Firstly, anyone heard “crying wolf” anywhere around me will be getting a jolly good telling off, that’s for sure. Using my esteemed name in vain, well whatever next? Further more, wolf’s don’t cry! And don’t listen to those wicked rumours about that wolf shaped ball of fluff, whimpering and sobbing at the back of the Odeon cinema in 1999 during the opening scene of Disney’sTarzan. It simply wasn’t true, it was not! Sniffles. Oh no, I’ve just thought back to it. “Oh dang it! pass the tissues, please!“. Ok the legend of the crying wolf is true so I’ll let you use the quotation for the Aesop’s Fable to start the film.
Opening intro – “The boy cried ‘wolf’. ‘Wolf’ several times and each time the people came to help him they found that there wasn’t any ‘wolf.”
Tim Brett (David Hemmings) has a wildly funky soundtrack following him around. Maybe it was all the heroin he’d injected in his veins? Maybe all the acid trips he’d dropped. You’d of thought now he was a recovering drug addict, chilling out in sunny Italy, he’d of cleared his mind of that intoxicating driving beat! His sweet Aunt Lucy (Flora Robson) visits him and congratulates him on his success. The flute goes off his mind. You see his eyes twitch. Aunt Lucy wants to help people. His foot taps to the beat. She looks away, calls the waiter. An involuntary spasm! Arms and legs going ecstatic to all the instruments. A peculiar sight to see. Like he was trying to play every instrument at once. He was unprepared for such an outbreak. He manages to control it. It was now contained. Aunt Lucy hadn’t seen his freak-out. He feared opening his month just in case that frantic flute fanfare blasted out, straight into her innocent face. Oh his beloved Aunt. Continue reading →
Balding, slimey, lothario Ray Fernandez (Tony Lo Bianco) makes his way through life as a confidence trickster. Seducing older ladies with his charm and perfectly rehearsed, fictional backstory. Attracting vulnerable elderly ladies whom maybe less lucky in love, wheedling his way into their lives with charisma and the lure of his Spanish accent. Once he has ensnared his prey, the plan is to marry and steal all their cash. Ray scans the lonely hearts columns for his victims, unfortunately there is abundance of unloved, alone ladies for him to play his cruel games on. Continue reading →
“In Cold Blood” is ridiculously dark, bleak and emitting a constant resonance of impending doom. Danger is etched upon the faces of the perpetrators, a hollow darkness crosses each of these two young men’s shadows, revealing an evil that can be spontaneously released at any given moment. That fear keeps you glued to your seat, frighten to look and scared to look away. The realisation that this whole film is based on real events just makes the crime all that more heartbreaking when it comes.
To be honest this film made me feel better for the hell we used to put our teachers through. The random shouting, throwing of paper planes, rubbers and general disruption seems so ordinary and bland. We sure would have upped our game if we had seen this back in the 80’s
So intrigued by that film title name of Unman, Wittering and Zigo, I had no idea what it meant until I watched it. It happens to be the last three names on the school register for the class of Lower 5B, a boys boarding school in a remote English coastline village. Continue reading →