Cinema, despite its thunderous claims to originality, is in truth a great necromancer. It raises the dead more often than it invents the living, and its spirits wear borrowed costumes even when paraded as new. When James Wan and Leigh Whannell conjured Insidious, they weren’t scribbling out some pristine mythology in a Hollywood boardroom but … Continue reading Dreams That Wander Too Far: From Plato to The Further
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Conclave – or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Accept the End of Western Storytelling
I made the mistake -the blunder - of watching Conclave the other evening. A decision roughly on par with licking a battery to see if it’s working. It wasn’t entertainment. It was a two-hour slow-motion shrug, like watching a dying man cough into a linen napkin. Now, I’d been seduced, you see. Hoodwinked by the timing. A … Continue reading Conclave – or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Accept the End of Western Storytelling
Pebbles, Prose, and Pointlessness: Beckett’s Molloy and the Art of Going Nowhere
Question: have you ever sucked a pebble? Samuel Beckett’s Molloy is often heralded as a towering monument of modernist literature, though whether it’s a lighthouse of enlightenment or an impassable granite slab is a matter of perspective. This novel, the first in Beckett’s famous trilogy, plunges us into a world where sucking stones takes on existential significance … Continue reading Pebbles, Prose, and Pointlessness: Beckett’s Molloy and the Art of Going Nowhere
Psycho by Robert Bloch: An Enthusiastic Dissection
If we're not gallivanting around in the car, revelling in spontaneous outings with sandwiches and a thermos flask of tea, Dad and I while away our hours with books and puzzle magazines - his favourite pass-time being the latter. While Dad is glued to the TV, a hobby that doesn't quite capture my interest, I … Continue reading Psycho by Robert Bloch: An Enthusiastic Dissection
Tyrannosaur
Often, you watch a movie to cheer yourself up, occasionally something edifying, something not too serious. So why watch something so miserable that you find yourself with a lump in your throat and the urge to hide forever under your duvet? For a movie to stir me, it really needs to have incredibly convincing performances. … Continue reading Tyrannosaur