Did I mention I’m job-hunting, at the moment … ?
So you know.
And there’s lots of things I should — and should not — be doing.
Obviously, wasting the little money I do have on fripperies is one of those.
I’d call things like cigarettes and alcohol fripperies: especially as I’ve given up both.
The one thing I do think is not a frippery?
Is spending the minimal money I do have not on recreational substances … but on the occasional film.
The way I see it? Is that I get some reasonably priced entertainment: and that you, as a reader, get to see what I’ve been spent tax-payers money on.
Assuming what I write about a given film interests you enough to go and rent it for yourself? It also gives you some entertainment, keeps me occupied …
And keeps us both off the street, or bothering the neighbours.
As you can guess, I like a movie, every-so-often.
Job-hunting being what it IS, over the past few days? I’ve been pounding the streets for the past few days: handing out my CV to all and sundry.
Or been at my Mac Pro: filling in online application forms.
Has been something of a good day.
As I’ve managed to book up three — three — interviews over the next few days.
I can only hope and pray one of those interviewers decides I’m worth hiring.
At any rate, that fact?
Got me thinking I need to celebrate those small successes …
With a film.
Yes, I felt celebratory …
The film, though … ?
Midnight Special opens in a motel room: showing us Roy (Michael Shannon) and his old friend Lucas (Joel Edgerton) keeping half an eye on the news: with the other half on any one approaching their room.
There decide to leave: when a TV news broadcast tells all watching about the disappearance of Roy]s son, Alton.
Who’s ALSO in the motel room: keeping out of sight, but apparently well looked after by his apparent kidnappers.
Apart from one STRANGE thing … ?
The room … ? Is in darkness …
And Alton … ? Alton‘s of extreme interest to both the FBI, NSA … and a group of religious fundamentalist in a rural part of Texas.
You can tell this is curious, can’t you … ?
Good … ?
And ‘curious’ … ?
I’ve said this before, and will probably say it again: that it’s had to tell if any given film is a work of cinematic genius or not.
At least … not with the level of education I’ve got.
Four ‘O’ levels: Maths, History, Physics and Chemistry, so you know. now of which exactly prepare you for life as a movie critic.
No, what I TEND to find easier to do?
Is tell you if I enjoyed a film or not.
And yes …
Midnight Special isn‘t necessarily something I’d call a genius piece of movie making.
It IS, I think, a film whose makers have tried they’re best in making a watchable entertaining film. One that’s thoughtful, and piques a viewer’s curiosity: by starting in the middle of things.
Don’t rent or buy Midnight Special if you want high octane adventure.
Do, if you want something thoughtful.