Author: BRWC

  • Alien Vs Fassbender

    Alien Vs Fassbender

    By Neil Merrett.

    By the conclusion of Ridley Scott’s Alien Covenant, the franchise only has room for one iconic monster and it’s not the one with acid blood

    There seems to be a lot for critics to dislike in Alien Covenant, the third move in the Alien series to be directed by Ridley Scott.  However, Michael Fassbender’s role as the android David does not seem to be one of them.

    Unfortunately, it is a performance that may finally bring down one of cinema’s most iconic monsters.  A creature that has survived the combined might of Sigourney Weaver, endless studio interference and PG-13 spin-offs.

    Like the parasitical creature at the heart of the Alien franchise, Michael Fassbender’s David violently bursts out of the bloated corpse of the latest prequel/sequel movie as a fully realised movie monster.  Not so much a hellish creature of acid blood and jutting jaws, but a charismatic and determined shell of a man that seeks to play with the concept of life, as his own creators once did.

    David: “Why do you think your people made me?”
    Halloway: “We made you ‘cause we could”
    David: “Can you imagine how disappointing it would be for you to hear the same thing from your creator?”

    In a film of poorly fleshed out characters and utter stupidity in the face of avoidable death, David is the only character in the movie to truly consider the ramifications of where humanity came from and where it may be going.  In doing so, he is far from content with the answers he comes up with.

    David is a monster of nurture, rather than nature then.

    When first introduced in the movie Prometheus, even though he is an android, David overshadowed every human character in the movie, a performance of a certain quality that highlighted the shallowness of its other characters.

    By its sequel, he has also come to overshadow the very monster of the series itself.

    In Covenant’s conclusion, most sane people would probably take a quick death such as those that befall the movie’s numerous throwaway characters rather than the fate of the main heroines of Prometheus and Covenant, played by Noomi Rapace and Katherine Waterston respectively.

    On a surface level, Fassbender’s David is guilty of planet-wide genocide and uncaring murder – not bad going for any aspiring villain.

    Yet, as is the case for all truly great horror stories, it is in insinuation and shadow – the things that are not seen – that unforgettable terror is defined.

    It is David’s actions in between the movies, those which are only alluded to in the latest film, that are the most effective and chilling.  David, by the start of Covenant, has made his own forms of life, while he tinkers and plays god in order to try and make a “perfect” organism – nothing is left by the time the film catches up with him.  He is out of raw materials, until a shipload is delivered quite literally to his door.

    David’s creators make clear to him that his existence is that of a machine.  He is a being compromised of parts that can be replaced and repurposed.  His thoughts and experiences are lesser portrayed to be of less importance and value that those of his human creators.

    Raised with such a viewpoint on what it means to create life, why then should David view any other form of life as being different to himself?

    Rapace’s Shaw then cameos in Covenant as a physical prop, her head, although recognisable, is something that is no longer human.  A character that was defined as being unable to create life in the original film, is now seemingly the starting point for a new species. The random horror at the centre of the Alien series is reimagined as something much more disturbing.

    If Covenant’s planned sequel is never realised following a reportedly disappointing box office and critical reception, the mind can only boggle with what David can come up.  Armed with 2,000 human embryos, two prototype face huggers, a sedated Katherine Waterston and a fresh planet to populate, what terrors lead to the first Alien film are perhaps best left to our imaginations.

    David then is bizarrely a mixture of a Hammer Horror monster and a David Cronenburg villain.

    Think the almost pantomime-like monstrosity of Christopher Lee’s Dracula, mixed with the doomed ambition and brilliance of Jeff Goldblum’s character in the Fly, Dr Seth Brundle.

    Over the course of two ultimately underwhelming films, Ridley Scott has created a character whose story arc seems to serve as a form of spiritual sequel to his other iconic sci-fi creation – Blade Runner.

    In short, David is seemingly a high-end Apple product with a god complex and a doozy of a creative streak.

     

     

     

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgJs7uluwlU

    Wonderfully realised by Fassbender, the paradox of the character is that he ultimately removes the last remaining elements of mystique and unknown terror about the Xenomorph creature.

    After nightmarishly bursting out of John Hurt’s stomach decades ago to instantly become the stuff of nightmares, the alien creature was the definition of nature at its most savage and terrifying.  That such a creature could be formed in the dark voids of space and be waiting for us was a key part of its appeal.

    Born form forcibly impregnating creatures and then springing from their lifeless body, the Xenomorph was for many people the definition of unknowable, primordial fear.

    Yet we now know the creature’s origins are the by-product of something much more awful and unforgivable.

    In its place, a timely reminder that monsters in real life come in all too human, charismatic forms.

    But is the quality of Fassbender’s portrayal of David really worth sacrificing the mystique of one of modern cinema’s great monsters?  Time may or may not tell.

    But whether we see the next of Ridley Scott’s Alien movies come to fruition or not, David continues on his mission alone and determined. Who knows what he will get up to next?

    It’s always the things you don’t see that prove the most terrifying.

  • Little Wing Film Festival: Opening Night

    Little Wing Film Festival: Opening Night

    Orla Smith.

    The Little Wing Film Festival opened last night with a programme of shorts by emerging young filmmakers.

    The opening night took place at the Hen & Chicken Theatre in Islington ― which will be the venue for the entire weekend’s programming of this inaugural festival.

    Four short films were shown:

    Final Call: a wonderful, sweetly subversive animation ― like a grown-up, hand drawn Zootopia.

    Letters From Alcatraz: an American prison drama with impressive production value.

    83 Soi Soonvijai 14: the most technically precise of the programme ― a dryly comic family portrait that adds up to something moving.

    Binary Star: a touching look at a turbulent but loving mother daughter relationship.

    Binary Star
    Binary Star

    Altogether, the programme was an exciting look at the weekend ahead; a promise of emerging creative voices with great potential.

    Little Wing was set up by film programmer Mariah Mathew, with the hope of creating a festival that would support emerging filmmakers in a sustainable way. The festival will continue throughout today and tomorrow, including a series of shorts, features and filmmaking workshops. All tickets are £6.

    More information on the Little Wing Film Festival can be found here.


    The festival runs from September 1st to 3rd at The Hen and Chickens Theatre in Islington, with a mix of shorts and features, all by very talented up-and-coming filmmakers. Tickets are £6 for each screening, and there will be a 4-hour workshop with Nicola Peluso, one of the brains behind wearefilmclub, for £15, that focuses on filmmaking on a microbudget.

    There’s an option to leave constructive comments and compliments that will be delivered to each filmmaker, if the audience feels moved to write something. This stems from the idea that it can be arduous, with exhausting setbacks, when trying to get your work recognized in the beginning of your creative career, and a kind word, particularly from a stranger, can be immensely appreciated. I want to create a space that is approachable and easy-going, where young creatives can feel supported and share opportunities, and we can work towards changing attitudes around the acceptability of unpaid work.

    The festival organiser is a recent graduate and started this project with £200 saved from bartending. It’s come along really well, and there is so much potential in it to grow, because the call for this kind of support from young creatives is loud.

    This looks great, so please check it out here.

  • LGBT+ Britain On Screen

    LGBT+ Britain On Screen

    By Orla Smith.

    It is often LGBT+ British films that capture the place I live in most vividly.

    I watch a film like Weekend and feel like it could be taking place next door. I watch Beautiful Thing, and it’s as if I can feel the exact same (low) temperature of air on my skin. I’ve walked those streets. I’ve talked to these people. I recognise their faces. I recognise this place.

    I’ve come to this conclusion: queer films often have such a vivid sense of place because their characters are so defined and confined by their surroundings. I’ve compiled the below list of ten films that define British LGBT+ cinema, and all but one of them depict characters who face various forms of homophobia. It ranges in severity: in some, homophobia is written into the law. In others, it’s evident in judgemental glance, or even internalised within.

    Queer characters in cinema are often hyper-aware of how they are perceived by others. The place and time that they live in is a crucial element, and therefore it must be felt by the viewer. In the hands of skilled filmmakers, the following ten films place you in a recognisable, tangible world. They capture Britain as it is.

    This list is in honour of Francis Lee’s brilliant debut God’s Own Country, which is out in cinemas now.

    Victim (1961)

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    Victim was released before the partial decriminalisation of homosexuality in Britain. Its very existence was a breakthrough, but the film itself also functions brilliantly as a detective thriller.

    The film begins with an extended sequence depicting the final hours of the central murder victim: a gay man who succumbed to blackmail in fear of his sexuality being publicly revealed. His young, scared face haunts the rest of the film. It gives us a reason to be compelled by the central mystery. We want justice just as much as our main characters do.

    Nighthawks (1978)

    Nighthawks

    During its several, extended club scenes, Nighthawks feels like the result of David Lynch being let loose in a gay bar. All neon colours and synths, the film spends at least half of its runtime entranced by the sight of countless bodies twisting and turning amongst each other.

    The rest of the film depicts the conversations and encounters of a geography teacher as he goes to work in the day, and has sexual encounters at night. As he tries to strike up long-term relationships with younger men who clearly aren’t interested, the hyper-naturalistic dialogue becomes intensely awkward. Nighthawks is a detached and mesmerising film. It often feel merciless as it observes its middle-aged protagonist fumbling about, but when all is said and done there’s a hint of optimism in the observations made about life’s peculiarities.

    Young Soul Rebels (1991)

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    Isaac Julien’s Young Soul Rebels was a hit at the 1991 Cannes film festival. Set in the wake of a gay man’s murder, the film follows two of his friends as they attempt to succeed as soul DJs. At first, the film is aimless in its exploration of their lives, jumping from chapter to chapter. It gains purpose in its latter half, as several themes come together: chiefly, the intersection of different cultural movements. Soulboys and punks clash, but the film finds its heart in a romance that forms between two men who follow those different movements. Young Soul Rebels begins in tragedy, but its final shot bursts with joy and hope.

    Beautiful Thing (1996)

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    Arguably, Beautiful Thing is the seminal coming-out movie. It earns that in one scene, when a teenage boy’s mother practically rips the confession out of him: that he has been seeing the boy next door. That admittance comes with a whole lot of shouting and crying, but the experience is immensely cathartic. Beautiful Thing is not without conflict, but it has no interest in being anguished. It is euphorically sweet. The central romance is not made out to be the be all and end all of these boys’ lives. It is simply, an innocent and true first love. Who cares if it lasts forever?

    Get Real (1998)

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    Above all else, Get Real is notable for being very, very funny ― especially in its use of double entendres. Protagonist Steven Carter is a lot more cynical than the boys in Beautiful Thing, but he’s hardly fully formed. He’s very aware of his gangly limbs and schoolboy’s haircut. He’s nothing like the school’s star athlete John Dixon, who strongly recalls  a young Christian Bale. Yet somehow, the two end up entangled in a charming romance. Get Real has fun allowing John to shed his masculine bravado, but it’s even more commendable for the conclusion that it ultimately draws. Steven and John are allowed to be young, to have room to grow, and to move on.

    Weekend (2011)

    //www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IFbcWG1F9o

    Andrew Haigh’s masterpiece is as intimate as a film can get ― at first, painfully intimate, and then comfortably so. Tom Cullen and Chris New are both outstanding as Russell and Glenn, two guys who strike up a low-key romance over the course of a weekend. It’s ill fated: Glenn admits early on that he’ll be flying off to live in America at the weekend’s close. They spend what time they have talking, having sex, smoking weed, and talking some more.

    Weekend is a film about finding the person you want to spend the rest of your life with ― and then realising and accepting that you can’t. That’s articulated in one particular shot: Russell says goodbye to Glenn, closes his apartment door behind him and walks towards the camera. The look on his face says it all without words: “I think this is someone I could be happy with”. The look spreads over his face, almost taking the form of bemusement. Then the door knocks. It’s Glenn again, and he tells Russell about America. They say goodbye, Russell shuts the door and turns back to us once again. This time, his face say something different: “Huh. I guess not”.

    The Duke of Burgundy (2014)

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    Social realism The Duke of Burgundy is not. Peter Strickland’s beguiling film is set in a world populated entirely by women. Oh, and they appear to be weirdly obsessed with moths, for a reason I haven’t quite figured out.

    Depending on the person or the mood, The Duke of Burgundy could be described as many things: romance, comedy, horror… it is everything at once, and unlike anything else. The central relationship is built on role-play and BDSM, but the push and pull of power dynamics between the two women turns out to be a perfect conduit to explore how any relationship might function. It’s all pulled off with a wink and a nod, yet the love story at the centre is incredibly sincere.

    Lilting (2014)

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    Ben Whishaw is reliably brilliant in this story of communication and translation. Lilting is intricately scripted, depicting the aftermath of a Chinese-Cambodian man’s death. Left behind are his lover Richard and his elderly mother Junn, neither of whom have a language in common.

    A translator is hired to build communication between the two, and the delicate details of the translation process are fully explored. Richard’s end game is to tell Junn that her son was gay, and that they were together. The prickly relationship between these two generations of grieving people, as well as their involved translator Vann, is the basis of a film that is both intellectually fascinating and gently moving.

    Pride (2014)

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    Pride tells a story with historical significance and dramatic emotional heft, yet the predominant emotion it encourages is joy. This is not simply a dry biopic-style account of the efforts of LGSM (Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners) in the 80s. Rather, it’s an exploration of community.

    George McKay stars as Joe, a young man who joins the group by accident. Still living with his parents and far from out, he joins LGSM on their trips to Wales in order to aid the striking miners. Travelling hours away from home in a minibus with his new friends, Joe’s excitement is palpable. Homophobia is ever present in the film, but Pride shows the incredible happiness that Joe finds in embracing his sexuality. The community he joins is more caring and loyal than anything he’s ever experienced in his life. This is an ensemble piece, but it’s Joe’s story of self-discovery and self-acceptance that grounds Pride and makes it as moving as it is.

    God’s Own Country (2017)

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    God’s Own Country is, without a doubt, one of the year’s best films. In the two and a half months since I saw it, it has lived vividly within my memory. This is that rare film: one that’s so full of beautiful moments that you’ll find yourself smiling all of the many times that your mind drifts back to them.

    Josh O’Connor gives an astounding breakthrough performance as Johnny Saxby, an emotionally stifled Yorkshire sheep farmer who is tethered to his home by his ailing father. Gheorge, a Romanian migrant worker, changes everything when he arrives to help on the farm. The two strike up a romance that softens Johnny and allows him to open up to the world. God’s Own Country is an arresting illustration of the power that love has to change us. See it, and feel your heart swell.

  • The Limehouse Golem: Review

    The Limehouse Golem: Review

    By Angelique Halliburton.

    The Limehouse Golem – A Victorian-era whodunnit with a never-saw-it-coming twist

    As if the dreary London town of Limehouse hasn’t suffered enough, there’s now a serial killer on the loose. So vicious are the attacks that the residents relish in the idea that their community is being terrorised by a supernatural monster, The Limehouse Golem. Detective John Kildare, played by the stylish Bill Nighy, has been set up to fail in his quest to find the real murderer.

    Kildare’s work may already be done when the controlling, unfaithful husband of stage actress Elizabeth Cree (Olivia Cooke) is found dead and she is charged with poisoning him. Kildare embarks on a process of elimination to prove deceased John Cree’s guilt as the serial killer – who perhaps chose suicide to avail himself of being caught – and thus save Elizabeth from the gallows.

    You’d be forgiven for thinking that The Limehouse Golem, directed by Juan Carlos is a Dickens adaptation. All the elements are there: the dark, cobbled London mews, unlucky ladies of the night, the poor little, but extremely cute street urchins and the inevitable death and despair. But no, this film is the rework of a 1994 novel by biographer and poet, Peter Ackroyd. The screenplay credit goes to Jane Goldman (Kick-Ass, The Woman in Black, X-Men). Each character is perfectly cast -but Nighy and Cooke’s standout performances steal the show.

    Press screening attendees had the pleasure of being welcomed to the Picturehouse Central in London by none other than Nighy himself. He delighted in the fact that he’d always wanted to play a detective. I wonder whether Juan Carlos saw Nighy’s turn as a chief inspector in the comedy flick Hot Fuzz. Touchingly, The Limehouse Golem is dedicated to the late Alan Rickman, who was set to play Nighy’s character but had to pull out due to illness.

    A classic murder mystery with a brilliantly unpredictable ending, The Limehouse Golem is a tale within a tale and is narrated in parts by the theatrical drag artist Dan Leno (Douglas Booth). The lighting, Victorian costumes, the blood and gore, intertwined with typical British humour makes this film a pleasure to watch, even though thrillers aren’t my ‘thing’. I did slightly better than my plus-one, who watched most of the film behind closed fingers!

    The Limehouse Golem is due for UK release on 1 September 2017.

  • Thor: Ragnarok Should Be Great

    Thor: Ragnarok Should Be Great

    Thor: Ragnarok hits cinemas in October across the UK, and November in the USA and it looks to be the biggest one yet.  Marvel are looking to shakes things up quite a bit here, after the slight disappointment of Thor: The Dark World.

    And those things have been shaken up with an inspired director choice in Taika Waititi, a vivid new look, great cast additions and a slant towards comedy, similar to the successes of the two Guardians of the Galaxy films.

    Chris Hemsworth is unsurprisingly back in the main role as Thor for the fifth time, though without his massive hammer and Mark Ruffalo pops up smashing around in his  Hulk character in his fourth gig in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, that’s if you include his cameo in the third Iron Man of course…

    Brit Tom Hiddleston is back as Loki (who makes these films fly in my opinion) and the mighty Sir Anthony Hopkins returns as the mighty Odin.  The character of Thor appears in fun to play online casino games featuring all your favourite Marvel heroes. The game of this theme was first released on PS3, Nintendo consoles, Nintendo Wii and Xbox360 back in 2011 under the name: Thor: God of Thunder. In recent years, there’s VR game named: Wrath of Loki.

    Some of the choices for the new characters are where this film is lifted above others.  Cate Blanchett is in as a new villain named Hela, and judging by the trailer it looks like she has had a lot of fun with this film.  Star Trek’s Karl Urban kicks in as Skurge, and the mighty Jeff Goldblum appears as the eccentric Grandmaster – who oversees the gladiatorial tournament where Thor looks to battle Hulk.

    Thor: Ragnarok
    Thor: Ragnarok

    This is Jeff Goldblum’s first proper entry into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, he did feature in that fun dancing credit sequence from Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2, and he is the brother of Benicio Del Toro’s Collector from the first volume.

    The director himself, Taika Waititi has cast himself as the character Korg.  Taika Waititi is perhaps best known for his great New Zealand films like Eagle Vs Shark and What We Do In The Shadows.

    He’s going to provide a much lighter tone to the proceedings than we’ve previously seen in most Marvel films.  We need it.

    If you haven’t seen his film, Hunt For The Wilderpeople please do, it’s wonderful.