That Facebook film and entering the void.

It was always going to be a difficult subject. It's too contemporary, it's glamourising the life of fame, the subject matter's not strong enough, no one gives a shit. Unfortunately 'The Social Network' has turned out to possibly be film of the year (with 'Inception' nipping at it's heels). It is what it says on the cover - the story of Mark Zuckerberg, founder of Facebook and how everyone he knows tried to get money out of him. That's two hours condensed into a sentence, but it is worth your own time to watch the full movie.


David Fincher (director of 'Fight Club' and ridiculously named 'Se7en'), has done an amazing job of making every character in the film instantly interesting and complex. Jesse are-you-sure-I'm-not-Michael-Cera Eisenberg puts in a stellar performance as the website's founder, making him relatable but at the same time, come across as a snark asshole. Andrew Garfield (soon to be the new improved Spiderman) plays the part of scorned best friend excellently. There's not much else I can say other than go and watch it. The scripting is some of the best seen for fucking ages, the cinematography is consistently good and it's incredibly easy to watch. Time magazine said that "The rewards for paying attention are mammoth and exhilarating. This is a high-IQ movie that gives viewers an IQ high" but you don't have to be a genius to know this film's good.


I've seen a few films that made me feel sick in my time. That bit in 'The Pianist' where the Nazis chuck that old man off a balcony, that was pretty nasty.  In 'Trainspotting' when they find that dead baby, also mega nasty. That bit in 'Misery' where that fat bitch Kathy Bates goes to town on James Caan's foot, that was pretty bad. HOWEVER. None of that stuff means shit until you've seen Gasper Noe's 'Enter the Void'. I might be exaggerating, it might just be my awful sense of balance, but that film literally fucked me over like a steam roller. I don't know what it was specifically. Maybe it was the shot from inside a vagina of a penis cumming on the screen? Maybe the POV shot as a character walks down about 40 flights of stairs? Oh I know, it might have been the 10 minutes of panic inducing, epileptic fit style credits at the beginning of the film? I'm not saying it's bad. Quite the opposite in fact. The whole thing's beautiful. Set in Tokyo, it tells the story of a drug dealer who gets killed and afterwards, comes back as a ghost to watch over his sister. It sounds simple, but the story's intertwined with a load of other tales and events. There are flashbacks and flashforwards and dream sequences and drug sequences and shots from below and shots from above. There's less structure to this fucking film than there is to a jenga tower. Yet, in spite of everything, it still manages to be instantly captivating. The film bombards you visually with colours and constant on-screen action. The sounds and story keep you constantly glued. At two and a half hours long it's not exactly a walk in the park, but there's so much shit happening all the time you don't really notice. It won't be for everyone, in fact it won't be for most, But for those who do persevere, they'll be rewarded with one of the most aesthetically pleasing and interesting films for an extremely long time. You can find a link for where to watch the film here, but don't fucking tell your mum I sent you there. If you can be bothered to get it on DVD, or if you've got a projector watch the film on that, the bigger it is the more likely you are to feel like you're mental afterwards. Thanks to Ashley Rommelrath and others for letting me know about the film.


Apologies and controversies.

To begin, an apology. I've had a shit-load of stuff  to do recently and I've been mega busy trying to make friends and enemies. For those of you who care, I'm having a sweet time at uni, I have no money and no food but the company's good and I've made at least three friends. 
Things I've done since being here that make me a student - 

  • Not paid more than £5 for any single item.
  • Thrown up in the street.
  • Woken up at half 5 in the afternoon.
  • Become synonymous with obscene traits (namely, asking questions and being my flat's allocated drunkard.)
  • Had a friend cut my hair into an obscure shape.
  • Watched more 'Judge Judy' than any one man should ever do.
  • Picked up a couple of new hobbies - Drawing, dancing like a prick and drinking copious amounts of wine to name but a few.
The list could go on for a while but those are the real humdingers. 


My course has been nothing but exciting so far. It's weird how if you put a bunch of teenagers together and give them the same concept that they can run with it and come up with stuff that's completely individual and at the same time similar to everyone else's. We went on a trip to this place called Gradbach Mill to shoot some short films. We were given a brief to make a film about  'the land'. It sounds a bit pretentious but there were genuinely awesome pieces made, the best of which you can find here. We've been on a couple of course nights out as well which have been consistently amusing; somehow everything we do ends up like an episode of Hollyoaks. Alcohol apparently turns everyone into hormonal, randy kids; it is literally mad.

We got given a brief for another piece as well. The gist of it was that person A is doing something, get contacted by person B and then goes to meet them. Person A resolves Person B's problem then returns to the task they were fulfilling beforehand. It sounds a bit strange, but the  brief gave us a chance for quite a broad creative scope. I ended up doing a film on mimes. Lord knows how I came to that conclusion but I think it worked out. You can watch the finished piece on my Youtube page here. Let me know if you like it or if you think it's shit, either way I'd like your opinion.  


I've got a load of other stuff coming up, so you keep your eyes peeled.


P.s This is a picture of my hair. My flatmate Jen and I don't know how to cut it so we just keep on shaving the shit out of the sides.


Classy cinema.

For far too long British and American films have ruled the box office. The problem is with the sheer number of films being produced and pushed in our faces every month it's getting hard to differentiate between what's the grade A crack and what's the back alley smack. You only have to have  to take a look at listings for a local Odeon to see the generic drivel that I'm referring to. 'Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore' anyone? What about 'When in Rome', starring Kristen 'face-of-a-thirty-year-old-body-of-a-toddler' Bell? Of course there are good films, but unfortunately they're greatly outweighed by the average.

I've been lucky enough to have a lot of spare time on my hands of late and during that time I've tried to broaden my tastes somewhat. As a result, I have found myself pleasantly surprised. French cinema has been remarkably consistent over the years, with director and writer Luc Besson being a personal favourite of mine. I recently watched 'Angel-A', a surreal romance which is essentially a love letter from Besson to Paris. If you haven't seen it, I can't recommend it enough. You may or may not find the link here, but don't tell anyone I sent you there.


Mexican director Guillermo del Toro is gaining reputation as one of the most inventive and creative minds in cinema, with his films often featuring amazing narratives and some of the best cinematography in recent years. In case you haven't seen it already 'Pan's Labyrinth' is mega awesome and most definitely worth the money. So buy it or borrow it off me, I'm generous like that. Also noteworthy is  'El Orfanato', super creepy thriller. It's got kids in masks in it, that's all you need to know about it really.


If you're looking for something a little more serious, you should try 'City of God', the story of two boys growing up in a violent neighborhood of Rio de Janeiro. The whole thing's made up of loads of different stories, it's beautifully shot and gives an amazing portrayal of what life is like in the favelas of Brazil. The film was originally a novel by Paulo Lins, who grew up in the favelas himself; it's really interesting to see how that translates to film.


So go home, don't watch 'Die Hard' again and have a look what else is on. You never know, you might like it.


P.s Much love goes out to Coco Williams, who recommended and showed me 'Angel-A' in the first place.
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