Now all I need is for him to actually read it out, one Gary Ingrey having been favoured on this occasion.
Showing posts with label Mark Kermode. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mark Kermode. Show all posts
My Gravity comment on Kermode Uncut.
Film Finally after weeks of commenting on Mark Kermode's Uncut, I've finally had something appear on his video blog. It was about Gravity. Here's a screenshot:

Now all I need is for him to actually read it out, one Gary Ingrey having been favoured on this occasion.
Now all I need is for him to actually read it out, one Gary Ingrey having been favoured on this occasion.
Clom.
Film Will Self's hatchet job of Mark Kermode's new book Hatchet Job. On this point he's quite correct:
"And of course film has already changed a great deal: streaming is not analogous to the videocassette or DVD. Now we have instant access to an unparalleled library of films, books and recordings, we are wallowing about, really, in an atemporal zone of cultural production: none of us have the time – unless, like Kermode, we wish to spend the greater part of our adult life at it – to view all the films, read all the texts, and listen to all the music that we can access, wholly gratis and right away. Under such conditions the role of the critic becomes not to help us to discriminate between "better" and "worse" or "higher" and "lower" monetised cultural forms, but only to tell us if our precious time will be wasted – and for this task the group amateur mind is indeed far more effective than the unitary perception of an individual critic."I sit here, typing this, because I'm experiencing a state of overload. With as Self says, so much available, where do you begin and it's especially difficult for someone whose Twitter biog says that they're "Intensely interested in everything." With so many subjects available to be interested in, how do I choose what I am interested in? Shakespeare, yes. Film, yes. Liverpool, yes. Doctor Who, obviously. But these are huge topics in and of themselves and at a certain point my brain has just, well ... um ... hmm ...
"all our jobs are going and the internet’s to blame"
Film Well done you. Mark Kermode interviewed by The Double Negative on the occasion of his new book:
"Writing the book I became profoundly aware of the snobbery in print journalism which is to look down your nose at blogging. There’s a quote about blogging in that film Contagion: “It’s just graffiti with punctuation” – I was in a screening when a load of people laughed at that line, but it was partly out of nervousness: ‘all our jobs are going and the internet’s to blame.’ The internet isn’t to blame, what will happen is the same rules of journalism will apply: people will want some kind of quality control."As ever I studiously avoided going to his Q&A at FACT recently. Never meet you heroes. Never ever meet your heroes.
"Rage, rage against the dying of the light"
Film Mark K'mode has a new book coming soon and today's Observer has an extract which given its free flowing slightly random nature is either lots of extracts pulled together or the introduction. Either way it's a pretty good survey of where his brain is at in terms of his day job but, despite the many hiring, firings and expirings in the film criticism arena that there's still hope and a need for the serious, expert approach. Here's the usual random paragraph so that this post isn't simply a couple of sentences:
With Doctor Who and Shakespeare I feel like I'm on safer ground; what I tend to do is different to professional reviewers to some extent, I think, without trying to overthink anything, treating the former with some seriousness, the latter less so, not that there are any conscious choices about this. Like any piece of writing, the reviews tend to find their own shape. Sometimes.
I'll return to this when I have the time, but one trend (in film criticism) I've noticed recently, though it's presumably been happening for decades is now critics, in rushing to comprehensively trash a film have somehow missed the point about what it's trying to do. Of course such things are value judgements but it's one of the reasons I have become quite wary about even reading reviews before seeing films.
Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters is fun cross-genre exercise, which sets a bloodthirsty action film and all of its rules within a fairy tale world. It's not perfect and looks like its been (ironically) hacked about a lot in post production, but it's a rare example of a film in which the protagonists are siblings rather than romantic leads in the traditional sense and for once who actually like each other.
Go with it and like the Resident Evil series, or the Underworlds, or the Fast & Furious films, it's loads of fun. All of the actors seem like they had a tremendous time making the thing and the aesthetic, with its obviously studio bound outdoors scenes recalls 80s fantasies like Krull, Labyrinth or The Princess Bride. It's not quite as witty as those, but it's not trying to be. The swearing is part of the genre experiment.
Yet to read the reviews, like this Bradshaw take down, or even Kermode's you'd think that it was one of the worst films ever made largely because both of them are applying elevated expectations to what's essentially a b-movie which unlike say the low-rent Adam Sandler comedies which fail because they're not funny, is action packed, is exciting and titillating in just the right way.
One of the weirder critical anomalies is how often the "historical inaccuracies" are mentioned, the as Time Out lists "Gatling gun, a double-barrelled crossbow, a stun gun and a cure for diabetes" even though the thing's quite clear set within a narrow focused area of a fantasy world which also includes trolls and witches and has its own physical rules.
Now, it is possible to do this sort of thing badly. Jonah Hex is an example. Or Cowboys vs Aliens. Both of those are cliched and boring in the wrong way and it is a fine line. It's also worth pointing out I tend to be quite forgiving of genre films. I'm also quite fond of Wrath of the Titans, Prince of Persia and John Carter (of Mars) all of which were equally garroted by the critics.
"The idea that the internet as a whole is some kind of unattributed bandit country only has currency in those areas where people have reason to be embarrassed about their true identities – sending abusive messages, engaging in online theft, stalking, or tweeting puff reviews. Most online journalists worth their salt despise anonymity as much as their print counterparts, if not more so, because it undermines the very medium in which they are trying to make a name for themselves. And the fact that bloggers en masse seem increasingly to be rejecting such anonymity in favour of honesty and accountability offers the clearest indication yet that the "traditional values of proper film criticism" are alive and well on the web. Whatever the medium, the key questions remain the same: who is saying this? Why are they saying it? And what do they have to lose by saying it? And if the answer to those questions is "don't know"; "don't care"; and "nothing", then proceed with extreme caution."Somewhere along the line I stopped posting film reviews here. Partly it's because of currency - not going to the actual cinema much means that I tend to be quite behind everyone else, amazed with myself that I managed to see Iron Man 3 spoiler free the other night thank goodness. But mostly it's a loss of nerve, the feeling of not having an original thought to contribute.
With Doctor Who and Shakespeare I feel like I'm on safer ground; what I tend to do is different to professional reviewers to some extent, I think, without trying to overthink anything, treating the former with some seriousness, the latter less so, not that there are any conscious choices about this. Like any piece of writing, the reviews tend to find their own shape. Sometimes.
I'll return to this when I have the time, but one trend (in film criticism) I've noticed recently, though it's presumably been happening for decades is now critics, in rushing to comprehensively trash a film have somehow missed the point about what it's trying to do. Of course such things are value judgements but it's one of the reasons I have become quite wary about even reading reviews before seeing films.
Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters is fun cross-genre exercise, which sets a bloodthirsty action film and all of its rules within a fairy tale world. It's not perfect and looks like its been (ironically) hacked about a lot in post production, but it's a rare example of a film in which the protagonists are siblings rather than romantic leads in the traditional sense and for once who actually like each other.
Go with it and like the Resident Evil series, or the Underworlds, or the Fast & Furious films, it's loads of fun. All of the actors seem like they had a tremendous time making the thing and the aesthetic, with its obviously studio bound outdoors scenes recalls 80s fantasies like Krull, Labyrinth or The Princess Bride. It's not quite as witty as those, but it's not trying to be. The swearing is part of the genre experiment.
Yet to read the reviews, like this Bradshaw take down, or even Kermode's you'd think that it was one of the worst films ever made largely because both of them are applying elevated expectations to what's essentially a b-movie which unlike say the low-rent Adam Sandler comedies which fail because they're not funny, is action packed, is exciting and titillating in just the right way.
One of the weirder critical anomalies is how often the "historical inaccuracies" are mentioned, the as Time Out lists "Gatling gun, a double-barrelled crossbow, a stun gun and a cure for diabetes" even though the thing's quite clear set within a narrow focused area of a fantasy world which also includes trolls and witches and has its own physical rules.
Now, it is possible to do this sort of thing badly. Jonah Hex is an example. Or Cowboys vs Aliens. Both of those are cliched and boring in the wrong way and it is a fine line. It's also worth pointing out I tend to be quite forgiving of genre films. I'm also quite fond of Wrath of the Titans, Prince of Persia and John Carter (of Mars) all of which were equally garroted by the critics.
"Errrraaarrroooo"
Film Fans of the Kermode and Mayo film podcast always enjoy Mark's breathless impression of Danny Dyer. I've always wondered what Dyer himself thinks of it ("Errrraaarrroooo"). No longer thanks to Matthew Bell in The Independent:
"One person he does upset is the film critic Mark Kermode, whose rant against Danny Dy-aaa on Radio 5 Live (relating to his appearance in the film Pimp) has become a YouTube hit. In it, he mocks Dyer's Cockney accent and writes off his films as atrocious. Does this hurt him? "I'm a human being, of course it upsets me." But perhaps it particularly touches a nerve because Dyer knows he has helped create a persona that undermines his credentials as a serious actor. "Mark Kermode thinks I'm some two-bob actor who does two-bob films for no money, who just walks about with a swagger. When actually I'm a serious fucking actor." Do people misunderstand him? "Yes. And I think I'm to blame for that."He'd best not read the comments underneath the interview either then. And I thought the black riders of The Guardian's Comment Is Free were vicious.
Unst
Film Mark Kermode visits the remotest cinema in the country:
"I've been to premieres. I've done Hollywood. I've done all that sort of thing. But it pales into insignificance when you're in a bus shelter in Unst. It's a remarkable place to see a film. I can't think of anywhere more extraordinary."Also: Northern exposure
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