Several weeks ago a film by the name of ‘Dope’ came to my attention due to the ever-socially active actress, Zoë Kravitz, and her copious posts promoting it on Instagram. The vibrant images she was posting immediately caught my attention due to the vivid colours and throwback fashion: The characters of this film embrace 90s to the core. Last night, I finally had the pleasure of watching the film and I must say I was even more enraptured than anticipated.
As a self-confessed film geek, I tend to pride myself on my film knowledge, however there’s a question I often struggle with: “What kind of films do you like?” Despite my love for the pictures, I’m also admittedly useless when it comes to genres. All my favourite films seem to cover an array of genres, so simply describing them as a “romance” or “tragedy” doesn’t seem to suffice. A question I handle slightly better is that regarding my favourite film; I could reel, (excuse the pun), off a list of what feels like a million and one films that I consider to be my favourite at one time or another. Despite all these films having totally varying storylines and characters, they do seem to have enough in common to consider them “coming of age” films, or what I’d consider perfect for that teen angst phase which I know so well. Anyway, I’ve decided to compile a list of my top 10 absolute must see, changed my life, can’t live without films that fall into this category…
Not long ago if someone mentioned the film ‘Birdman’ to me I would have shown a great amount of enthusiasm. However perhaps that’s because I hadn’t yet seen it. Prior to viewing the widely publicised picture I had high hopes due to the cast consisting of Ed Norton and Emma Stone, (a couple of my favourite actors.) Unfortunately I was left disappointed.
Those of you who read my review on the first part of ‘The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby’ (Him), may be a little confused to hear what follows. This film wasn’t merely more bearable but, I actually enjoyed it. Luckily for me, it was not the painstaking hour and a half that the last was.
Yesterday I had the misfortune of dedicating ninety minutes of my life to the painful experience that was ‘The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby’. It sounded like an interesting concept, two films told from the perspectives of two people in a relationship. Unfortunately, it didn’t live up to it’s rather respectable 63% rating.
Maya Angelou’s ‘I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings’ is a modern classic, and deservedly so. You’ll likely see it on any half-decent ‘books to read before you kick it’ list and that’s partly the reason I chose to read it. It was recommended to me by my rather wise old father and immediately it looked like a book I’d enjoy. Favouring other influential books such as Orwell’s ‘1984’ and Burgess’ oddly fascinating ‘A Clockwork Orange’ I assumed this would fall in nicely with my attempt at broadening my literary horizon.
Firstly may I begin by noting that I was not, I repeat not, disappointed with the presentation of the BAFTAs. As I seem to have acquired a mild obsession with the wonderful Stephen Fry, it would be hard to be left unsatisfied with that aspect – despite his poor attempt at an impression of Stephen Hawking which mustered up a few uncomfortable laughs. I was also thoroughly pleased to see Linklater and co awarded for the 12-year accomplishment that is Boyhood.