because he can can can

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i’m really pleased to hear that actor jim broadbent has been confirmed for the part of slughorn in the movie of half-blood prince. i absolutely love him and i think he will be perfect for the part. slughorn is essentialy a decent chap but with a penchant for fame-by association and a few dark shadows lurking in his past. i can’t think of anyone better for the role.

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you can’t touch it

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{yes, that is a giant luke perry jigsaw and no, that isn’t me beside it}

you only have to read this synopsis of one of the first season episodes to see what i love about beverly hills 90210:

The Walshs agree to let Carla, their maid’s extremely intelligent niece, use their address to enroll at West Beverly High. Brandon falls hard for her and doesn’t understand why everyone seems opposed to their relationship. Carla reveals that she witnessed a drive-by shooting that claimed the life of a four-year-old; she had moved in with Anna while waiting to testify, with protection from the D.A. Carla returns to her family after one of the killers confesses. Jim and Cindy organize a soiree for his new client, a sportswear designer. Dylan, Steve, and the girls receive free clothing. David wants MC Hammer to perform at the school dance.

just in case you missed the clincher

David wants MC Hammer to perform at the school dance.

wonderful.

the gods would be terrified

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i went to see a new production of hedwig and the angry inch last night (at the greenside church) starring jamie firth of w4 productions and i found it…
…completely…
…meh.
admitedly meh is still better than the utter eat-your-own-eyeball horror that was the 2005 production by ‘it ryhmes with anus’ janus productions, but it’s still just not quite good enough.
i hadn’t realised that hedwig was showing this year, and as it was the second last night i thought what the hey, i might just toddle along…

the good bits:

  • an interesting take on the costume, though closer to secretary barbie than anything else, with a black pencil skirt, red satin blouse and red heels.
  • an enjoyable version of ‘wig in a box’ with a good bit more rock than usual
  • a surprisingly visually arresting moment near the end where, rather than the usual undies only, we have hedwig stripped only to the waist and becominging, literally

    the divide
    between East and West,
    Slavery and Freedom,
    Man and Woman,<br /
    Top and Bottom.

the bad bits:

  • the performance was static to say the least. the delivery was perfectly competent and the singing actually very good (the band less so) but there was no emotional connection. rather than the viceral blood, sweat and tears that kevin cahoon gave in the first uk tour of the show this hedwig was throwaway and rather stiff. insolent rather than angry. whether this was a deliberate directorial direction or an inability to move in heels i’m not sure but it didn’t pull off for me.
  • an interpretation of the ‘wicked little town’ reprise that i thought was really off the mark. rather than moving moment of unity/apology/forgiveness/wholeness it came over as merely sarcastic and bitter. there was no absolution or conclusion for this hedwig.
  • the makeup was terrible and the wig clearly a party shop special. given the ‘warm hand on her entrance’ hedwig’s look is hugely important and there really hadn’t been enough attention paid above the neck.

on the whole not a terrible show, not even bad just a little hum-drum. more a good amatuer performance than a bad professional one – but at £9.50 a pop, that’s not really enough.

report card says: could do better.

giving you some hed:

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john cameron mitchell (writer, director and star of original stage version and film)

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artwork by emily hubley used in original stage version and film

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min-hed

JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC NOW YOU DON’T HAVE TO WHIP YOUR WAND OUT FOR EVERY TINY LITTLE THING!

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i finally got to see the order of the phonix movie last night, i was beginning to feel like the last person in the world. i had splashed out on gold class tickets though so it was a bit of an ‘event’ i probably have more good than bad to say about the film, but there are deffinately a few cririsms that can be leveled at it.

if you haven’t read the book/seen the film – there will be spoilers in this post…

first the good:
i thought the cinematography, costume and general feel of the film was absolutely knock-out. this was the closest to perfect for me in that respect. the first two were very sweet and certainly had the roaring-fire-in-winter aspect down to a tee but they lacked any real backbone. prisoner of azkaban, while possibly still the best film, was responsible for ushering in the whole hoody tops and trainers thing, which i just hate. i thought order of the phoenix was beautifuly shot – the opening scene in particular was a real surprise to me – and the characters looked the way i thoght they should, especially the trio. i was very pleased with what they had done to emma watsons hair, clipped down or tied back – much more hermione.
i thought that daniel radcliff was markedly better in this film. allthouh i don’t think he is a naturaly gifted actor he is maturing into a pretty decent one.
the two shining performances of the fim for me were imelda staunton as delores umbridge and evanna lynch as luna lovegood. both were absolutley spot on.
i was also very happy the twins still retained their story and were more present than in previous films. the brief return of the dursley’s was great too, and in particular petunias weird-wonderful little outfit.

and the bad?
my primary complaint would be that film felt cramped. admitedly there are very few things that i could suggest to aleviate this other than simply making it longer (it is notoriously the largest book and the shortest film) but, even more than goblet of fire which i felt suffered from the same thing, there were so many important characters who got very little screen time. most notably bellatrix (who was mad as a bag of spiders brilliant when she was there), lucious, ginny (no dialouge at all that i remember) draco (blink and you’ll miss him) and ron who really didn’t do anything of note in this film apart from call someone a ‘tosspot’. i think that’s what you call script adaptation.
conversely i could have lived without the whole pointless grawp non-plot and had some extra screen time for ‘snapes worst memory’, which was pityfully short, or the earlier scenes in the department of mysteries which suffered from lack of exposition and no genuine drama. i didn’t feel that it was this huge life changing, coming of age battle for the kids and i also felt nothing when sirius went through the veil. unlike when cedric diggory died in the last movie, i felt no real emotional attatchment in this film despite the character being far more important.

weirdly i think this was in a way the steadiest, most solid, best made film yet but somehow it’s not my favourite – allthough it is my favourite of the books (so far!) i am interested though to see what david yates makes of ‘half blood prince’ when he has a bit more room to breathe, though i do fear for the battle scenes a little.

on the whole – about 8/10
a tough job pretty well done.

mr saxon says:

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    my doctor who finale shit list:

    ye olde worlde ‘our lord and master walks the earth’ dialouge even though only 1 YEAR had passed. reminds me of the southpark ‘whacky molestation adventure’ episode..
    who was that woman’s son and why should we care?
    the jesus moment
    a year in chains sure gives a guy a dirty face. nice you can still get a clean shave though.
    the torchwood plug
    torchwood will be EXACTLY THE SAME. you’d think given that year to think about ‘his team’ he would have realised what a bunch of total gimps they were.
    the great jack harkness character revalationTM being stuffed into a dubiously scripted throwaway monalouge.
    the ‘oh no he isn’t’ bit.

compared to the awesome parting of the ways and doomsday (and the last couple of episodes in this series for that matter) this episode was a huge dissapointment and a really crappy way to end the series.

this and the inexplicably nija-infested craporama that was hanibal rising both in one week. i might stick to youtube animal clips for a while…
god damn.

We know how we got this far. Strength and courage and a wonder bra

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the tail end of last night’s aforementioned t.v binge ended in the puerile delights of spiceworld the movie. i was a huge spice girls fan and – old enough to know better – even managed to catch them live just a mere day before geri fucked off.
almost the dictionary definition of the phrase ‘more than the sum of their parts’ it’s easy to forget the glorious, garish, pure pop, 24 hour pyjama party that was the spice machine.

so ladies and gentlemen, pre-WAG, pre-divorces,pre diets, babies and breakdowns…

ginger
sporty
scary
baby
posh


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watching too much tv will make us insane


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television, like heat magazine, is similar to an open window in a boeing 747 – it sort of sucks you in against your will. i don’t have a t.v myself having decided several years ago that i no longer wanted one skulking in the corner of my living room daring me to watch hollyoaks for THE WHOLE OF A SUNDAY AFTERNOON. these days i live on a visual diet of lovefilm, alluc and youtube. ocassionally when the dvd player is being cranky, the streaming quality is shit or the episode of louis theroux that i want to watch is split into twelve annoyingly short segments i almost crack.
watching something shouldn’t be so hard, i think. technology should be smoother. maybe i’ll just get one of them little freeview stick things after all. that won’t be so bad. i’ll still only watch good t.v…
hah.
junky mentality. ‘i will be the one to tame this wicked beast!’
last night i was staying with a relative who foolishly left me alone with the sky t.v remote control for the night. in the space of an hour and a half i had watched an episode of wife swap, 20 minutes of big brother and – as i A.D.D-ishly channel hopped – chunks of nip/tuck, silent witness, hetty wainthrop, some hideous game show hosted by jimmy carr and one scene of american dreamz. this morning my brain is like swiss cheese.
i believe that ‘a little of what you fancy does you good’ so by denying myself the enjoyment of the baser end of entertainment am i just being an intellectual snob?. certainly there have been several critical debates of the ‘everything bad is good for you’ variety that we actually learn and develop culturally though these sort of programs – but it’s not really the individual shows themselves that trouble me.
( i have a an unabashed predeliction for ‘friends’ and have recently indulged in several episodes of ‘any dream will do’)
it’s the hypnotic soma-like role that a constant stream of multichanneled t.v can all too quickly take in your life that i fear. those fatal words ‘let’s just stick the telly on’ that so frequently result in coming ‘to’ 5 hours later – as though from a coma – having been staring blankly at ‘stars in their pet’s eyes’.
that’s not a real program but it probably is.
i’m not a terribly disciplined person, so like an alchoholic i have to accept that i could loose it to t.v at any moment. best just stay away all together.
i watch a lot of movies (one most days) and a fair amount of t.v series either on dvd or online but they are always things – however intellectual or otherwise – that i actually actively want to watch. i no longer just get sucked in. i used to watch 4 soap’s a week (5 if you count ‘as if’ !) and frankly i find that a bit terrifying. of course i spend huge amounts of time online and the usefulness of spending half an hour adding a bebo widget can only be questioned but somehow i just don’t feel so sullied by the experience. so much of modern t.v revolves around somewhat prurient revelling in the fucked up lives of others and in a way that is neither particularly enriching or educational. somehow bebo slideshows seem cheerful by comparison.
i also now have a particularly low threshold for the spectacle of advertising – t.v ads are so fast, loud, garish and unsubtle that they make me want to kill. a bit like timmy mallet on a sunday morning.
if you haven’t seen a t.v advert in a year they become strangely dystopian when you do.
well anyway, more power to those of you who can own a television and still manage to actually get anything done, it is the cultural crack of the 21st century and to quote super hans it’s ‘just so moreish’. i try not to be smug about my relative sobriety in the face of the reality empire but secretly i am quite horrified by the amount of telly people watch that they don’t even like. i mean really, why bother? in the word’s of that great 80’s institution of children’s television (ironically named in the way only a truly terrible kids show can be)

Why Don’t You (Just Switch Off Your Television Set and Go and Do Something Less Boring Instead?)

still, keep me away from the remote if i come to visit won’t you.