The universe is so much bigger than you realise; Everything Everywhere All at Once
2022 was a year where cinema continued to redefine itself in a post-lockdown world. That's one where multiple streaming platforms offer new home-viewing opportunities, while certain film production companies (I'm glaring at you, Warner Bros.) have continued with dubious same day cinema/TV release strategies. As a result of the above, cinema chains and independent theatres continue their struggle for survival with their target audience's viewing habits still in flux.A personal and idiosyncratic view of films, TV shows and anything else that takes my fancy on a given day.
Saturday, 31 December 2022
Top Twenty Films of 2022
Friday, 23 December 2022
Top TV Seasons of 2022
The post-lockdown explosion in streamed entertainment has left all fans of TV drama struggling to keep up, as one 'must-see' show overtakes another. I haven't seen enough this year to give a definitive guide, so the following Top Twelve (one for each Day of Christmas) is basically Shows I Saw And Liked. If you notice any glaring omissions, there's a good chance I haven't seen them yet. (I haven't even got around to The Rings of Power or House of Dragons, so that shuts me out of lots of conversations.) Take my choices on that basis and let me know what you think I should have been watching.
All of the following TV was first broadcast or streamed in 2022. I'm judging based on the individual season, not necessarily on the show as a whole. I've included some limited series (what we used to call 'mini-series'), because... my list, my rules. Also I'm using the US 'season' for all the shows rather than the UK 'series', because it makes more sense to me.
12. Ms Marvel
There's been much debate over the wisdom of creating so many interlinked Marvel shows for Disney+, and this isn't a year where I've out and out loved the MCU's overall content. (Moon Knight had great performances, most notably from Oscar Isaac, but it all got a bit too mythos-heavy by the end.) For me the freshest of the bunch - both visually and in terms of story - was Ms Marvel. This vibrant coming of age story saw a superhero-fangirl stumbling into her own powers amid the conflicted responses of her baffled but endearing Muslim-American family. Iman Vellani was delightful in the lead role of Kamala Khan, an awkward and well-meaning girl with a familial history rooted in the 1947 Partition of India. While there was a sprinkling of the usual slam-bang CGI-enhanced theatrics, this was a super-tale that truly departed from genre norms and told a story with interest and heart. It got a bit teen-mumbly at times, to the extent I had to add subtitles, but I'll let that slide.11. The Crown - Season 5
10. The Walking Dead - Season 11
8. The Handmaid's Tale - Season 5
7. Derry Girls - Season 3
6. Under the Banner of Heaven
4. Stranger Things - Season 4
3. Sherwood
2. Severance - Season 1
1. Better Call Saul - Season 6So - is Better Call Saul better than Breaking Bad, the drama that spawned it? It's the clever-clever thing to say, but I wouldn't be so bold, not without watching all of both shows over again (and that so wouldn't be a chore). What I will say is this... However good a show Breaking Bad was, and it was a 'contender for best TV drama series of all time' kind of good, it's been made better by Better Call Saul. BCS's final season confirmed that notion, concluding the prequel element of the show with four episodes left over to dig into sequel territory (a noteworthy creative choice in itself). This Bad-straddling structure enabled viewers to compare the tragic story arcs of aspiring drug lord Walter White and his moral shell of a lawyer Saul Goodman, aka Jimmy McGill, in a unique way. Was 'Saul' doomed to double/triple/quadruple down on his mistakes like Walter did, till there was none of Jimmy's decency left at all? And would he take everyone he'd ever loved down with him? This keenly observed, superlatively executed character drama kept us guessing till the last, ending in a manner we'd not predicted, even if on some level we maybe should have done. Along the way it delivered weekly masterclasses in how to craft high calibre TV. It also made us care about a clutch of deeply flawed human beings, understanding why they persisted along some excruciatingly bad choice roads. And we remained ready to forgive them all their manifold sins, if they'd just throw us a bone. Don't get me wrong - Brian Cranston as Walter is still probably the greatest sustained TV acting performance of all damn time. But after six seasons of BCS brilliance it's Bob Odenkirk's Jimmy McGill (and this show) that has my heart.
That's your lot. Now please torpedo all my hyperbolic enthusiasm with other contenders. I'll have time between Christmas and New Year to check out at least some of your suggestions.
Sunday, 21 August 2022
Film Review - Nope (15)
What do you call a bad miracle, huh? Is there a name for that?
Modern cinema needs Jordan Peele. If it didn't do so pre-pandemic, it certainly requires his unique movie-making sensibilities right now. In a Hollywood more wedded than ever to sequels, reboots, and adaptations of well-established intellectual properties, thank God there's someone within its system writing and directing mainstream work on their own terms.
In a career that draws comparisons with the early work of M. Night Shyamalan, Peele has, with his three features to date, become an event filmmaker for this era. His brilliant and provocative debut, 2017's Get Out, viewed racist America through the prism of horror in a way that both chilled and enthralled. He followed up with Us, a macabre doppelganger nightmare, boasting striking visuals and a terrific double-performance from Lupito Nyong'o (even if for me it didn't hold together conceptually). And now he's given us Nope - a sidestep from horror into summer blockbuster territory, but with his idiosyncratic style fully intact. Result - a dark but exhilarating theme-park ride like no other you'll have ridden.
Keke Palmer and Daniel Kaluuya play Emerald and OJ, sibling inheritors of the Haywood Ranch, 'the only black-owned horse trainers in Hollywood', as Emerald proudly states. But with a lucrative contract falling through and the business subsequently flagging, sister and brother seek financial salvation - looking to the sky rather than the plain. Strange phenomena are afflicting the ranch, and both Haywoods suspect they're experiencing a close encounter of that much debated third kind. What they need is proof - the kind that might provide them with an 'Oprah moment', propelling them and their business into fame and fortune. But attaining such evidence is problematic, especially if the extra-terrestrials in question turn out not to be the cuddly kind...
That's all I'm saying plotwise, with reluctance to reveal even that much. The more that Nope retains its enigma, the more entertaining you're likely to find it. Just be prepared for Peele to take a genre you feel you know and put several spins on it, none of which you'll see coming. If the film starts out paralleling one classic holiday mega-movie of old, you may be well be recalling a different one by the end, thoroughly taken aback by how you got there.
With this third movie, certain traits are apparent that might be described as 'Peeleian'. This is an artist forging his cinematic destiny, taking familiar movie tropes and spinning them into fantastical creations all his own. You may be reminded of this movie or that director, but his films - however your rank them in quality - are all Jordan Peele. That's true in terms of narrative shape and visual style, along with the lack of compromise in how these stories play out, and the viewpoint from which they're told.
It's not simply that the director is putting non-white characters front and centre in the kinds of film that traditionally had white protagonists, or that he's telling old tales from a new perspective. The stories themselves are almost reckless in terms of imagination and where this teller allows them to go. Nor is it a question of genre-splicing; Nope has the epic qualities of both science fiction and western with liberal splotches of horror along the way, but it's more than the sum of these familiar parts. The ideas that develop are ones you've never thought of before, and the visuals are ones you've never seen.
Think of Get Out, with Daniel Kaluuya dropping into the 'sunken place' as Catherine Keener torments him with a teacup and silver spoon. Or the mirror-image family of 'others' in Us, wearing their red boiler-suits and terrifying rictus expressions. There are a good half-dozen images from Nope so striking that they'll stay with me long after having watched the movie, none of which I'm going to flag up here (even if the telltale trailers do). Some are horrific in their implications, some are surreal, some are just plain awesome. But all demonstrate the freshness of Peele's vision and the reason why his work is rapidly acquiring the tag of 'must-see'.
As in his earlier films the acting talent helps. Palmer as Emerald is an irreverent whirl of energy, while Kaluuya's OJ is a stoic contrast, a taciturn cowboy whose dry delivery in moments of tension provides some of the funniest moments. There's great support too - Brandon Perea's tech salesman becomes a likeable central player, The Walking Dead's Steven Yeun is a local showman with big ambitions, and the gravel-voiced Michael Wincott is just great to listen to. Some of the dialogue is muddy - frustrating in early moments of plot exposition, thought that may be IMAX-related. I had a similar problem with Bullet Train the week prior - amazing ambient sound that you often felt in your bones, but reduced clarity in the actual characters' speech. Whatever the reason, it was a notable irritation in an otherwise great experience. But let's focus on the greatness.
Memorable Moment: Gordy goes bananas in the film's frankly mental subplot.
Ed's Verdict: 8/10. While retaining the elements of horror and satire that made his name, Peele broadens his scope, creating the most unusual and original big budget entertainment of the summer, one that deserves - along with films like Top Gun: Maverick and Elvis - to be seen on the biggest screen available. Like, yesterday.
Monday, 8 August 2022
Film Review - X (18)
...one goddamn f***ed up horror picture.
'Suitable for those aged 18 and over.' That's how X-certificate was defined by the British Board of Film Censors (later changed to Classification) back in the 1970s. What the term suggested to the public was a certain brand of grainy, sordid, sex-and-violence-steeped movie that showed exclusively in so-called grindhouse theatres. Belfast's Strand cinema became one such venue during that era; check the listings, my older brother assured me, and it won't be showing Close Encounters - well, not of the Third Kind at any rate. Ti West's X evokes the spirit of those grungy Seventies exploitation movies, but with a twist, the kind you might expect from a film bearing the A24 production company logo. The result is memorable, and likely to remain 2022's most dubiously enjoyable cinematic treat.
Rural Texas 1979, and a sheriff-who's-seen-it-all is musing with his deputies over how a remote farm might have been turned into the scene of a blood-soaked massacre. Jump back twenty-four hours to a group of game young filmmakers, venturing into the sticks in a beat-up transit van. Their intention, to shoot The Farmer's Daughters, a porn movie that will rival in success - so they hope - the infamous Debbie Does Dallas. When the elderly couple from whom they're renting the property discover the project's adult nature, however, their day takes a dark turn, with spectacularly bloody consequences.
Sex and sleaze, violence and gore, with a setting and outcome more than slightly reminiscent of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre. But to describe X as such and no more undersells it in a big way. Ti West does more than pay homage to Tobe Hooper's 1974 filmic slaughterhouse. Much as the hapless young director of The Farmer's Daughters aspires (not unlike Burt Reynolds' character in Boogie Nights) to shoot cheap porn with artistic value, so West devotes cinematic craft to every aspect of his deliberately tawdry subject matter. In doing so he shapes it into something more than purely tawdry.