A little something about the films I’ve been watching in the theatre.
Jo March reflects back and forth on her life, telling the beloved story of the March sisters – four young women each determined to live life on their own terms.
A fierce Oscar contender from Greta Gerwig, though she has *of course* been overlooked in the all-male nommed Director category this year. I’ve never read the book (I know) or seen the 1994 adaptation (I know) so I wasn’t super excited about seeing this version – but the pull of this stellar cast and Greta was just too much.
Most of you probably know the story by now but it centers around the lives of the four Marsh sisters – Jo, Meg, Amy and Beth – as they come to terms with being more than just little women but artists, writers, wives and mothers – and forces to be reckoned with.
It’s wonderfully warm and gorgeous to look at with incredible turns from everyone but particularly Saoirse Ronan and my girl Florence Pugh. Both are astonishing and although the Academy Awards are more or less a white-washed affair (again), both of them thoroughly deserve their noms (for Lead and Supporting respectively).
Pugh has been totally overlooked for Midsommar and it’s disgusting. (Don’t worry though I’m planning my alternative Oscar awards as we speak)
So in short: Whatever GG is doing next, I’m IN.
Inspired by real events in the life of French New Wave icon Jean Seberg. In the late 1960s, Hoover’s FBI targeted her because of her political and romantic involvement with civil rights activist Hakim Jamal.
Helen and I agreed on this because we both fancy Kristen Stewart – and we’ve been spoilt too as the new Charlie’s Angels was only about ten minutes ago. Turns out it’s not a bad film either, though it has slight pacing issues and doesn’t really pack the punch I would have liked. Seberg is a fascinating true story and has an interesting take on the White Saviour complex, I just don’t think it quite gets under the skin or ever tips over from okay to great.
That said, Stewart is really compelling in the lead role. Her delicate looks lend themselves perfectly to those of Jean Seberg and the camera bloody loves a close up of that face. Good support too from Anthony Mackie, Jack O’Connell and lovely Zazie Beetz.
A British drug lord tries to sell off his highly profitable empire to a dynasty of Oklahoma billionaires.
A return to form for Guy Ritchie. The Gentlemen does veer into the pantomime a couple of times but I kind of love it for that – it’s fun, over the top and very funny with stand-out performances from Hugh Grant as slimy reporter Fletcher and my fave Colin Farrell as Coach. Ritchie’s formula hasn’t really changed much with a lot of the tale unraveling via flashback storytelling. The devil’s in the detail and that’s where he shines the most.
He also manages to make kingpin Mickey Pearson (Matthew McConaughey) seem sympathetic. He might have ‘come up the hard way’, but he also looks after his devoted crew and now middle-aged, is ready to leave it all behind for the quiet life. Mickey’s devotion to his Queen, wife Ros (Michelle Dockery) is quite touching and although personally I’d have liked more women (clue’s in the movie title DUH), she’s no submissive piece of fluff. If anything she’s the driving force of the business and by the way, I would LOVE a spin off of her female orientated car shop. Note to Mr Ritchie.
Some of the performances are a little wooden (looking at you Hunnam and Golding) but it’s not enough to spoil the mood and it’s quite delightful to really enjoy a Guy Ritchie movie again. Like really c**ting enjoy it, you know?
A young boy in Hitler’s army finds out his mother is hiding a Jewish girl in their home.
On blimey. This movie is something, huh? I mean of course it is but it’s actually incredible how well Taika blends comedy and pure, real horror – getting the balance exactly right. The trailer deserves a mention as it paints quite a casual picture, with Waititi himself in the role of Jojo’s imaginary friend Adolf Hitler – but the film in it’s entirety is not casual, it’s beautiful and human.
All the performances – even Rebel Wilson – are on point but the kids are amazing. Roman Griffin Davis‘ Jojo is so nuanced and he’s matched perfectly by Thomasin McKenzie as Elsa. Their burgeoning friendship is gorgeous. Meanwhile Scarlett Johansson really delivers as whimsical activist Rosie, Jojo’s mother.
I don’t really want to say too much because as far as I’m concerned this is a film not to be missed and one of my favourites of the year so far. There is some utterly devastating imagery that I doubt I will forget in a hurry and it really sobers you up after all the LOLS. But ultimately, this film is about hope and it’s just bloody lovely.