Monthly Archives: March 2011

Submarine

Posted on March 28, 2011 by

A typical scene from Submarine: teenage protagonist Oliver (Craig Roberts) leans angstily against the school gates; voiceover narration states “In the biopic of my life I imagine a sweeping crane shot now, but if things don’t get better there’ll only … Continue reading →

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Cave of Forgotten Dreams

Posted on March 25, 2011 by

The standout moment in Werner Herzog’s new film comes when an eccentric archaeologist is demonstrating how Palaeolithic people might have hunted, using a reconstructed model spear. After one throw, Herzog begins to ask him a question, but the man has … Continue reading →

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Christian Marclay’s ‘The Clock’

Posted on March 20, 2011 by

Yesterday I paid a visit to the British Art Show at the Hayward Gallery on the South Bank. Exhibited were a range of contemporary artworks, from drawing to sculpture to photography, variously entertaining and confusing – including Roger Hiorns’ plain ridiculous performance … Continue reading →

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Norwegian Wood

Posted on March 15, 2011 by

I read Haruki Murakami’s Norwegian Wood when I was about 17, during a ‘Japan phase’ which had been triggered by David Mitchell’s beguiling number9dream. Norwegian Wood is Murakami’s most successful novel; its themes of loss, repression, inexpression and, er, suicide lapped up by … Continue reading →

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Old Films, Five Words #4: The Fly

Posted on March 10, 2011 by

Shame he can’t actually fly.

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Archipelago

Posted on March 7, 2011 by

Archipelago is a film about bored, boring posh people on an autumn holiday in the Scilly Isles, getting themselves into a tizz over nothing more than their own unimportant neuroses. As a précis it doesn’t sound particularly promising – but somehow Joanna … Continue reading →

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Animal Kingdom

Posted on March 3, 2011 by

A teenage boy and his sleeping mother sit motionless on a couch watching trash TV. Suddenly paramedics enter and attend to the woman – the boy stands up to let them through, but his eyes remain fixed on the screen. … Continue reading →

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