Archive for September, 2007

Tourists Rule


Sometimes I worry that I’ll have achieved all my ambitions before reaching 25.

ouch


Worst. Hand. Ever.

giles lonely


it is a picture of myself. aah.

Bubblegum

It is awesome to sometimes feel strong empathy with a sad little otter.

What the hell?

Come now people, listen to my podcast. Latest episode guest-presented by Nick and featuring all sorts of noisy rock to fry your synapses, if you even know where they are…

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Have I seen Hallam Foe?

Definitely. I even dreamt about him. Jamie Bell’s performance as a juvenile peeping tom is one that stays with you, following your subconscious around without permission. Eliciting sympathy one moment and astonishment the next, this teenager reeling from the death of his mother leaves viewers similarly out of kilter. A dramatic thriller funnier than a lot of what passes for comedy, David McKenzie’s new feature is beautifully shot in Scotland without wasting a second, the camera lingering like Hallam’s binoculars one moment before leaping to the next vantage point. The plot often feels erratic as Hallam rushes around Edinburgh in a haze of paranoia and confusion, but I felt this added to my sympathy for the young crazy, and only a couple of conveniently unfortunate incidents to ratchet up the tempo jarred slightly. A strong soundtrack from scottish indie heroes Orange Juice and a host of their darker-tinged descendents helped everythign along nicely. A strong cast made for compelling viewing, particularly Sophia Myles as the object of Hallam’s roving lenses, though for me it was Jamie Bell’s impressive turn that made it real. He even overshadowed Spud.

Hallam Foe is in the cinema now in Englandland.