January 1, 2013
Don’t worry guys, I’ve got this. (image courtesy of collider.com)
WARNING: Spoilers below. Probably best to avoid if you haven’t seen the movie.
- Hugh Jackman carries the movie like a French convict carrying a giant mast with a wet flag on it. Both his singing and acting are amazing. My respect for him as an actor increased a thousandfold. It was also very noble of him not to pop his Wolverine claws on Javert.
- Russell Crowe is terrible. You’d think the casting director would check if someone could sing before casting them in a musical. Also, I know he’s capable of terrific acting, but in this, he comes across as vaguely autistic. When he’s singing, he holds his arms straight out in front of him like he’s doing an impression of Donkey Kong. Even his character’s poignant suicide lacks dignity. In one of the worst directorial decisions in the movie, the sight of his body hitting the concrete in the dam is unintentionally hilarious. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one sniggering.
- A bit too much all-up-in-your grill cam for my taste. Would have liked a bit more variety in the camera work, like in the Master of the House scene. Read the rest of this entry »
April 3, 2012
A couple of weeks ago, ABC2’s Sunday Best aired Aileen: Life and Death of a Serial Killer. It’s second documentary by British filmmaker Nick Broomfield on Aileen Wuornos, often billed as America’s first female serial killer and subject of the 2002 hollywood movie Monster.
Broomfield formed something of a friendship with Wuornos, and this unique relationship provided him with access to her right up until the day before her execution in 2002. His interviews with her are at once captivating, disturbing and saddening. Wuornos is compelling from the moment she comes on screen.
There is her physical presence – a battered face, swept back blond hair and piercing, wild eyes. Her large frame is hidden in prison orange, but it is hard to imagine a more formidable, frightening woman. She is frank, prone to outbursts of rage and clearly delusional, becoming more and more convinced over the course of her incarceration that the police allowed her to kill as part of a conspiracy to make money off her story. But her trust in the filmmaker also provides glimpses of a woman who, despite being hardened by a tragic life, is hungry for friendship. Read the rest of this entry »