IT’S WRITTEN BY THE MUPPET PEOPLE
This time it’s George Nolfi’s turn to adapt a Philip K. Dick story as Matt Damon is pursued by the ‘fate police’ through many, many doors.
How do you know what you’re going to see at the cinema next month? You’re busy people – Facebook won’t update itself, and you’ve probably got a relationship to neglect or something. Oh, you haven’t? Sorry. Well, there’s no point in trying to meet another human adult now, you may as well just read this blog.
Two households, both alike in dignity/ In fair Verona, where we lay our scene/ From ancient grudge break to new mutiny/ Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean/ From forth the fatal loins of these two foes/ A pair of star-cross’d GNOMES IT’S ALL BLOODY GNOMES AAARGH.
What is it that makes Colin Firth, Helen Mirren and Judi Dench so good at playing our monarchs of old? Is it maturity, is it talent or is it just that they all have a crown fetish? From the Sixteenth Century up to the present day, many actors have tried to play royalty, and few have succeeded. Those that have are celebrated here.
Ah, Valentine’s Day. Apart from very new couples who are still overdosing on saccharine, there really isn’t a single adult human – taken or unattached – who enjoys its enforced affection and awkward present-buying. Of course, the torture is worse if you know you’re planning to ditch your other half but still have to lavish them with contrived pseudo-love – and that’s where we come in…
When will Jack Black stop playing lovable slackers who inexplicably bust out at least one musical number per film? Gulliver’s Travels is pretty much exactly what you’re expecting it to be – adequate, and absolutely nothing more. Excellent visual effects and some well-crafted supporting performances save it from total failure, but all this film really manages is to remind you that in Hollywood, as in Lilliput, bigger isn’t always better.
Dozens of high-profile British actors have condemned the proposed attack on the UK Film Council.
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