Film- Still Walking – directed by Hirokazu Kore-Eda

Star rating – 7/10

This new Japanese portrait of a family still grieving the tragic death of their eldest son 12 years previously is a gentle mirror on the intricacies of a family who are, like many families, not at all at ease with each other. Yoshio Harada plays a retired doctor who measures the success of his sons solely by whether or not they choose the same profession as he did. His wife is happy entertaining her remaining children and their families as they come home to mark the anniversary of her son’s death. She is not so happy, however, with the behaviour of her husband, who is, to put it very mildly, a glass half empty sort of guy.

The slightly overlong introduction to the family members sets the scene, as food is prepared for the gathering. And the pleasant but materialistic daughter wants to both keep the peace, and to secure her family’s permanent place in her parent’s home at the same time. Alongside her is her remaining brother, who has obviously annoyed his parents by marrying a widow with a young son.

The film is a window into the minute detail of Japanese domestic life – and that aspect of the piece is very interesting. But many of the main characters are not people with whom I could sympathise a great deal at all. They are cantankerous to each other, and are not prepared to say what they really feel at most points.

They are living with the broken hopes and dreams that died with their son Junpei. They are crushed by the weight of the expectations of their father. And they are coming to terms with the new reality of the mixed up families in modern Japan.

I cannot say that the family portrait painted was ‘lovely’ – as the publicity posters proclaim. This is however, a very interesting and intimate portrait of how a family copes with loss and disappointment, and carries on regardless.

Theatre – I am Yusef and This Is My Brother – Young Vic

Star rating – 6/10

Amir Nizar Zuabi’s play reminds us of a chapter of history that still arouses very strong emotions amongst those directly affected by it, as evidenced by the passionate reaction to it by some of this packed audience. That chapter was the war of 1948 that resulted in the creation of the new state of Israel, and the uprooting of thousands of Palestinians from their homes and lands. And I am very sympathetic to that cause.

This play tries to straddle three interconnected strands – the historical context of the war; the moving relationship between two brothers – one of whom has some form of learning disability; and a doomed love affair. All with tremendous potential in their own right to produce a great play. The problem for me here was that none of the strands were clear enough or strong enough in the telling. The story was a bit confused and difficult to follow. That was partly due to practical staging issues, such as not been able to read the surtitles for part of the play when they were blurred by being projected onto the folds of a piece of cloth.

But nevertheless I absolutely applaud the attempt, and I did enjoy the evening. But just felt a little confused at the end of the play. And there was such a lot of water involved that I did feel for the actors in the cold, air conditioned to within an inch of its life theatre. But maybe that’s just me….

Film - The Road - directed by John Hillcoat

Star rating – 8/10

Let’s get the admissions out of the way first – I haven’t read the Cormac McCarthy book on which this bleak film is based. It is now on my ‘to read’ list, but I may have to leave it a little while until I subject myself to it such blackness again. And bleak this film really is – even though by popular opinion it is not as bleak as the novel.

The road of the title refers to the journey made by a man and his young son after a catastrophic disaster has wrecked havoc on Earth, leaving any survivors prey to starvation, murderous gangs, and cannibalism. The two leads are on screen for most of the film and are impressively and heart rendingly played by Viggo Mortensen as the desperate father, and Kodi Smit-McPhee as his son. His mother, played in flashback by Charlize Theron, could not face up to the nightmare of struggling for survival in such a barren and hostile world, and leaves her family to fend for themselves while she goes into the dark night to her inevitable death, whilst wishing they had shot themselves whilst they still had enough bullets left to do so. And as the film goes on, you do feel that she may have had a point.

The two struggling survivors have to stay alert for every moment of every day and night - for any chance of finding a scrap of precious food; and to the ever present danger of finding hostile fellow survivors, driven to robbery and murder in the desperate circumstances.

The cinematography is stunning, with the dying planet perfectly captured on screen as the pair make their near impossible journey south to the coast. But the pointlessness of the journey is a bit baffling. There will be no happy ending at the coast. Only misery all the way. What else could they expect really?

Hollywood has obviously left its imprint on this version of the story, with the more bestial element of the book toned down considerably by all accounts. But nevertheless the innocence and hopefulness of the boy are very touching. He will not let his father succumb to the madness of treating all strangers as murderous enemies. So my advice is, if you are suffering from the January blues, this may not be the film for you. But if you want a powerful, post apocalyptic, well acted story with a bleak message – then this may just fit the bill.

Film – I’m Gonna Explode – directed by Gerardo Naranjo

Star rating – 6/10

This is a Mexican teenage love and angst movie from Gerardo Naranjo, with Gael Garcia Bernal as one if its executive producers. The story is told from the perspective of 15 year old Maru, impressively played by Maria Deschamps. She is disaffected at school and clearly feels on the margins of her fellow pupils. So when Roman, (Juan Pablo de Santiago), the son of a right wing politician, gets kicked out of his private school and comes to Maru’s, it is clear that they are quickly going to find each other.

Neither are very happy. Roman has been understandably very troubled since the car crash in which is mother is killed, caused by his father’s drunk driving. His father, and his new stepmother are not really interested in Roman, so he goes off the rails. It is not as clear why Maru feels so alienated, but she immediately views Roman as a kindred spirit when she sees him fake his own hanging in a school production, to the understandable shock of the rest of the school.

They quickly decide to run away – but only get as far as a tent on the roof of his father’s expensive apartment. They steal provisions when the coast is clear, and whilst they are alone, their first fumbling sexual encounters begin. The relationship between them is nicely told – with Maru in turns encouraging then rejecting Roman’s advances in her nervousness and naivety. Eventually they get further than the roof, and steal a car to make a more conventional getaway.

The central characters are likeable and engaging, although the story is a bit meandering, and would have benefited from a sharper plot line. Roman’s father and step mother are cold and selfish. He clearly just needs a bit of affection and understanding, and so does not really have a clear idea of what they will do if they succeed in their escape plan.

And of course there is no happy ending. Just a good, if a bit of a wayward story, compellingly played by two promising, and beautiful, young actors.

Film – Avatar – directed by James Cameron

Star rating – 7/10

There are a couple of questions worth pondering about this latest James Cameron blockbuster, firstly, does it justify the long wait, the reputed $230 million it took to make, and all the hype; and secondly, is it any good as a 3D movie (and indeed are 3D movies themselves a worthwhile medium).

So, as someone with little expectations of the film, and who had seriously not been waiting for this ‘movie event of the decade’, but just went along out of curiosity, then the answer to the first question is that it is a genuinely impressive film, not so much for its storyline, which is engaging enough, but for its fantastic use of CGI, its special effects, and its breathtaking landscapes.

The basic story line, for the record, is that a paraplegic former marine, Jake Sully (Sam Worthington) plays a wheelchair-bound war hero who is selected to take part in a top-secret mission. He is sent to an extraterrestrial moon called Pandora which is inhabited by race of humanoid aliens, the Na’vi. Sully has to become one of the Na’vi, and finds himself a torn between the scientists (led by Cameron old girl Sigourney Weaver) who want to discover the secrets of Pandora, and the mercenaries who only want to plunder the precious minerals there. But Sully starts to question the legitimacy of his task, partly thanks to his romance with the warrior princess Neytiri.

And Cameron introduces a welcome political element to the action, for those who wish to explore it, which admittedly will not be all the Avatar audiences. But there are clear parallels to be drawn with the American role in the current Iraqi/Afghanistani conflict, which don’t take much deciphering. Cameron also makes more than a few nods (some might say shamelessly steals) from Michael Mann’s 1992 ‘Last of the Mohicans’ in at least four scenes. Indeed he even uses one of the same actors, Wes Studi, in the role of Eytukan, the father of princess Neytiri who is understandably reluctant to endorse his daughter’s choice of life partner at first.

The action is first rate, even if the film is a little overlong, although admittedly not as long as some other so called blockbusters. But it is a great film, and it has to be said that it is refreshing to see a hero in a wheelchair whose disability is not really made a big thing of.

And so to the second question, is it any good as a 3D film – well, once you have got over the initial novelty of seeing objects in this added dimension, as they come hurtling towards you out of the screen, I don’t think that there is really much point in having the movie in 3D at all. Sorry and all that – but the special effects would stand up for themselves in their own right without the dark glasses – amusing though they are to wear with your fellow film goers. It just does not seem to be really necessary or add much to the experience. So, although I enjoyed Avatar, I agree with the Mark Kermode view of 3D when he says ‘the future is flat’.

Books – Esther Waters by George Moore

Star rating – 7/10

This book was another ‘neglected classic’ featured on Radio 4 recently, and championed there by novelist Colm Toibin. It is an interesting question – what is a classic? – and are there such things as neglected classics lurking forgotten in our literary back catalogue? But I will return to this later.

Esther Waters was written in 1894, and set in the harsh reality of 1870’s England for a poor servant girl. It caused quite a stir at the time, dealing as it does with issues of immorality such as illegitimacy; divorce; gambling; and the terrible spectre of the workhouse. It was only after Gladstone gave his stamp of approval to the novel that it became accepted and indeed, very popular in its day.

Esther is not a heroine from the usual mould. She is an illiterate serving girl in a horse riding stables, who becomes pregnant after something off a one off fumble with her unreliable paramour. And the resulting struggle by Esther to keep hold of her poor child, whatever else she has to do, is a harsh tale of desperation and devotion. The story is told by Moore through Esther’s eyes, and this makes the characterisation a little sparse in places, as she is hardly a worldly wise woman. She has a simplistic and somewhat innocent view of the world and the people that she meets in it.

However, Moore does a remarkable job of writing from Esther’s female perspective. The book does not feel as if it is written by a man. One of the most powerful scenes is where Esther, who is struggling to make ends meet as a wet nurse in the home of a wealthy lady, discovers that her own baby is ill, but is not allowed to go to him, and realises that the price of keeping the babies of the rich alive may very possibly be the life of her own child, as the two previous wet nurses in the house had found to their cost. Esther makes a powerful speech to her employer about the total injustice of the wet nursing practice that was so common at that time:

‘when you hire a poor girl such as me to give the milk that belongs to another to your child, you think nothing of the poor deserted one. He is only a love-child you say, and had better be dead and done with. I see it all now.’

The story follows Esther through her struggles to make enough money to keep her son, with the prospect of the workhouse never far away. It is a good story, and one in which the reader’s sympathies are clearly with Esther and all girls like her who found themselves in desperate situations through no fault of their own in Victorian England. It is told in a pacey style and is definitely something of a page turner.

But for me, in the end, it is not a classic. Or at least not a classic in the sense of a fabulously descriptive Dickens novel; or a powerful Bronte book full of wilderness and passion. These masterpieces have stood the test of time and are as much loved today as they ever were. The power of the writing and the skill of the authors in crafting beautiful, funny, haunting, sad, rich and descriptive novels is still clear and has stood the test of time. George Moore’s Esther Waters is for me, a highly entertaining and laudable book in its successful attempts to highlight social injustice. But for me the reason that not many people have heard of it, let alone read it, is that it is of its day, and not deserving of the too often used label ‘classic’. So to come back to the question I posed earlier, I do doubt after reading a couple of these so –called neglected classics, if there are really any such books out there at all.

2009 Annual Cultural Tales of Two Cities Awards

Best Film

Hurt Locker - directed by Kathryn Bigelow
Best film about the Iraq war I have seen - edge of seat action all the way but from the soldiers' perspective.

Runners up

Mesrine - Killer Instinct - directed by Jean-Francois Richet
Stylish and charismatic French baddie - what more could you want?

In The Loop - directed by Armando Iannucci
Funniest film of the year. So it couldn't possibly be true could it? And with the wonderful Peter Capaldi as the evil one.


Best Play

Julius Caesar - RSC, Stratford
Impressive staging of the bard's political murder tale.

Runners up

Life Is a Dream, The Donmar Warehouse
Classical Spanish tragedy from Pedro Calderón de la Barca with the superb Dominic West.

Punk Rock, The Royal Exchange
Simon Stephens' powerful teen school drama.

Best Exhibition

The Sacred Made Real, National Gallery
Moving and spiritual Spanish religious icons.

Runners Up

Angels of Anarchy, Manchester Art Gallery
Work from little acknowledged women surrealist artists.

Anish Kapoor, Royal Academy of Arts
Big scale sculpture to amaze and challenge the senses.

Best Book

The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets’ Nest – Stieg Larsson
Last of the gripping and highly original Millennium trilogy. Salander rocks!

Runners Up

Let the Great World Spin – Colum McCann
Weaving the stories of lonely people cleverly around the 70’s Twin Towers high wire feat.

Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel – Andrew Graham-Dixon
Fabulously readable book letting us see the famous masterpiece from a different angle


Best Gig

Take That – the Circus Tour, Coventry
The fab four entertaining admirers new and old – oh what a circus, oh what a show….

Ray Lamontagne – Lowry and Bridgewater Hall
Wonderfully moving sets from the bearded shy one.

Rufus Wainwright, Manchester International Festival
Ok so this is cheating a bit as it was an exclusive invite only intimate gig but Mr Wainwright was very wonderful.



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