Review of '127 Hours': The most fun you can have with your clothes on

127 Hours (2010)

Directed by Danny Boyle

Starring James Franco, Amber Tamblyn, Kate Mara

Intense, gripping and just downright exciting - 127 Hours is the latest big screen venture by Danny Boyle, our much-loved, award-winning and cherished British director. Based on Between a Rock and a Hard Place, the biographical writings of American, Aron Ralston, this movie attempts to capture the horror of Ralston's famous accident. A keen mountaineer and general adrenaline junkie, Aron (James Franco) heads off to the Bluejohn Canyon on a typical adventure weekend. After a sudden fall, his arm becomes lodged beneath a boulder and Ralston has to fight for escape. Over 5 days Aron has to resist 'losing it' - rapidly running out of food, water and motivation this man has to rely on his lust for life to survive the terrifying ordeal. Oh, and he cuts off his own arm.

The opening of this film is brilliant. A Free Blood track explodes onto the screen with the vivacity and energy of Ralston's own character. The screen buzzes with modern city scenes, inescapable busyness - all the better for highlighting Aron's solitude, my dear, and the vast, awesome expanse of uninhabited canyon land that our man will eventually find himself trapped in. Lovely set up. We're kept on edge waiting for the crucial boulder moment - he trips, he slips but it's a little while before the fatal moment comes.

Franco's performance is incredible. It's one thing to have to hold a film almost entirely on your own, it's another to do that whilst you're stuck in a canyon with only one arm free. Aron's video camera allows him to revisit the regrets of his past, leaving tributes to the friends and family that he becomes prepared to leave behind. Franco beautifully delivers the frustration and desperation of Ralston's character - even though he is trapped, he is electrifying to watch. Ralston himself said in an interview, 'we have these very fundamental desires for freedom, for love and for connection. And that's what got me out.' And it's those fundamental desires that are impeccably communicated by James Franco.

Of course, we have to mention the fantastic show that is Ralston amputating his own arm. The pain and the determination are accompanied by an incredible score by A. R. Rahman that make it unsettling but not gruesome to watch. While you might find the uncontrollable urge to look away, you probably won't. We're with Ralston to the end, that means seeing the whole thing through - even if it makes you feel a little queasy.

I love this movie and it's a shame that Franco and Boyle have to live in the spectacular shadow of The King's Speech. Don't get me wrong, I loved Tom Hooper's movie as much as the next man, and I certainly harbor a more than unhealthy love for Colin Firth. However, I find myself sitting in Camp Franco for the Lead Actor Oscar and hope the film scoops some recognition at the awards. If you haven't seen this film already and you're looking for a thrill (well, the closest you can come without endangering your own right arm) then make a date with 127 Hours.

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As it's February...

... why not come up with a new idea? Yeah, I know that's not really a popular saying or even anything that might have been said before but as it's the beginning of the month(ish), I thought I'd start something afresh.

So, whilst having a leisurely chat with my friends the other day, I realised there are some fundamental movie-geek films that seem to have unwittingly passed me by. Don't panic - I've seen Star Wars. Things like The Godfather and The Italian Job - those movies that everyone quotes incessantly and that have become ingrained into our consciousness so deeply that they might as well be a part of us. I almost feel like I have seen them. But I haven't. And this must be fixed.

Here I vow each week henceforth to pick up and watch an iconic movie that I should have already seen. I'm not just gonna stick to the old codgers of the past, in fact I'm going to start with something from last year: A Single Man.

Directed by Tom Ford, A Single Man stars man-of-the-moment Colin Firth as British college professor, George Falconer. Yes, he's called George in this one too! A dark tale of a man haunted by the death of his soulmate, this film was tipped for all sorts of awards with Firth putting in an Oscar-worthy performance. Unfortunately, he was beaten - but he did win the BAFTA for Best Actor for this role so it can't be all bad. Described by Empire as 'a potent cocktail of style and substance' this was clearly a foolish film to have missed.

Excuse me while I add this notch to my cinematic bedpost.

'Kidnap and Ransom' TV Review: Reportedly Trevor Eve's baby

Kidnap and Ransom (ITV1, Thursday 13th January 2011)

Starring: Trevor Eve, Emma Fielding, Helen Baxendale

Genre: Crime drama

Trevor Eve stars as professional hostage negotiator Dominic King in ITV's latest crime drama, Kidnap and Ransom. When a botanist gets taken hostage whilst on a trip to South Africa, Dom heads out to deal with it the way he always does. However, it soon becomes clear that this is no ordinary hostage situation, and if the woman is to be brought home alive Dom is going to have to seriously rethink his tactics. Explosive, fast-paced and with more twists and turns than a country lane, this is set only to get bigger and better in the next two episodes.

The acting is fantastic in this show. Eve is wonderfully dark and brooding, but in a soft, silent and controlled way. He's the family man facing that tricky dilemma of having to choose between the home and the job. Not that tricky for some but Dom is obviously drawn in and driven by the psychological thrill of working with the hostage takers - cue LOTS of chess imagery. The script is concise but buried within it are the unanswered questions needed to take us for a ride - be prepared for those aforementioned twists.

The first project for Eve's production company, Projector Pictures (in partnership with TalkbackTHAMES), it's a pretty exciting little début. The next episode airs Thursday 20th January, 9pm on ITV1 and I for one hope the strength of the first episode continues - I have so much faith that I think it'll be even better.

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'The King's Speech' Review: Oscar-tipped, hugely anticipated, a big deal

The King's Speech (2010)

Director: Tom Hooper

Starring: Colin Firth, Geoffrey Rush, Helena Bonham Carter

Haven't heard about The King's Speech? Well, unless you've been hiding under a rock for the last few weeks, of course you have. From the Oscar-worthy performance of Colin Firth to the touching delicacy of Tom Hooper's direction, The King's Speech is just about the most talked-about film of the moment. The story of King George VI as he tries desperately to overcome a crippling speech impediment, it might not seem like the most likely tale for a blockbuster movie. But this is one film certainly worthy of its regal hype.

The scene is the late 1920s and King George V is on the throne. However, second son Bertie (Colin Firth) and his wife, Elizabeth (Helena Bonham Carter), Duke and Duchess of York, are fully in the public eye doing all things Royal. However, thanks to Bertie's painfully bad stammer, public speaking is a nightmare for both him and his audience. Determined to cure him, Elizabeth approaches Lionel Logue (Geoffrey Rush), a less than orthodox speech therapist and from the moment he meets the Prince, so begins an odd, often turbulent, relationship. Soon to be a loving friendship.

Hooper kick-starts the film with a disastrously embarrassing speech from Prince Albert - struggling to get through the first sentence, it's like watching a child at their first nativity forget the one line they spent weeks learning ('No room at the inn' - obviously). It's heartbreaking and you're instantly on the side of team supreme, willing Bertie to get out his words. Nevertheless, the humour card is also played pretty swiftly in a scene involving Colin Firth with balls in his mouth - priceless. The film continues along these same lines, mixing emotional frustration with some good old fashioned one-liners - no mean feat when you consider our hero takes that bit longer to get to the punchline.

Firth, as predicted, gives us the performance of his career. Maintaining a regal strength and willingness to overcome the obstacle, there's also the ordinary human frustration, the lack of self-esteem, the loving family man and the prince fearful of looming responsibility. Bertie's brother, David (Guy Pearce) is a sort of mini-villain (ish) in that he seems determined to shunt Kingship onto his younger brother just so he can marry twice-divorced American, Wallis Simpson (Eve Best). But Bonham Carter's Elizabeth is the perfect proverbial rock to the stumbling Bertie.

Bonham Carter and Rush carry much of the film's humour. Bonham Carter's timing is impeccable and that well-to-do accent has never suited a character so well. Rush's Lionel Logue is warm and loveable and anyone who can make a royal swear so elegantly has a glorious thumbs up from me. Of course with the abdication of Edward VIII, comes the realisation of Bertie's horrors and some of the more moving scenes of the film follow as we get ever closer to Bertie's coronation as King George VI.

Since seeing the love for this film at the BFI London Film Festival in October, this has been on everyone's cinema wish list. Beautiful, sensitive and heart-warming, rooting for a royal has never been more fun in a story so wonderfully depicted. For Firth's performance, for Hooper's elegance and for all round great British drama, this is an easy 5 stars. Lovely.

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Flying high with 'Bluebird'

Bluebird by Simon Stephens

The Cockpit Theatre, London (23/11/2010)

Directed by Andrew Whyment

Vibrant, fast-paced and perfectly poised on the see-saw between abstract and reality, this performance of Bluebird brought to life the dirty depths of London with a fantastically fresh display of young talent. Tracking taxi driver Jimmy as he makes his way across the capital for one night, we begin to understand the world through the words of his ‘fares’ and learn the dark truth of our protagonist’s past.

The first striking thing about the performance is the set. Rubbish piled high amongst odd possessions and car parts topped with a single car seat make for Jimmy’s taxi – the taxi light above his head indicating whether it is occupied or not. Simple and unique, the set not only allowed the intimate space of the car to be opened up to the whole auditorium, it became the perfect metaphor for Jimmy’s life and proverbial baggage.

Each scene was interspersed with vivid scenes of city life. Flashing lights, high-tempo music and fast-paced movements from the cast reminded us of the world outside the taxi – while Jimmy contemplates his past, present and future, the rest of the world goes on without him. A clear indication that time was progressing, these interludes were entertaining, brilliantly choreographed and fitted naturally and neatly into the performance.

The cast captured their characters to their core. Each portraying a different aspect of London life, they all painted a poignant picture of troubled minds behind the exterior of routine and daily life. Garry Jenkins as Jimmy was brilliant at taking us through his complex emotions and his meeting with former wife Clare (Juliet Turner) provoked a particularly touching atmosphere that I’m sure was felt amongst many in the audience.

Adam Loxley should also be praised in his role as Richard, a London Underground engineer. His performance was one of the most natural and affecting throughout, whilst Rachel Chambers as Angela was vivid and entertaining and Michael Roebuck provided a funny and disturbing performance as Billy. Not forgetting director Andrew Whyment, a former student of the University of Reading, who showed real talent in pulling all the elements together in such an impressively imaginative way.

The first London revival of this play since its debut in 1998, Bluebird was a whirlwind of emotional highs and lows. From the bleak reality of city-life to moments of genuine (if dark) humour, this was one of the most impressive, entertaining and exciting performances of the recent stage.

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Someone wasn't paying attention in assembly...

Is it just me or is this the worst Christmas card ever made?

Not only is there a distinct lack of the three wise men and the donkey, but since when was there a rabbit in Bethlehem? Serious artistic fail.

Anyway, just thought I'd share this in the run up to the festive season.

Krapp's Last Tape

Written by Samuel Beckett

The Duchess Theatre, London (18/11/2010)

The story of an old man, alone and decrepit, bitter about but longing for his younger self by listening to the sound of his own voice. These are the bare essentials of Krapp's Last Tape. Painstakingly slow and strangely unsettling, the leading and only man onstage, Krapp (Michael Gambon) revisits his past by listening to his own taped diary entries.

The stage is virtually bare - just a desk with a single bulb above an old man's wiry haired head. Collapsed across the desk is Krapp. He remains there for so long that you begin to wonder whether the character is alive or dead. The silence is so unbearable you want to laugh. And this is how the first half of the play pans out. No speech, just Gambon as he moves about the stage as if witnessing it for the first time.

There are some hilarious moments with some bananas, as in a puerile and monkey-like manner, this old man finds some immature pleasure in the phallic fruit. Well.. don't we all! Gambon is magnificent in the role, creating incredible tension amidst the audience interspersed with moments of genuine laughter and others of something close to fear.

The performance is dark, with minimal light creating the sense of that inevitable darkness that will soon smother the ageing Krapp. The recordings of his younger self reveal someone more lively but almost equally troubled. As past and present play out in front of us, it's apparent that Krapp was doomed to become lost and alone. True to Beckett, you could say nothing happens in this short 45 minute performance. But you could also say that crammed into it, everything happens.

We hear a young man and see the old man that he has become and in that witness some 30 years of his life. And within that, we see the next 30 - his spools of tape evidently his last remaining comfort for a man stuck in routine, waiting for the lights to go out.

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