Elsewhere: My Letterboxd reviews of The Da Vinci Code, Angels & Demons, Jug Face, Body Melt and A Bay of Blood

The Da Vinci Code:

Despite the presence of a likeable Tom Hanks, a magnetic Audrey Tautou and an EEEEEVIL Paul Bettany (playing yet another religious figure), not nearly enough happens to justify its near three-hour running time.

Angels & Demons:

A marked improvement over The Da Vinci Code, but still loses its way when Hanks and co stop solving puzzles and get led around the Vatican on a wild goose chase.



The Stone Cold Stunner Is The Most Important Wrestling Move Of All Time
You know what? I agree with this, pretty much. [c/o MetaFilter] #wrestling   ·

‘Poetic impressions’ of the annual Royal Rumble. Just three months till the next one! #wrestling   ·

Wrestling’s favorite restaurant: The oral history of Ribera Steakhouse
An oldie but a goodie. You know you’ve made it in The Business when they give you one of those satin jackets. #wrestling   ·

My Thumped review of Doctor Strange
There are two types of Marvel movies, it seems: the entertaining ones, and the rest. This one fits in the former category, thankfully. #screen   ·

No Wave Is Boring
‘Weaponised ennui’ is a great way to describe it. #sound   ·

The secret of taste: why we like what we like
There’s no accounting for it, that’s for sure. #aux   ·

How do I create a book cover spine in Adobe InDesign?
Filing this for future reference. #aux   ·

Social justice, shipping, and ideology: when fandom becomes a crusade, things get ugly
If the concept of shipping makes you go ‘huh?’ then you’d better also read Canon, fanon, shipping and more: a glossary of the tricky terminology that makes up fan culture. (Better make that youth fan culture, where everything has to be a competition. If only you young’uns were more philosophical about shit.) #aux   ·

Take it with a pinch of salt – the food marketing myths we’ve swallowed whole
It’s tempting to fall into the trap of ‘it’s all marketing blah blah’ but healthy scepticism goes a long way. Like, there’s nothing wrong with having bacon for breakfast, or drinking a glass of milk if you enjoy it; just be aware of why you might be doing it in the first place. #food   ·

The True Story Of The Fake Zombies, The Strangest Con In Rock History
It’s one that turns out to be not so much strange as particularly complicated, as copycat acts in the pre-video age were all the rage. #sound   ·

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Elsewhere: My Letterboxd review of Dead End Drive-In

Reblogged from my Letterboxd list:

Another concentration-camp flick from Brian Trenchard-Smith, though a damn sight more sedate than the terrors of Turkey Shoot. Perhaps too much so, as the only thing really keeping the ‘residents’ of the Star Drive-In within its electrified fences is the fact that the outside world is far worse, freedom be damned. The social commentary is blunt, though it still rings true today, and it’s definitely a saving grace - that and its suitably grimy atmosphere. Yet I can’t help feeling there’s a more exciting film at the other end of the road, in the war on the streets between the tow-truck scrappers and roving gangs of ‘car boys’ that’s only teased at in the first 10 minutes, and can’t not have been in the mind of George Miller when he was writing Fury Road.


Elsewhere: My Letterboxd review of The Parallax View

Reblogged from my Letterboxd list:

An intrepid journalist (Warren Beatty) goes up against a sinister corporation in this conspiracy thriller from Alan J Pakula, who would give us a more triumphant ending with his similarly themed, truth-stranger-than-fiction story All The President’s Men two years later. That film is rightly lauded, but it doesn’t have the Hitchcockian tension, vague sci-fi trappings and general sense of unease that make The Parallax View so compelling.


Elsewhere: My Letterboxd review of Thief

Reblogged from my Letterboxd list:

Funny to consider James Caan’s master thief in Michael Mann’s debut feature is even more of an anti-hero now than he was back in the day, what with his loose way with racial epithets a la Dirty Harry, and his, well, less than ethical treatment of his love interest (Tuesday Weld). Sure, the film does lay out why he’s such a hardened individual, but explanation is no excuse.



Weeknotes #788

So I’ve finally got the hang of changing down to the lowest gears on my hybrid, which means I can tackle to steep climbs on the road from Dundalk to Newry. And boy are they steep.


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