Wednesday, 9 April 2014

REVIEW: The Zero Theorem


For a film that chronicles a world set in a futuristic fast lane, this sure did feel like a slow ride. I wanted to love this, I really did. On the surface, The Zero Theorem had all the ingredients to make a feast of a film: Terry Gilliam's wonderfully wacky vision acted out by the effortlessly brilliant Christoph Waltz is enough to make any movie fan hop to the cinema with the highest of expectations. Unfortunately I left the film feeling a little deflated and most definitely disappointed. Set in a dystopian hyper-future filled with speeding, talking billboards and iPad parties that are striking to watch, the film follows Qohen Leth (Waltz), a computer programmer whose goal it is to discover the meaning of human existence. Whilst the plot may seem familiar and overdone, it is an idea I have always found myself intrigued by. I can't be the only one who finds myself in the middle of an existential crisis at least once a month? Usually when i'm tired, overworked or drunk. 

For The Zero Theorem, it is the plot that falls flat. The story and direction of the film is completely chaotic and difficult to get invested in. Whilst characters are played well, the actors behind them are not offered much to grasp onto and the film lacks a serious emotional depth. The one scene in which I found the most encouraging, a moment between Qohen and Bainsley (Mélanie Thierry) was short-lived and not enough to hold up the rest of the film. The movie also relies on some uncomfortable gender portrayals with hyper-sexualised female characters and scenarios that tread the fine line of becoming genuinely offensive. 
Overall, The Zero Theorem is packed full of imagination with an abundance of production value but lacks the clarity to pull you into the onscreen experience. I spent a lot of the time bewildered and impatient rather than dazzled and engrossed. Or in other words, too much "eh?" and not enough "WOW!" 


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Wednesday, 26 March 2014

REVIEW: The Grand Budapest Hotel

Directed by Wes Anderson | Fox Searchlight Pictures
I should probably start this *review* by saying something fancy like: Wes Anderson has once again allowed us into his matte painted world of gliding camera shots and candy colours with a script that is both charming and high in wit.... But all I really want to do is scream at you: GO. SEE. THIS. FILM.. Right now. What are you waiting for? Like seriously? Its Wednesday! Take a friend and go see it for half price! Ok, so its like 11.30pm, but you get my point. 

The reason i'm quite hesitant to call this a *review* is because i'm actually already a huge Wes Anderson fan. I went into the showing of this film knowing it would be good. But that does not necessarily mean I knew it would be as wonderful as it was or that I knew it would favour as well as it has with the critics, I just knew it would be a film that I would personally enjoy. I've been living in an Anderson dream since I first saw The Royal Tenenbaums. I knew I was hooked from the moment Richie Tenenbaum shaved off his all hair to the soundtrack of Elliot Smith's Needle In The Hay. You could say it was love at first watch. 

Anderson fans, like myself, will be happy to see some familiar faces in The Grand Budapest Hotel, with Bill Murray (my love), Adrian Brody and Owen Wilson - to name a short few - all making respective appearances. The film hosts an impressive ensemble cast who's talents do not go unnoticed, but this time around it was Anderson newcomer, Ralph Fiennes, that stole the film as Monsieur Gustave H. Fiennes is, quite simply, absolutely brilliant. He delivers the signature wit of Anderson's script with the deadpan and eccentric style of an Anderson regular. An unexpected star that may as well just sign his contract now for Anderson's next three films. 

I like what film critic, Peter Bradshaw, wrote in his review for The Guardian about the film and overall style: "It makes the audience feel like giants bending down to admire a superbly detailed little universe" - its true. The Grand Budapest Hotel is an incredibly fun film, full of frills and screwball sequences with touches of darker themes that make the viewing a dizzying pleasure to experience. I loved it, and I know you will too. 


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Friday, 7 March 2014

writing: #POORLEO

Last Sunday, I stayed up until 5am to watch the live coverage of the 86th Academy Awards, or as we all know them as ~THE OSCARS~. Sat in my bedroom with the essentials (Macbook, hummus and energy drinks), I couldn't have been further away from the glitz and glamour of Hollywood Boulevard, but did that mean I couldn't enjoy or feel a little apart of the spectacle? HELL NO. I'll admit, i'm a kind of obsessed with award ceremonies; the speeches, the dresses, the tears, the fuck ups and the actors faces of feigned joy as they watch 'their' awards go to fellow nominees - I love it all.

This year seemed a quieter affair compared to previous years, but I still immersed myself into its atmosphere. There was laughs a plenty, selfies, pizza and Meryl, what could possibly have ruined such a joyous occasion? Well, according to the internet, Leonardo DiCaprio not winning that much anticipated Oscar. The internet exploded into one giant meme in response to the ghastly outcome with even #PoorLeo trending on Twitter with users sending out their sincere condolences to the actor. The media took note of the public outrage by publishing an abundance of articles on the matter, and by the looks of it, the damage is done. Poor Leo must reign for another year.






















Now, don't get me wrong, I love a good gif (see above) and meme like any normal human raised in the digital age would, but this one I can't help but feel is a little.. well, out-dated.

I've seen The Wolf Of Wall Street, its a hilarious, slick, outrageous treat of a film and Leo is on top form as he has been since 1998. But did he deserve the Oscar? Quite simply, no. If this was a popularity contest, then I have no doubt that Leo would come out in first place, but it isn't. Matthew McConaughy one hundred percent deserved every single award he received for his role as the smoking and swearing cowboy in Dallas Buyers Club (see my review here). You simply cannot mess with The McConaissance, ok?

Of course it is a crying shame that DiCaprio is yet to win the Oscar. But we must remember he's not alone. Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp, Tom Cruise, BILL MURRAY (I love him, hence the caps) and Gary Oldman are all fellow current big-shot actors that are yet to take home the Academy Award. I like the theory put forward in this Vanity Fair article which credits DiCaprio's status as a 'cool guy' and the Academy's favouring of actors taken on unrepresented roles as the reasoning behind his loss at this years Oscars. 

And what about the women? Amy Adams has been nominated 5 times (Leo is onto his 4th), yet the news and social media kept pretty quiet after she lost out to Cate Blanchett on Sunday. The fact of the matter is DiCaprio is receiving the special treatment by the public and press who still long for Oscar retribution from the moment that Jack Dawson was outrageously snubbed in '98. Hell, even I want compensation for Romeo Montague being ignored. But at the end of the day, does he really need that golden statuette to prove his ability? Whilst we distribute memes, lists and gifs of the 'heartbreaking moment Leonardo DiCaprio didn't win the Oscar again' or 'how Leo is feeling right now' (HINT: he's distraught, apparently), really all it is proving is who's really distraught here (HINT: it's me, you and the internet). 

So, do we really think he's sat at home crying? Who knows. But if he is, at least he's doing it in the arms of a supermodel. Probably on a yacht. And definitely on a bed of money. #GOLEO. 



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Friday, 21 February 2014

Paris (Part II)


Who isn't in love with Paris, really? This was my second trip to the capital (my first visit being in April of last year) and each time has been a total dream. I'd always wanted to visit since reading Orwell's Down and Out in Paris and London, aged 15, which I know is quite ironic as the book is based on the cities plight of homelessness..  

This time around, I made the trip with a friend to see Thirty Seconds to Mars at Le Zénith (near Porte de Pantin station) as i'd missed their UK tour and as can get some pretty reasonable deals travelling London - Paris if you book in advance, I jumped at the chance. By a total fluke, the date we picked to attend also happened to be a one off celebration of the one year anniversary of 'Up In The Air'. The theme was 'NIGHT OF THE WHITE SHADOW • COLOUR WAR' (I missed the memo and arrived in every colour BUT white, obviously) and it was pretty incredible. I'm still trying to wash red and blue powder from my hair. THANKS, LETO. 

Keeping with the theme of things, I was also recently asked to write a review on Dallas Buyers Club, which stars Jared Leto, for Arts London News. Read it here.

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

REVIEW: her: A Spike Jonze Love Story


I LOVE HER  If it was up to me (which it definitely isn't, but, whatever) this would be this years award season darling. Not only do I think Joaquin Phoenix is long due an oscar, but I personally found her the most enjoyable of all the award season films. The film follows Theodore Twombly (Pheonix), a lonely soon to be divorcee who embarks on an emotional relationship with his computer operating system called Samantha (voiced by Scarlett Johanson), or as I like to see it, the SIRI of the future. Written and directed by the amazing Spike Jonze (Where The Wild Things Are, Adaption), the script is impeccably written and so aesthetically pleasing to watch play out. I imagine it won't be to everyones taste, its slightly oddball and if you think about it, kinda creepy, but that is the point of it. It seems like a strange concept but Jonze has created a film that could easily be seen as a take on the modern digital age. A lot of us digest and discuss the world, friendships, relationships and even our own happiness with each other through social media platforms such as Twitter, Facebook and blogging and her is a literal hyped up take on that concept. It's out this this Friday in the UK, which just so happens to fall on Valentines Day. i have a feeling this means it's being marketed as an 'unusual love story' type, but I can promise you it is so much more. A sad, beautiful, funny, sickeningly sentimental and triumphant film. 
** Watch the trailer HERE **


The soundtrack is another huge aspect of her that i'm completely obsessed with. The film score was composed by Arcade Fire (AHH!) and Owen Pallett with additional music by Karen O of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Below is the studio duet version of The Moon Song by Karen O with Ezra Koenig of Vampire Weekend. In the film, the solo version by K.O is used instead but I kinda love this a little bit more.. It's a dreamy trip. 


Sunday, 9 February 2014

Berlin, Berlin












its official: I WANT TO LIVE IN BERLIN. 

(p.s - i wrote a little something on the internet about a new site that is tackling sexism through sharing stories of resistance. Find it HERE.)

Monday, 15 July 2013

Glastonbury PT-2

So I finally got to see The Rolling Stones and, my god, did they deliver. From what I heard the performance didn't come across too well on television but as someone who was actually there, metres away from a strutting Jagger and co', I can confirm that they definitely still have got it. Unfortunately I never managed to get any decent pictures (due to lighting and enthusiastic dancing, by Mick and myself) but its a memory I will cherish forever. I also went to see the Smashing Pumpkins, a band I grew up listening too thanks to my dad. Lead singer Billy Corgan spoke very briefly to the audience (leading my friend to declare "He's a bit of a weird one isn't he?) but performed a solid set with my personal highlight of 'Tonight, Tonight'. A beautiful weekend full of beautiful music. Perfect. 

Here's a selection of some of the music I caught at this years Glastonbury: 

HAIM An early main stage slot for the vivacious sisters from Los Angeles. A dramatic performance that included diabetic Este Haim leave the stage mid set due to her feeling poorly. The eldest sister pulled through though and returned to grace the stage with her MANY bassface expressions (see above)! 

JAKE BUGG A solid set by the boy with a voice like Dylan and the attitude of a Gallagher. Unfortunately the set did seem a little lost on some onlookers who may have possibly arrived early to watch performers Rita Ora and Professor Green (who performed after Bugg). Go see him at one of his own shows. You won't regret it. 

THE LUMINEERS A surprise personal favourite performance. Guitarist and lead vocalist Wesley Schultz diving into the crowd to perform amongst fans on top of a wooden stool created a surreal, but special moment. 

ARCTIC MONKEYS Minus Alex Turners dodgy half sheffield/half LA accent (where the hell did that come from?!), a triumphant first night headline performance by the band that can do no wrong. 

THE 1975 A fantastic new alternative-rock band who are preparing to release their debut album this September. Set highlights included singles 'Sex' and 'Chocolate' and a human, erm, discoball that took to his friends shoulders to show his enthusiasm (see last post). 

AZEALIA BANKS Was she dressed as a dinosaur or a cactus? Who the eff knows. What is known though is that the pint-sized rapper knows how to put on a show. Banks performed a selection of songs from her upcoming debut album 'Broke With Expensive Taste' and mix-tape 'Fantasea'. Oh, and there was that song 212 also, you may have heard it? 

ALABAMA SHAKES Brittany Howard's voice. That is all. 

VAMPIRE WEEKEND A hangover couldn't stop anyone enjoying the NYC foursome on the sunny Sunday afternoon. It was great to see new album 'Modern Vampires of the City' hold its own alongside the bands previous two album releases.