Showing posts with label David Thewlis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Thewlis. Show all posts

Monday, 19 December 2022

The Amazing Maurice — A Review

18the December, 2022: The Amazing Maurice.


Right … 

I recorded that video earlier, when I’d just finished dinner: badly wanting to watch a film.

But not — quite then — having deciding, completely, on what to watch.

Picking something … ?

Lifelong Terry Pratchett fan that I am … ?

That decision wasn’t too hard.

I felt settling in with the recently released The Amazing Maurice — based on Sir Terry’s The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents —would be an idea thing to watch.

Did I make the right decision … ?

I think I did.

But … ?

I’ll tell you more, tomorrow.

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Thursday, 5 October 2017

Wonder Woman: Not Perfect, but very watchable

5th October, 2017

You know, I’m feeling vaguely rushed, tonight.

Rushed … and nervous.

Frankly?

I’ve had the day off, today.

And was expecting a rather important call.

Which hasn’t happened, yet.

So I’m expecting all sorts!

On top of that?   I have an early start, tomorrow.

Ideally, I should be getting an early night, because of that.

But … ?

I did want to tell you I’d seen something, tonight.

That’s right … 


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Sunday, 27 July 2014

The Zero Theorem: Thoughts … 

*SPOILER ALERT*
I should emphasise I reveal something of The Zero Theorem’s climax in this post.   If you’re bothered by that, then please, only read this post after you’ve watched the film.   I think the post, and the film, will repay you for that.
26th July, 2014: 23·34

Right at the moment … ?

Right at the moment, I’m convinced that — out there in the teeming places we call the multiverse — is a universe that smells of fish.

It’s exactly like ours in all aspects.

The same physical laws.

Its history is identical to ours.

Hell, if you look out of its equivalent of your front room window, the view will be exactly the same as it is in our universe.

There’s just one difference between here and there.

It smells of fish.

Slightly off salmon, if my imagination’s correct.

That’s possibly the most irreverent way to start a post about a film.

And possibly irrelevant, too.

But it’s also the sort of idea I get on especially hot and sweaty evenings, sometimes.

It’s one that’s telling me I should have a shower.   I’m nearer my armpits, in this weather, than you are.

It’s not necessarily nice … 

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Saturday, 4 February 2012

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas: Waiting for the inevitable End … 


You know, I’ve GOT to admit, it’s SOMETHING of a late Friday night, tonight.



Seriously …

Right at the moment, I’m in Kent, at the moment — south of the river, and in Strood, in case you were wondering — and over some friends of mine.

Gwen, and her partner, Stef — along with mutual friend Peter — and I were …

All …

Well, watching a film, would you believe.

And, if you hadn’t guessed it was the 2008 WW2 drama, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas, then you’ve not noticed the poster, have you … ?

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Based on the John Boyne novel of the same name, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas sees Asa Butterfield as the films hero, Bruno, and his family as his father — a high ranking Nazi officer played by David Thewlis — taking charge of a Nazi death-camp.

During his (forbidden) exploration of the area, Bruno comes across a part of the area he believes to be a farm, and makes friends with Shmuel — Jack Scanlon — a child Bruno believes to be wearing striped pyjamas as part of a complicated game.

We know otherwise, of course.

And as we slowly come to realise that The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas is heading to only one ending … ?

We care deeply for the two children at the heart of the drama.

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Now, I’ve got to admit, this is one HECK of a film.

I’m confess, here, that I, Stefan, Gwen and Peter were silent at the end of The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas.

There is — very literally — little one can — indeed, should — say about the ending of The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas.

Except it had a sense of inevitability to it that left us all breathless.

And silent.

And horrified.

With the result we’ve agreed: The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas is a film ALL of us have to see.

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas
Paul: ★★★★
Stefan: ★★★★
Gwen: ★★★★