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Sunday, 7 January 2018

Review: Paddington 2 (UK Cert PG)


Three years on from the first film, the marmalade-loving little bear is back on the big screen with another madcap adventure. 

Paddington is settled with the Brown family and has become a popular member of the Windsor Gardens community (well, with everyone except the curmudgeonly Mr Curry). When on the look-out for the perfect birthday present for Aunt Lucy, he finds an old pop-up book in Mr Gruber's antique shop and resolves to get a job to pay for it. However, the book is stolen- and Paddington ends up in prison. It's down to the Browns to prove Paddington's innocence and find the real culprit. 

One word kept going through my head as I watched Paddington 2. Charming. The whole endeavour is absolutely charming. I'd say it's nigh-on impossible to leave the cinema without a warm, fuzzy glow and a smile on your face after seeing this film. 

It's impossible not to warm to Paddington's naively optimistic view of the world. He's a true believer in the good in people and, even when things prove otherwise, he still holds on to that thought. Ben Whishaw's wonderfully light and earnest voice performance really helps to sell that. Hugh Bonneville and Sally Hawkins are great as Mr and Mrs Brown, while Julie Walters gives a warm performance as Scottish housekeeper Mrs Bird. 

Hugh Grant seems to be having a ball as the flamboyantly villainous Phoenix Buchanan, a West End actor reduced to doing dog food commercials. He thinks the pop-up book is a treasure map to reveal a lost fortune, which will restore him to his rightful place on the stage in a one-man show. He makes for a wonderfully unctuous villain. Brendan Gleeson is similarly great as hardman Knuckles McGinty who Paddington meets in prison. 

There's an veritable cornucopia of British acting talent on display here, many in very minor roles: Michael Gambon, Imelda Staunton, Eileen Atkins, Meera Syal, Joanna Lumley, Peter Capaldi, Jim Broadbent, Jessica Hynes and Richard Ayoade all make appearances, with a particularly good turn by Tom Conti as a grumpy High Court judge. 

The whole design of the film is also great, with some wonderful visual flourishes; in one sequence, Paddington imagines himself and Aunt Lucy in the pages of the pop-up book, visiting the sights. 

This is an utterly delightful film, with something for the whole family. Very enjoyable indeed.

Rating: 5 out of 5

Tez

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Review: Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool (UK Cert 15)


Actress Gloria Grahame was a big star in the 1940s and 1950s. Appearing in such films as It's A Wonderful Life, The Big Heat, and Oklahoma! and sharing the screen with the likes of Humphrey Bogart, Joan Crawford, and Charlton Heston, she won a Best Supporting Actress Oscar for her role in The Bad And The Beautiful. Later in life, she focused more on stage work. Whilst in London in the late 1970s, she met a young actor called Peter Turner and the two quickly fell into a relationship. When Gloria became ill, she felt that she could recover in Liverpool and stayed with Peter and his parents. This amazing stranger-than-fiction true story formed the basis of Peter's memoir, Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool, which has now been adapted for film. 

Directed by Paul McGuigan (Lucky Number Slevin, Push) from a screenplay by Matt Greenhalgh, the film stars Annette Bening as Gloria and Jamie Bell as Peter. 

Bening is superb as Grahame. A fesity, flirty, firecracker of a woman, unashamed of her past and embracing her future. She isn't a Norma Desmond figure, living for past glories. She's a working actress, doing what she can. It's a livewire performance and one of Bening's best. The film uses footage from Grahame's films and publicity photos, but refreshingly they don't do the usual trick of superimposing Bening-as-Grahame in the original's place (as the film focuses on Grahame towards the end of her life, it would seem strange for them to do that).There's a beautiful poignancy to the final scenes, as Gloria bows to the inevitable, and she and Peter share a heart-rending scene on the stage of the Liverpool Playhouse. A truly wonderful central performance. 

Matching her in intensity and brio is Bell as her younger lover. A working-class lad from Liverpool, he's made his way as an actor (although with no great success). He meets Gloria in London and eventually gets swept up in her world; one that's a thousand miles away from what he's used to. I love that he's rough round the edges (but is never treated as Gloria's 'bit of rough'). Also good is that Peter never exploits Gloria's fame or reputation to further himself; he genuinely seems to love her for who she is (indeed, he seems shocked when the barman tells him that Gloria once won an Oscar). It's a strong performance by Bell who has firmly put Billy Elliot behind him- although it's lovely to see him dancing round Gloria's room at the start. 

Supporting roles are well filled, with Julie Walters as reliably brilliant as ever as Peter's mum Bella. What could have been a stereotypical Scouse ma, fretting over ever detail, is elevated by Walters' wonderfully nuanced performance. Kenneth Cranham is great as Peter's dad Joe, whilst Stephen Graham rounds out the family unit nicely as Peter's brother. Vanessa Redgrave gets a great scene as Gloria's mother whilst Frances Barber is nicely venomous as Gloria's catty sister Joy, who casually lays out over dinner that Gloria's fourth husband was her stepson from her second marriage (which caused a real-life scandal in the 1960s).

The script is fairly solid although there are several instances that are mentioned that it would have been nice to see dramatised- the shopping trip to get Gloria's 'ruby red slippers', or seeing Gloria in the Turners' kitchen making a bacon butty, for example. Also, the script is non-linear- it starts with Gloria's collapse in Leicester as she prepares to go on stage in The Glass Menagerie and then bounces around both time and location- from London to Los Angeles, New York to Liverpool- to tell the story of Gloria and Peter's relationship. In itself this isn't necessarily an issue but sometimes the bridging between flashbacks is a bit clunky- opening a door in the present to find you're in the past. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. 

Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool should appeal to fans of classic cinema as it tells a compelling and (I'm assuming) not widely known story. A fine ensemble cast give some of the strongest performances I've seen on film this year. 

Rating: 4 out of 5

Tez

Thursday, 4 December 2014

Review: Paddington (UK Cert: PG)


For those of us who grew up in the eighties or nineties, we’ve had to endure seeing some of our favourite children’s TV shows pulped and dismembered until the fun, the excitement, everything we loved about them, is absent up on the big screen (Thunderbirds, Garfield, The Smurfs, etc.). The difference with Paul King’s film adaptation of Michael Bond’s much loved Paddington Bear books and TV series is that King has immeasurable amounts of respect for his source material.

In Darkest Peru, an English explorer discovered ultra-smart bears that could talk and were borderline obsessive over marmalade. Decades later, an earthquake wipes out young Paddington bear’s family home. Believing that all English people are as polite and kind as the explorer from years back, Paddington sets off for London in the hope that a family there will look after him.

King also wrote the screenplay for Paddington, which is a near-as-damn-it-perfect combination of eccentric British humour, but also moments of pull-at-the-heartstrings sadness that both children and adults will appreciate. There is so much to laugh at in Paddington, some of the jokes being both inventive and off-the-scale bonkers (the prim-and-proper black-and-white show reel that opens the film, showing the explorer’s encounters with the bears; Paddington being followed round by a calypso band), but there are occasional dramatic and sad scenes that are far from heavy handed or feel like they belong in a different film (the earthquake is bound to scare the very young, hence the PG certificate, while scenes where Paddington is alone at the train station he is named after, commuters shoving past and ignoring him – far from the friendly, open armed capital he was expecting – is lump to the throat stuff). King has done a fine job here of keeping the gentle humour and the boundless optimism of Bond’s books (written only years after the Second World War), but modernises Paddington just enough to make London recognisable to today’s audience. Much of the laughs come from Paddington’s old fashioned politeness and etiquette whenever he meets a stranger or comes across a new situation in London’s busy streets, and while it’s the same pun much of the time, King throws in enough ideas to make sure you never really notice.

The whole cast clearly had fun making Paddington. Downton Abbey’s Hugh Bonneville nearly steals the show as Mr. Brown, far from happy when his wife decides to let a bear stay at their home. Mr Brown used to be adventurous and spur of the moment, until he became a father and took on a job as a risk analyst to make ends meet. Bonneville gets more than his fair share of the laughs, his po-faced asides and remarks guaranteed to have audiences sniggering. Sally Hawkins is ideally cast as the quirky Mrs. Brown, always beaming with optimism, epitomising many of the themes from Bond’s books. Nicole Kidman enjoys herself, hamming it up as the film’s taxidermist villain, having a bitchy answer for everything and following up her dialogue with a textbook wicked smile and an evil twinkle in her eye. Doctor Who’s Peter Capaldi briefly turns up as a nosey neighbour, relishing the one-liners he’s given. Julie Walters turns peculiar all the way up to eleven with her performance as the Brown’s housekeeper, Mrs. Bird, giving a brilliantly over-the-top Scottish accent along with her barmy stare.

Star of the show is the bear himself. While not quite the photo realism of Dawn of the Planet of the Apes, Paddington looks as friendly and adorable as fans of Bond’s books would expect, and will have plenty of children going “Aaawww!” There are some impressive touches with the animation, such as when Paddington is stood out in the rain all alone, his fur soaked, rain dripping off him, or when the Brown children use hair dryers on him, Paddington looking like a giant hair ball. Ben Whishaw (cast as Q in the upcoming Bond film, SPECTRE) does superb work here, lending his vocals to the marmalade-loving bear, Paddington’s voice sounding gentle, whispery, and heart-on-his-sleeve innocent.

It’s not just the bear who looks impressive; Erik Wilson makes London a palette of colour for the eyes. Just as the illustrations in Bond’s books made London this vibrant, magical-looking place, Wilson does the same here, managing to make the capital’s streets just as awe-inspiring as Harry Potter’s Hogwarts. This is an idealist’s view of London, where if you took away the cynicism, people would realise that this is a capital with a dynamic mix of art, music, and different people from all over the world.

Paddington is a rare thing, a film adaptation of a childhood franchise that gets things absolutely right. This isn’t a cold, cynical money maker, Paddington has warmth, humour and, while it can easily be placed in the family film genre, every family member who watches it, however young or old, is guaranteed to have a great big smile on their face.

4 out of 5

Matt