May 4, 2014
Sororal is playing at the epic FANTASPOA film festival in Brazil later this month. This really is a huge celebration of genre cinema and it’s an honour to be a part of the line up. If you’re in Brazil by chance then swing on down to the festival to see Sororal, which screens on the 21st and 23rd of May.
March 17, 2014
In the latest edition of The Australia Times I tackled Alan Pakula’s brilliant 19070′ s thriller, Klute. I believe that it is a restrained and powerful masterwork that desperately deserves to be revisited and celebrated by a new generation of cinephiles. The seemingly simple suspense setup hides a dazzling emotional complexity not seen in typical thrillers. The synergy of performance, image and sound is of the highest order and I simply cannot praise the film enough. Add it to your watch list tonight, you won’t be disappointed.
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January 16, 2014
My latest contribution to The Australia Times is a discussion of the incredible In the Realm of the Senses (1976) by Nagisa Oshima. If you haven’t seen it then put it near the top of your list. In the article I question the film’s elusive meaning and praise it’s vivid and inescapable audacity. It is important to look to filmmakers like Oshima to see what cinematic courage really looks like. Check it out HERE.
August 24, 2012
Lukas Moodysson‘s Fucking Amål is a shining light of the cinema. It is one hour and twenty five minutes of pure joy that I would easily place among Singin’ in the Rain, The Shop Around the Corner and Chungking Express for its ability to melt even the most hard bitten cynic’s dry-ice heart. The film possesses a magic that derives from its simplicity. The direct, honest and taut nature of both the style and the content accomplish something that many films strive for but few attain: purity. The tale is rendered with such purity of feeling that we are powerless to stop it running amok with our tender little hearts.
Moodysson makes this achievement seem so effortless that it would be easy to dismiss the film as slight. To exercise visual restraint and focus on an economy of style, incredible performances and the pursuit of truth (in the face of potentially controversial material) are the towering triumphs of Fucking Amal. The film has what an old creative writing tutor of mine would call “Small window. Big view”. This phrase has manifold meanings but in this case I would argue that Fucking Amål crafts a relatively small world so believable with characters so rich and fully realised that it spectacularly transcends its earthly shackles and becomes a film about love (with a capital L), friendship and courage. It begins as a seemingly light tale of unrequited puppy love captured with the requisite handheld style we cynically associate with European coming of age films and then goes about disarming us faster than Segal in Out for Justice. It becomes a film about huge concepts and grand ideas that grow like thick roots smashing through the small clay pot they were planted in.
Agnes and Elin are as real to me as Rick and Ilsa, Faye and Cop 663, Jack and Nancy, George and Mary and Seth and Veronica. As a viewer, I am completely involved in their story and I ache for them to be united. In my opinion they must take their rightful place in the upper pantheon of screen lovers. The truly great on screen pairings move us in such a way that we are almost organically linked their successes, failures, joys and sorrows. After all, that’s what this whole thing is about isn’t it?
Note – Avoid the American trailer of this film at all costs. It cheapens the material considerably, as does the confounding retitling of the film to Show Me Love in America. This purposefully inoffensive set of words refers to a jaunty, enjoyable and long forgotten track that appears in the film.
August 1, 2012
Here’s my Movies in Frames submission for Red Dawn. On my last viewing of the film, I was struck by the unwavering intensity of the performances. The determination and commitment of the young cast is what makes the Wolverines seem utterly convincing. I feel their loss and am saddened as they fall. It is an odd sensation, feeling a sense of patriotism for a country I’ve only been to once. My love for American cinema has instilled me with a kind of phantom patriotism, a vicarious love of all things red, white and blue.
July 18, 2012
Here’s my latest submission for the magnificent Movies in Frames. For those of you who don’t know, Movies in Frames is a Tumblr blog with simple rules: 1 film, 4 frames. It’s a delightful site that encourages discussion and expression about films through imagery. Check it out and then contribute your own.