Justice League was a fun film. It wasn’t entirely bad and it wasn’t amazing. It opened up with footage of Superman talking to some children about what his favourite thing on Earth was. Then it paid homage to the ‘dead’ hero, the flowers and tributes that had been left for him and a shot of Lois grieving as well as Martha.
Extra Thoughts On Film:
Now I have seen the film and clearly, I loved it. I think I covered everything in my book review and would pretty much say the same thing about the film.
The acting was great (Armie and Timothée were just exceptional) and it was a really beautiful, moving, captivating film, nature wise and the story line too. I’m happy that the ending seemed a little more hopeful for sequels!
Call Me By Your Name is a book I will treasure forever. It took me by the heart and kept me there until I finished it and was crying tears of sorrow and bittersweet love. The ending of this novel is both happy and sad and painful and I am a sucker for happy endings. I was surprised by the way it ended but it was beautifully written. André Aciman is a master of the written word; his prose moves and captivates you, pulling you along with Oliver and Elio skilfully until you never want to leave them.
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Murder On The Orient Express was a slow moving but captivating film. Each character was brought to life with Kenneth Branagh’s vision. Agatha Christie’s novel is mysterious and suspenseful which is carried through onto the screen.
Thor: Ragnarok opens with Thor trapped with Surtur who taunts him about the oncoming Ragnarok, the prophecy of Asgard’s demise. Thor battles him and his minions, taking Surtur’s crown which would, if united with the Eternal Flame that burns beneath Asgard, enable him to destroy all worlds with his almighty power. The prophecy is seemingly stopped. Thor returns to Asgard, where he is greeted by a man named Skurge as Heimdall has been in hiding since he would not bow to Loki (the last time he tried to take power).
Happy Death Day is an American Slasher film that follows the birthday of a college student, named Theresa Gelbman who is murdered and forced to relive the day over and over. Theresa, who goes by Tree, is not exactly a kind woman when we first meet her. She is self-centred and dismissive, harsh to the people around her and an all-around It girl who is a part of a sorority at college and their leader, Danielle is a horrible person.
Still, it’s no excuse for her murderer to kill her over and over again.
Goodbye Christopher Robin is a story that on a first look, that meaning the trailers, appears to be a feel good, charismatic film about imagination and the beloved character a lot of us grew up with. And though the film is charming in its characterisation and storytelling, it is far darker than one might expect when going to watch a film about the woodland creature we all hugged at night and listened to stories about. Rather than being a happy go lucky film that explores a loving family, it highlights the shadows that plagued Christopher Robin’s real life after his father, A.A. Milne and Dorothy de Sѐlincourt, known as Daphne, published When We Were Very Young.
I hate clowns. Anyone who knows me, knows that I cannot stand clowns. They are creepy looking, strange people and I can’t tell what they actually look like. So, you can imagine my horror when my friend wanted to see Stephen King’s It, in the cinema. Lights down low, no escape, just me and my friend with the clown on the screen. I was terrified.
However, I was surprised to know that I wasn’t actually that afraid of It. I was more afraid of the adults in the film, particularly Bev’s father. Of all the characters in the film, It included, her father terrified me the worst. He was disgusting and I was so happy when Bev killed him. He deserved all the pain in the world, for the way he treated his daughter. Disgusting, disgusting human being.
In all the story line for It was immersive and frightening, not to the point where I had to close my eyes, as I did with Annabelle: Creation. In fact, I came away disliking the film altogether. I was disappointed with how little I was scared by the clown, but I suppose that’s a good thing – I’ve faced It, in a way. However once I watched a review on YouTube, I discovered that perhaps I had been a little too harsh with my judgement of the film.
The Loser’s Club were a group of misfit boys and girl who band together against the bullies at school and their collective group of awful parents. Each loser, as it were, had their own backstory and managed to grab the viewers favour. However, I didn’t like that Mike’s investigative qualities were taken and given to Ben. As much as Ben was a great character, I couldn’t help but wonder why the lines of the only black teenager in the film were given to a white character.
Representation is incredibly important in film and TV, but often the representation of black people (and other ethnic minorities) becomes convoluted with stereotypes. The gangster, the troublemaker, the thug, do you see a trend? With Asian characters, it is always the nerd, the restricted teenager who knows nothing of the western world, or wait for it, the one character with an accent that everyone makes fun out of. It’s incredibly insulting when the only representation you find in TV or film, is someone that is being mocked or demeaned purply because they do not share the same skin colour.
And once again, Mike’s character was stripped down to the ‘one with the gun’, while each of the other characters had other qualities that gave them importance. I do hope that this is rectified for the sequel. And I suppose, I’ll be forced into seeing that one too.
Alas, I never will be free of those blasted clowns.