cast seem to have managed to side-step this problem, grilling themselves to stick to the individual roles of psychotic and zany red head 'Miss Squirrel', the obvious antagonist of the film; though from a moral point of view, she really should've been the hero here; and anxious, lonely and desperately trying to make friends with the cool girl, 'Lynn'. Other side characters include '17 Again' and 'I Love You, Man' star Thomas Lennon, and 'iCarly' teen-star Noah Munck.
The humour in this film, whilst not the most sophisticated, is actually very well done, and there are so many scenes where you have to sit back and just think over again the genius you've just watched. For a woman of so little ambition, Elizabeth is a fountain of undiscovered cunning, and is, predictably, the smartest of the lot of them. Her language is absolutely terrible, but it's so fitting for the character you barely even notice it, though it may not be something you watch with the kids.
Overall, it's a funny and easy watch, with no errors too large it becomes unbearable, and no heroics too big it replaces the legends. 8 out 10.
Saturday, 12 October 2013
'Insidious: Chapter 2'
Released only weeks ago, Insidious 2 has become such a grossly talked about film, with such mixed reviews, it seemed almost criminal not to go and see the sequel of one of the few horror films that actually had me shaking. And generally, I was disappointed.
The story itself picks up just 12 hours after the finale of it's prequel, with the tired and traumatised housewife Renai sat in a police holding cell, trying to explain the unexplainable feats of the nights before, and how there came to be a stone cold dead woman sat in the middle of her living room floor. The family, not living with Josh's mother, spend the first third of the film trying to return to normal before discovering that normality is an unattainable concept, especially with the very same demon returning for their families, in a head-shakingly predictable new vessel.
Overall, the story line is good. The ghoulish villains have an intriguing back story, the jump scares were rolling in by the plenty, there was a not-quite-shocking-but-still-quite-surprising twist thrown in halfway through, and from beginning to middle, I was interested. Yet, from middle to end, I simply lost focus. The story from that point on became too scattered, too predictable and too plagiarised, it felt like any old horror film; falling chandeliers, spooky, dusty houses, slamming doors and lazy writing. The conclusion to the story was unpleasantly poor as well, seemingly summing up years of trauma in a few short scenes, none of which were performed to any great acting standard, I might add.
The cast itself is reasonably resonant, with the same characters, plus one, resuming pretty much the same roles as in the previous film. Worried wife Renai (Rose Byrne), frustrated father Josh (Patrick Wilson), kindly spiritualist, nerdy ghost busters and children who kick ghostly-butt and whisper creepy warnings through their baby monitors. The new addition to the cast, Carl, played by 'The Hunger Games' Steve Coulter, takes the form of an old friend of the recently deceased Elise, effectively takes the place of resident spiritual contactor, yet actually has a very two dimensional personality in contrast to some of the other characters; far too many of whom had so much screen time, yet spent so little of it actually acting. Another character whose time on screen should've been increased ever so slightly would've been the ghostly demon itself, who, whilst having it's marginally disturbing private and personal life explained away, doesn't really do that much ghostly murdering. Yes, the grim looking 'mother of death' does make a couple of chairs flap about, and whilst she does strum out some terrible piano chords once in a while, she does a surprisingly small amount of damage in the 'real world', and serves only a marginally larger purpose in the 'spirit world'.
One of the complaints I had of the last film was, to be blunt, the flinch-worthy and horribly hammy special effects concluding the second half, yet these appeared to have kept to a minimum in 'Chapter 2', for which I was incredibly grateful. The actual 'scary' moments of the film... well, yes, they were scary, but it was a rather short-fused fear, and were slightly disjointed in comparison to the rest of the film, in all it's dry stretch. I also found that, in comparison to the drawn-out tension of the previous film, the directors decided to drop in some lighter moments of comic relief, typically in the characters of Specs and Tucker; yet these moments were so awkwardly punctuated, stuck in between scenes which might've been scary, or emotional, it just felt unpolished and badly edited. If you're looking for a film to make you jump out of your seat, a real white-knuckle horror...this is really not going to be that film.
Sunday, 6 October 2013
'Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs' (2009)
As the long awaited sequel rapidly approaches I felt it was finally time to sit down and watch animated foodie film 'Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs', in all it's moreish and meaty goodness. And I absolutely loved it.
The story starts with adorable young Flint Lockwood (Bill Hader) a wide eyed dreamer from the grey and grungy town of Swallow Falls (located under the A in Atlantic on the map) who has spent his life trying to invent a contraption to make life just that little bit better; whether it be spray on shoes, monkey translators or even a machine to change condensed water into food...with the latter causing all the problems. With his town falling into a sardine-filled depression, and his father trying to pigeon hole him into work at his tackle shop, Flint realises that both he and his village desperately need some excitement, need something to change and fast to keep them all moving, and so invents the 'FLDSMDFR'. But, as with every invention walking its way out of Flint's underground lab...there's always one major flaw in his underappreciated genius. So, when Flint tries set up his magical machine at the unveiling of the new hand-me-down sardine-based theme park, he is suddenly interrupted, and the machine flies out of control halfway through construction, destroying the park, shaming his father, and turning both the town, and pretty visiting weather girl Sam against him in a matter of minutes. However, what Flint doesn't anticipate is that when the machine shoots up into the ether...the consequences of Flint's actions begin to rain down on all of them...though perhaps not in the way that he expects.
Now, onto the analysis. This film was brilliant for three very different reasons, with the first being the absolutely perfect characterisation of all characters and cast members involved, from stunning and secretly geeky Sam Sparks (Anna Faris), interning at her local weather station in the hope of fulfilling her dreams of becoming a real reporter, to suspicious and shorts-wearing police officer Earl, voiced by none other than the incredible Mr T, with his aggressively endless commentary of love for his young son Cal. Flint himself is obviously wonderful, of course, if slightly predictable in his perpetual awkwardness and his 'underwhelming hero does good, but it goes bad, but then they fix it again' story line. Despite this, he is still a very watchable, and relatable main character.
However, the absolute star of this film, for me personally, would have to be the large and unobtrusive father of Flint, a bemused and long suffering man with a magnificent monobrow and the constant confusion of being a teenage parent, who can never quite say what he feels in regards to his son. With his wife having died ten years previously, comfort and encourage for his hyperactive and gangly son will usually appear in the form of fishing metaphors, which Flint has never quite caught the tail of (no pun intended), all of which make for a complex and heart-rendering between the two, something the film handles incredibly well, creating an ending which is very, very relatable for teenagers and their parents all around the world. Another favourite of mine would have to be Flint's best friend and pet monkey 'Steve' (Neil Patrick Harris), the guinea pig of the 'monkey translator headband' whose one word utterances are absolutely perfect in both the lighter and darker scenes of the film.
The second prong of my analysis would have to be in the graphic effects of the film, in the towns slick and sheer transformation from dull and dented fishing town to tourist hot spot and foodie heaven. The visuals here are absolutely stunning, from the shining jello mansion, the cheese dip street pools, to the beautifully imagined food cloud framing the town, shimmering and glowing in a way that looks practically artistic. It makes for such an enjoyable and intriguing watch, with even the smallest of details making you gasp in awe.
And finally, my ultimate favourite element of the film; the food. As a person who has always found, with a childish sense of glee, food puns to be the absolute height of humour, the grub-related dialogue in many scenes had me howling, whilst the actual images of the food continued to make me absolutely starving as the film progressed. Tip: do not watch this film on an empty stomach. Or with an empty fridge for that matter. The entire plot of the food wars was brilliantly explained as well, leaving no gaping plot holes, and no dodgy summaries to answer the general questions of 'how' and 'why' in regards to a giant cloud of raining food.
In conclusion, I thoroughly enjoyed each and every aspect of this film, from the much appreciated low-key romance sub-plot to the lovable heroes journey through fame and back, and I literally cannot wait for the the next part! Bring it on!
Sunday, 29 September 2013
Atlantis: The new Merlin?
Created by producers Julian Murphy and Johnny Capps, the new series of 'Atlantis' was revealed last night on BBC 1, taking the spot of legendary magical drama 'Merlin', produced by the very same men.
Essentially, in almost Alice in Wonderland-esque parallel, the premise of the programme is a young man named Jason who accidently travels to the Lost City of Atlantis in the search for his father who was lost at sea a few weeks previously. It is there that he will meet his great destiny, his friends, his love interests, and most importantly, his home, something which he'd never quite found in the 'ordinary world'.
Now, even from the summary, it is easy to see the similarities between this, and other 'off world-y' dramas, from Merlin, to Gladiator, even to Harry Potter, in his naive understanding of a world he's been thrown into, yet has a great power in this world all the same. The City of Atlantis can be likened to an early Roman city, in it's dress, it's people, it's design, and even it's monarchy, with the great King Minos dubiously ruling the people into fear and hatred, ensuring his passionate beliefs in the Gods are spread throughout his lands. And from there, it is quite obvious that Jason does not fit in quite like the others.
Unlike Harry Potter, however, our hero isn't quite the embodiment of magic and mystery, and is very much a 21st century boy in a 3rd century world. The clothes don't suit him, he's useless with a sword, and he questions every little decision or tradition made by the people, and this is possibly why he does make such a good main character. Although it takes him a shockingly short amount of time to settle into his new life as citizen of Atlantis, willingly giving up everything he had of the world he'd lived in for 18 years of his life, there is so much happening in the first episode that an hour of deep characterisation on 'but how shall I live without my mobile phone?' seems unnecessary.
It should be said that we are still told very little about Jason's character, however. We don't know if he had any friends, or a girlfriend, any family, if he went to school, back in the real world, as the only person we meet is a colleague of his father's, who helps him in his search. This is an unfortunate negative in the episode, though, of course there is still plenty of time to explore this in further episodes. Another thing hopefully to be explored in the continuation of the series is originality, as possibility the biggest downside to the writing here is it's almost plagiarized story lines and dialogue. The parallels to 'Merlin' are literally endless; both central characters arrive in the world they will spend the rest of their lives, and instantly begin causing problems. The both start brawls in the marketplace, both upset figures of authority, and both end up stumbling into the place they will soon call their new home, with an older figure to care for them, a love interest of a higher class, and a best friend to 'banter' with as they go about trying to save the world. As an avid fan of Merlin, it was almost embarrassingly easy to spot the similarities in the two, especially in the relationship between Jason and new best friend Pythagoras (yes, the triangle guy from all those coma-inducing Maths lessons you don't remember), played by Robert Emms, previously known by his work in War Horse alongside Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston. Unlike Merlin and Arthur, their relationship is much less of a slow burner, and a lot more instantaneous, with Jason literally falling into Pythagoras' lap and rolling around on the floor with him for a while, before going on to risk his life for him later on in the episode. As ever, this relationship is clearly going to be the one to focus on, with the BBC sprouting yet another timeless bromance for audiences to get their teeth into, yet, they still haven't learned their lesson when it comes to love interests.
Ariadne, daughter of King Minos, is the unlucky lady this time around, taking an immediate interest in Jason when he accompanies Pythagoras to Minos' courtroom halfway through the episode. Played by Aiysha Hart, the princess is obviously beautiful, and whilst there is some mild staring between the two characters, the chemistry is sadly lacking, and the girl herself actually appeared to be just a reincarnated season 1 Morgana Pendragon, defying her parents brutality, befriending the plebs, doing good work behind the King's back, although it is yet to be seen whether she too will take the dark and deadly route, and become the enemy of her very own family.
A character who is clearly going to become a favourite of the series has to be Mark Addy, playing a version of Hercules you wouldn't typically expect, with his portly figure and perpetual drunken state, he appears to be Pythagoras' grumpy landlord, who joins the two boys on their adventures around the city. A figure of light comic relief, he fits into the dynamic of the lads well, though it'll be interesting to see if he can get his teeth into the more gritty, emotional story lines, and if his cowardice, which was predominantly comic in this episode, will cause problems for them all later on in the series.
Overall, the episode was an enjoyable watch, if slightly on the simplistic, predictable side, and the characters themselves were very well cast, my personal favourite being adorably nerdy Pythagoras, and whilst it's likely that I will watch next week, the writers are definitely going to have to step up their game to keep me hooked for the entire series.
Sunday, 15 September 2013
Sliding Doors (1998)
The proper
90’s classic, Sliding Doors is the ultimate British American film of the
paranormal suburbia. The story features Helen, a young woman with a cheating
boyfriend and a sudden case of unemployment, on the day she misses the tube
after being fired from her job. However, this film is a little different from
the typical heroine downfall and romantic interest life changer; except it’s
not. Technically, it’s two films. Helen’s life is split in two the second she
trips down the stairs of the London Underground. In one scenario, she is
intercepted by a child, and misses her designated tube, and in another she
catches the doors, and takes the first tube home.
A young Gwyneth
Paltrow stars as the unlucky yet wonderfully sarcastic Helen, with John Hannah
as the chatty and Scottish man James, whom she meets in both lives, yet keeps
in only one. Paltrow is brilliant in this, playing two parts of the same woman,
two lives, two hairstyles even, and though it is done with what is arguably an
incredibly dodgy half-British accent, the overall effect of Helen is
fantastically done. The stretch of the acting is done well too, with even the
tiniest characteristics of Helen being modified and remembered as she goes
through both lives, and the changes that happen to her along the way.John Hannah
is such a warm and lovable character, in this as well, creating a signature
trope of wit and quirk, with the famed line ‘no one expects the Spanish
inquisition’, stolen from Monty Python but used perfectly for his relationship
with Helen. Though, perhaps, even he has
his secrets…
The overall
feel of the film is very easy to relax into and enjoy, yet it continues to have
the twists and surprises of a well done rom-com, in the mystery of the
miserable cheating boyfriend, or the journey of James’ and Helen’s developing
relationship. The brilliance of the alternate universe is cleverly done too, as
it rams home the message that even tiny, insignificant moments can change your
life, though it’s debatable for Helen which life has changed for the worst.
In
conclusion, for a film with adorable quirky British-isms and a cast of stars from
before they were stars, this is a perfect weekend watch, and whilst it might
not be the most thrilling or exciting of films, it’s certainly not lacking in
easy humour and romance.
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