Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts

Saturday, October 24, 2009

If You Have a Problem and No One Else Can Help.....

And if you can find them, maybe you can hire.....

The A-Team (Class of 2010)...L-R Bradley Cooper - Face, Quinton 'Rampage' Jackson - B.A., Sharlto Copely - Murdock and Liam Neeson - Hannibal

So, this is the re-imagined team huh? hmmm, why does Liam Neeson look like he's tryin' real hard with his 'best' George Peppard impression and is it going to be a version like that dire Starsky and Hutch Ben Stiller rip or something actually watchable...I'm not asking for a complete 80's revisitation as the 80's are pretty much best left to the rose tinted haze of my memories...but a fair, decent and humorous facsimile thereof isn't too much to ask of Hollywood right?....right!

Saturday, August 01, 2009

I Certify This Post PG

So, I was just reading an article about Tim Burton in which he talks about the trouble he's had when producing some of his films, as TPTB are worried about parents reactions to the dark content. Now, when I was a kid lots of things scared me, no more so than the dark and thunderstorms, and I probably watched things which were inappropriate for my age...sneaking into a neighbour house to see the Thriller video when I was only 4 probably left me scarred for life....lines of zombies dancing in formation with a man who's face was falling apart before the application of make-up....shudder, but you live and learn.

My favourite film, to this day, is The Goonies...well, that's not at all scary I hear you say, ah but what of Chester Copperpot, his remains squashed under a boulder....his skull rolling off as Mikey pulls on the key from around his neck....or what about the finale, a ship full of skeletons with various fatal wounds, one poor fellow with a pair of daggers protruding from his eye sockets....or perhaps, my personal favourite nightmare inducing scene, Chunk, happily tucking into a freezer full of ice cream (flavours of which I'd never even heard of before at aged 7.....rocky road?) when he bumps a bag revealing the horrendous figure of a grey complexioned man, mouth agape, eyes wide with a perfect bullet hole through his forehead 'it's a stiff'....oh yeah, good 'ol family fun.

And yet that's exactly what it was...I'll admit, I viewed the above scenes through the cracks in my fingers in the past...the imagery indeed scary for my young brain to process, but then that's kinda the point....and having the chance to process such scenes within the safety of the movie is a right of passage which is fast becoming edited out by worrying adults. These days children have no problem viewing The Goonies....as all 'scary' scenes have been removed....as has any bad language...today's generation are just too precious to be exposed to anything which may give the poor darlings nightmares.....Apparently what was good enough for pre-teens 20 odd years ago is no longer acceptable for the same age group today.

Case in point..Gremlins a dark comedy released as a PG in 1984 is a 15 today for the DVD release....the granny on the stenna stairlift flying out the roof of her house now apparently not so much with the funny and more with the mentally scarring according to TPTB?.....I can only imagine what the content will entail when the remake finally gets off the ground....much of the original appeal thrown out of the window (unlike the grannies) as filmmakers/studios opt for the corny jokes, dumbed down visuals and story for mass merchandise approach of the easily influenced High School Musical generation.

The thing is, Tim Burton has his head screwed on right, kids like to be scared...not wanting to sound to cheesy here, but the world isn't all cotton wool and happy endings and being prepared for the unexpected is a good thing, even if it is just in a movie.

I grew up on a mixture of influences, but one thing I'm happy about is that certain aspects weren't omitted from my viewing just in case I got scared....

Doctor Who...those Daleks, those Cybermen and, even worse, the questionable acting ability of Slyvester McCoy

Chocky....A series about a boy with an alien in his brain, the opening sequence started with the most blood curdling scream, ingrained into my psyche ever since.

Knightmare....a children's role playing game show in which the life force animation peeled away the layers of helmet and skin to reveal muscle and skull until finally the eyeballs rolled toward the screen like a pair of demented marbles.

Moomins....stop motion animation of the ultimately bizarre and kinda creepy persuasion from Finland

Grange Hill....Always controversial and in no way an accurate depiction of any actual school anywhere in the UK, once had silent credits roll over the image of a teenage Zammo, eyes wide and spaced out on drugs whilst holding an empty slip of foil...the sole reason I have never dabbled in such things
The Play Safe Adverts....airing in between CBBC and neighbours it was impossible to avoid these happy little gems which showed hapless kids getting into strife whilst playing on railway lines, with kites or Frisbees near overhead power lines or football next to disused ponds or quarries...needless to say those kids didn't fare well in their innocent playtime....it's a wonder I ventured outside to play...and yet I did

Terrahawks....what can go wrong with action adventure Gerry 'Thunderbirds are go' Anderson puppets?....Zelda, the corpse-like looking foe of the good guys and her son Yung-star who sounded like he was stuck in perpetual gargle mode


The Box of Delights....oh yeah sounds all Christmassy and fun, but then there's men folk turning into wolves all kidnapping vicars all over the shop...and yet another kids show with a slightly disturbing opening sequence

The Children of Greene Knowe...A house haunted by children killed by the plague, a dotty elderly relative oh and there's a tree which is alive in the back garden and it wants to eat you...the kids even had a creepy song about it #Green Noah Demon Tree, Evil fingers can't catch me#

Century Falls...Russell T. Davies' work from early in his career involved a cursed village, an ancient mask, psychic twins and a church going up in flames all before neighbours at tea time


Wizbit....a talking magic hat, an 8ft rabbit and all hosted by Paul Daniels who also sung the theme tune the whole concept is terrifying especially in this clip....

Okay, so there may be a tad of exaggeration on the last one, but you get the idea....my childhood offerings on TV were scary as, and the same could be said for the movies.....the Goonies and Gremlins weren't the only mild nightmare inducing fare on offer....

Willow....all action, adventure and comical little people, until the double headed beast rips a soldier in half
Neverending Story...it's not enough that an evil wolf is chasing down the main character or that Artex drowns in the Swamps of Sadness, but a couple of statues with laser eyes char boil a knight in armour too



Watcher in the Woods....Disney goes creepy with Bette Davis, a couple of American kids and a portal in time

Citty Chitty Bang Bang...two words: CHILD CATCHER


Watership Down....let's watch a film about cute bunnies....which attack each other, get hit by cars and die
Return to Oz....where to start...the mental hospital, the wheelers, the Deadly Desert, the Nome King and the corridor of screaming heads courtesy of Mombi

Ghostbusters....kinda self explanatory though I could handle Slimer, the Stay Puft Marshmallow man, Gozer and even the evil dogs from hell, but it was a long time before I set foot in my library again
All of the Indiana Jones films (except crystal skulls...because dude, what were you thinkin')....people on spikes, eaten by crocodiles, hearts being ripped out, the variety of odd cuisine (monkey brains, snake surprise and the sheep eyeball soup) but most of all the ghosts and face melty Nazi's of Raiders just about had me poopin' my pants as a small child......


But it was fantastic entertainment of which I have revisited many, many times throughout childhood and even as recent as last week....for all the bits which were mildly frightening there were enthralling, action packed and fantastical stories, which weren't watered down just in case the parents of some small moppet were worried about the long term effect the 'scary bits' would have on their offspring....suck it up people.

At least some are still engaging youngsters with tales of daring do and aren't afraid to push the boundaries of what scares a kid can cope with.....Doctor Who (although largely fluff) continues to entertain, thanks mainly to Steven Moffat who brought us the highly creepy 'are you my mummy' child in a gas mask, the 'don't blink' angel statues and the more recent 'count the shadows' in the library....Joss Whedon produced some seriously excellent fantasy television hit the nail on the head with 'the gentlemen' of Hush and of course and honorary mention should go to JK Rowling who's mind for the slightly off kilter and down right disturbing has been a breath of fresh air amongst the decline of children's entertainment and complete cop outs which generally seem to be the fare on offer...even from previously daring folk such as Steven Spielberg and George Lucas exhibit a.) A.I. all going well until he added a completely unnecessary ending, exhibit b.) War of the Worlds where everybody lives eventhough they run into a barrage of fire and of course exhibit c.) Jar Jar Binks.....nuff said

I feel sorry for this 'cotton wool' generation, TPTB should give them more credit as to how much of 'the scary' and unexpected they can deal with.....and I won't even go into the lunacy behind goggles and gloves for playing conkers in schools playground.

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Da-da-daaaa....Captain Chaos

Sad to hear the passing of Dom Deluise, his films were a huge part of my childhood....and that laugh...

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Today This Blog is Brought to you by the Letter.....

It's safe to assume that the current situation of back muscle hissy and the inability to do much of anything is slowly driving me insane...well, in comparison to the regular insanity of the everyday life of me.....which is a scary thought now isn't it.

I've watched many, many films over the last few days...none of which were really that fantastic, though I did laugh until a little bit of wee came out while listening to the Chipmunks singing in Alivin and the Chipmunks....grown ups making their voices go all squeaky and then singing 50's pop hits is strangely finding my level of amusement. I've also, in the last 2-3 days, watched: How to Lose Friends and Alienate People ("Oi, Orlando, you used to be British"...ah, Simon Pegg, bless), Madagascar 2, Bedtime Stories, Marley and Me (bawled like a baby towards the end and then cringed like a presidential aide of George Dubya when he ad-libbed during a speech at the final coupla scenes...bloody Hollywood), Slumdog Millionaire (well since the whole freakin' world seemed to be harping on about it...quite right they are too)...and finally, in a moment of utter madness (I mentioned the 'slowly driving me insane' thing right?) High School Musical 3 *shudders*.....which is just truly awful....serious bunkum with no redeeming features what-so-ever, there should be some kind of injunction against Disney spewing forth such an irritatingly nauseous group of tweeny Stepford's upon minds, like, barely able to speak in, like, actual sentences.....just....Urgh....come back Annie, all is forgiven.

Having gone through Paracetamol and Ibuprofen gel I've now graduated to Voltarol Diclofenac Potassium...which, truth be told, sounds not unlike something more commonly found in the Star Wars verse, but with a little less Yoda and a little more pamphlet warnings of possible nasty sounding bodily side affects.....good times.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

My Post About Nothing Excting

My life has taken a turn for the inane and boring and the current weather is even worse...gone are the shorts and out come the thermals...in the five minutes it took me to cycle home from work this afternoon I ended up being as drippy as Drippy McDripperson from Dripperton on the Dripshire coast....bah!!

Work continues to kill off brain cells at a steady rate and I have even started to dream about the place....which usually involves me being completely stressed out and yelling at stupid customers...especially the ones on their mobile phones....grrrr, one day I will write the idiots guide to shop etiquette, since it is so obviously needed...it will also come with a step-by-step guide on how to open plastic carrier bags since 99.9% of people seem complete incapable of doing so, even when I have partially opened the bag for them...a few others include:

8am-10pm means 8am-10pm….we don’t open at 7am the sign says 8am…we don’t close at 11pm…the sign says 10pm…geddit

Freaky staring children...Oi, parental unit...please remove the freaky staring child who is disturbing my scanning fungshui

customer ‘can I have cashback?’ me ‘yep’….long pause….me ‘ and how much would you like’ (since my mind reading abilities seem to have taken the day off.)

and

I finished scanning items…me ‘do you have a co-op card’….customer ‘and 20richmondsuperkingmenthol’ I get cigarettes ‘and do you have a co-op card….customer ‘and a pack of green rizzlas’….i get the rizzlas ‘and do you have a co-op card?’ customer ‘and a bottle of London gin’…I get the gin ‘is there anything else?...ignored ‘how much is that’ ‘£XX.XX’ I take the money and give the receipt ‘oh I have a co-op card…is it too late to use it’…me ‘If I kill you now I will be doing a great service world’s retail assistants’

On the plus side there is the green-eyed guy who, although only putting in an appearance but once a week, brightens up my day no end....since I initiated conversation some weeks ago we have had many pleasant conversations about the weather and...er...well just the weather...I really need to get some new material...something which has a beginning, middle and end, displays my discerning wit and brilliant personality
and fills the 15-30 seconds it takes to serve the guy....oh, which reminds me, whilst watching a recent episode of SGA I realised that Ronan (aka Jason Momoa) has the same luscious green eyes and after some scouting found this:


Which is actually a pretty good likeness to my own Green-Eyed Guy...seriously, it's uncanny...though my Green-Eyed Guy does smiley rather than mean and moody and forms whole words rather than growls.

Okay...enough perving....seriously enough.....don't make make get a bucket of cold water....thank you....the weekend just gone played an important role in my 'doing absolutely nothing constructive Sunday' which involved staying in my PJ's and watching 5....yes, that was 5....dvds in a row....and these were simple, no cognitive effort needed dvds,
namely...ahem...D.A.R.Y.L (kudos to those who can tell me the meaning behind the acronym), Flight of the Navigator, SpaceCamp, E.T. and The Adventures of Baron Munchausen....Ooo, and for extra kudos if anyone knows the connection between the first three (it's tenuous, but there is one).

So there you go, that's me...I promise to come up with something insightful and exciting soon...like when I win the lotto and can blow this joint (hopefully with green-eyed guy)