Archive for the ‘Film’ Category

the end is nigh ?

April 5, 2017

It’s not often I come here to tell you about something that’s important enough I think everyone should take notice but today’s one of those days.  Last week I watched a film called A Plastic Ocean.  It’s a documentary about how plastic is affecting our planet, and also the direct effects of plastic on us.

Waaaaaay back when I first started this blog I shared this image by Chris Jordan:

This bird starved to death because it’s stomach was so full of undigestible plastic it could no longer eat.  It lived on an island in the middle of the Pacific, far away from the source of the problem, but plastic is nothing if not pervasive.  When it popped up in the film I was reminded that this is something that is talked about, kind of, a little bit maybe, just skirting the issue, but without really delving into how much of a problem plastic truly is.  We know, but we choose not to know at the same time.

Well, once you see some things they can’t be unseen.  Maybe they can be forgotten with time, but maybe it’s better if we choose not to forget, and instead choose to change.  To be the change.  Because the change starts with us.

I think A Plastic Ocean is important enough that every person on the planet needs to see it.

That is, if we don’t want to end up with a world not too distant from that seen in Pixar’s Wall-E (2008):



O, full of scorpions is my mind

September 10, 2015

I am looking forward to this film so much!  It is a bit out of control…

Macbeth (2015)
Dir. Justin Kurzel

caught up

August 12, 2015

It can be so easy to be swept along by the tide of life and forget to stop and think.  I’ve hardly ever been good at staying updated with what’s happening in my life on here, because life is just… life? and it keeps going and keeps going, but considering how bad I am at staying in touch with people I should probably at least make an effort.

So as you know, it’s winter.  Melbourne just suffered its way through the coldest July in 20 years (it didn’t feel all that cold to me, but whatever).  This has found me sitting wrapped in a duvet and basically on top of my heater most of the time.  I’m ready for a change.

Church is going well… it feels good to be part of a community with some really great people, and to have a team of volunteers around me who feel like a family (I don’t know if I’ve mentioned but for the past few months I’ve been given the responsibility of overseeing the whole hosting team for one of the evening services, which considering we meet in a theatre which has three levels, and is quite a juggle logistically, is no small challenge).

(That’s me in the beanie in the top left picture)

Work has been going along nicely as well.  I’ve been managing more consistently and been feeling a lot more settled in general.  I was just thinking the other day about how great it is to work with actual adults, most of whom can be relied on to take responsibility for their work and get it done, as well as just be great to be around in general.  I’ve had some annoying technical stuff happen on my shifts in the last couple of weeks, and the staff just keep things going whilst I’m running back and forth like a crazy person.  We’ve got a good team.

And lastly, it’s my favourite time of year: the International Film Festival.  This year I have 25 films booked (just nine left to go now before it finishes up at the weekend), I’m pretty sure that’s more than I had last year even.  I haven’t had any huge stand-outs this year, mostly because none of my favourite directors have films playing, and I’ve also not gone to a lot of films because they’re already scheduled for release at work over the next few months.  I’m going to predict that my favourite film playing this years festival is one that I won’t see for a while… the new adaptation of Macbeth by Australian director Justin Kurzel, which looks A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.  I had an early feeling it would play the festival but it wasn’t in the programme, then on Tuesday they announced it as a surprise screening this Sunday afternoon.  It is already sold out, and also I couldn’t have gone anyway because church.  But seriously.  It releases theatrically here in October, and I can’t wait.

Anything else?  Oh love life.  What love life?  Forever alone.  Undateable.  Yadda yadda yadda.  Singletons unite!

Life.  Oh life.  Ooooh li-i-i-i-fe. Oh life. Do-do-do-do.

tumblr_nsynpxb8hW1qbtakdo1_540Bye now.  I have a meeting at church to go to then some weird film at the film festival.

implanted origami unicorn with retina display technology

June 11, 2015

electric dreams

This is a frame depicting Harrison Ford and Sean Young from the acclaimed 1982 film Blade Runner.  Based on possibly the best-titled (science-fiction) novel of all time, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick, this strange and dreamlike film was directed by arguably the worst (popular) film director of all time, Ridley Scott.  This is of course only my opinion.

Slackers and a very busy and very important person who is sluttish around the house

May 31, 2015

Last night, whilst watching Empire Records on the big screen at work, I had the realisation that two of my favourite “feel good” and infinitely quotable films of all time star none other than Renée Zellweger.  This was a strange realisation for me to have.  And doesn’t relate to anything in particular.

Empire Records open til midnight

Empire Records (1995)
Dir. Alan Moyle

“Who knows where thoughts come from?  They just appear.”

Don't wanna be all by myself anymoooooreeee

Bridget Jones’s Diary (2001)
Dir. Sharon Maguire

“Shut up please. I am very busy and important. P.S. How dare you sexually harass me in this impertinent manner.”

Also, this gem from Bridget’s mother:

You’ll never get a boyfriend if you look like you wandered out of Auschwitz.” (Note to self).

I may have also based my entire personality on a combination of AJ from Empire Records, and Bridget.  Oops!


May 14, 2015

Kumiko the Treasure Hunter
A Zellner Bros. Adventure
“She’s on her own personal journey”

If, like me, you like films about depressive, disturbed individuals who are in no way in touch with reality then this is a film for you.

oh oo-o-ooh

May 6, 2015

Some things I really, really like:

  • Arcade Fire
  • Greta Gerwig
  • Spike Jonze
  • Confluences of things that I like

I feel like this really taps into a certain Frances Ha-ness that I love.

December 18, 2014

Mommy (2014)
Dir. Xavier Dolan

Hands down my film of the year, it is a masterpiece and just watching the trailer in the cinema the other day had me seriously choked/teared up.

The Author

August 15, 2014

‘To him that hath, to him shall be given.’ These words from the Scriptures the writer may safely restate as: ‘To him that hath told much, to him shall much be told.’ Nothing is further from the truth than the only too common notion that the author’s fantasy is incessantly at work within him, that his invention has an inexhaustible and continuous fund of stories and incidents upon which to draw. In reality he need only, instead of setting out to find, let himself be found by, characters and happenings, which, in so far as he has preserved the heightened capacity for observing and listening, unceasingly seek him out as their instrument of communication. To the person who has over and over again tried to trace human destinies, many tell their own story.’

—Beware of Pity
Stefan Zweig

“Stop! Stoppit!  Don’t! Don’t do it!”

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Dir. Wes Anderson

exhibition film

August 7, 2014

D lies along the windowsill, pressed firmly up against the glass.  She curls herself around a decorative boulder in the sculpted garden.  Encircles the spiral staircase.  Bends herself around a wall corner.  Sits under a table.  D loves this house (the central London former home of Modernist architect James Melvin).
D is an artist interested in the relationship of things to her body.
D is emotionally vulnerable but is closed off from H, her partner, also an artist.
D is obsessed with the idea of being exposed to the unknown, standing virtually naked in front of the windows running her fingers up and down the blinds, thus she is seen and not seen.

D sits quietly in her office/studio making investigations, while H makes his presence known from his office directly upstairs, loudly rolling his office chair across the floor and thumping around.

D and H have started the process of selling this beloved home and D, in a kind of grieving process, explores its spaces like an intruder.  Tiptoeing around, peering into cupboards, so sneaky sneaky. H has gone away.  When he returns someone has parked in their private space.  There is a discussion about private and public space and what differentiates them.  Plus some shouting and swearing.




Tom Hiddleston is handling the sale of the property, and reassures them that they can vet prospective buyers so, even as they leave, they can be assured the house will be safe (almost like a beloved pet they can’t take with them to wherever they’re going next).
Change is never easy.

It’s that time of year.  I’m a week in to the Melbourne International Film Festival, and this morning I finally found a film and feel like I have things I want to say about it.  Joanna Hogg’s Exhibition, an examination of public vs. private, internal/external, thought/action/emotion, came along just at the right time.