Donald Clarke

Whingeing about cinema and real life since 2009

Film of the week and stuff.

By the time this message manifests itself, you will have long ago digested your soaraway Ticket and pressed the paper (you do buy the print edition, don’t you?) into the base of a grateful budgie’s cage. My apologies. But, as …

Fri, Oct 16, 2009, 23:40

   

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By the time this message manifests itself, you will have long ago digested your soaraway Ticket and pressed the paper (you do buy the print edition, don’t you?) into the base of a grateful budgie’s cage. My apologies. But, as mentioned below, I am currently stomping about the London Film Festival and do not have much opportunity to hammer out gibberish. Today I met Viggo Mortensen, who was very nice and who didn’t chop my head off with a great big sword.

Anyway, it’s a decent enough week for movies. The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus is a mess, but it’s an interesting mess. Park Chan-Wook’s Thirst, though flawed, really is the best amalgam of Emile Zola and vampire melodrama you will see this month, and Christopher Smith’s Triangle is an impressively peculiar Anglo-Australian-American horror. There is, however, no competition for film of the week. Katalin Varga, a Transylvanian rape-revenge thriller by some bloke from Reading, is one of the year’s most impressive debuts. Alas, it is currently only on at the Irish Film Institute, but, all going well, it may pop up elsewhere.

Screenwriter is currently listening to: Black Sea by Fennesz. It goes bleep, sqwerk, fizz in very satisfactory fashion.

Screenwriter is currently reading: London Belongs to Me by Norman Collins. Screenwriter very much likes books about miserable men in boarding houses.

Screenwriter will be watching the following telly: Synth Britannia on BBC4. You say “Cabaret Voltaire” to young people today and they have no bleeding idea what you’re talking about.