December 26, 2013

Am I Bovvered, Though?

*and obscene language*

The 12th is here; or 13th; or 14th; or whatever the fuck Moffat said. Why oh why do they have to explain every goddamn single tiny detail? I hated it in LOST, I hated it last night on “The Time of the Doctor”, the Christmas Doctor Who special (yes, him again). We knew before last night’s arithmetics that the (officially) 11th was the last Doctor - a man in fucking flames doesn’t exactly pass unnoticed. I was really furious in that scene (and in other scenes as well, to be honest). The whole story seemed so rushed, so childish. And at times offensive, really – forcing emotions down your throat. Could it be they don’t give a fuck?

And Clara, a year after she became the Doctor’s companion is still the girl who simply looks good next to the leading star. A girl for d├ęcor is a fad that keeps coming back.

I hope they won’t turn the series into the kind that the trailer is better than the actual thing.

What I did like:
• He’s been helping you for a thousand years, high time you helped him back. The crack in the sky was an awe-inspiring moment.
• Amy! I instantly related to Amy in the “The Eleventh Hour” and I hated it when she left (died). It would have been fun if Karen had taken her wig off, too:-D
• Matt Smith’s outstanding performance (when Tennant left, I hated the idea of an even younger Doctor but Matt Smith did a great job). Even when the lines were way too tacky.
• Peter Capaldi. The introduction was too generic (and a longer regeneration would have been better) but I am glad they finally went for an older version of the Doctor. And even happier that they picked Capaldi for the part (I have high expectations of him; we’ll see).

What I didn’t like:
Did you miss the first few paragraphs’ delirium? Just because the Doctor and the Silence are buddies now and Trenzalore is not Tomb Planet anymore, does not mean that I am OK with the rest of the shite that not even Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarans, Weeping Angels, Mother Superior of the Papal Mainframe AND Handles can’t wash away.

By the way, were by any chance the kids drawings in the Doctor’s chambers real? Did they use actual fan drawings? So sweet, if so; yet still not impressed. Pip pip!

December 15, 2013

Of Darkness And Disgrace

Note: This started as “my favourite music-related movies” homage and it ended it up as a Velvet Goldmine featurette.

Velvet Goldmine is loosely based on Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust era so, I guess it was inventible I was going to watch it. Furthermore, Bowie didn’t want to participate in the film in any way and he was actually the only artist who didn’t give his permission to use any of his songs in the film – I bet he threw the screenplay out of the window, too. However, the title is a Bowie song; and the only direct link to him (apart from the wigs). I had to see what the fuss was all about (I skipped school for you, Todd Haynes).

I didn’t have high hopes for it and the opening scene was quite a letdown but then, the music started; and the crazies run in (and Micko Westmoreland as Brian Eno, oh my).
The movie wasn’t at all what I expected (should have paid more attention to the promo poster) and the fact that the story was told through Arthur, a devotee, made it even better. In the end, you couldn’t be sure whether all that happened in reality or just in the fan’s head, to make him feel closer to his idols.

Christian Bale was amazing as the shy follower who is slowly turning into an otherworldly creature; always present, always there, a part of the story and part of the band’s lives. And if Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Ewan McGregor ever decide to join a band (preferably a glam/trash/rock one), I‘ll be on the front row; I promise.

The soundtrack itself was intoxicating. Even the fake songs! So, thank you David.

If you don’t know who the hell Ziggy and the rest glam gang are, you will probably like it for all the imagery and sounds (and the flawless faces). If you do know who all of these mad people are and actually give a damn, well then be warned and get your high pressure pills before clicking the “play” button and pretend you never saw Brian Molko as Marc Bolan (yes, I am a nasty, horrible, insensitive person).

I only kept the bits I liked in the trailer (sorry, I do that).

December 6, 2013


My chrysanthemums, moments before they die;

and other things (already dead).