Hello, good evening and welcome (as my mate Sir David Frost used to say at the start of his shows), I hope you're well and had a great week without affecting anyone else's week adversely?
I've had an interesting week watching the boxing for free due to an error by the fight provider but it was the after fight press conference that got my attention.
Derek Chisora had just lost to the man who had beaten David Haye and during the press conference David and Derek traded insults with each other so what happens next? They decide to square up to each other an’ "fight bruk out!!!"
I had to think back to the previous day when Derek Chisora had spat in the face of the Klitcho brother (Vitali) who wasn't fighting Derek but was just in the ring supporting his other physical brother Vladimir.
Now I happen to think Spitting in some ones face is the most insulting thing you can do, so I was impressed when Vitali didn't respond because I most certainly would have!
I have to say whenever I see people of colour regardless of their respective shade makes me think about The Willie Lynch method, which was designed by him to maintain slavery by getting the dark skinned slaves to fight against the light skinned slaves, males to fight against the females and house "servants" against yard "servants".
The old colonial masters adopted this method wherever they went.
"Why am I telling you all of this?" Well, when you get two men who are both black trading insults and physical blows against each other I was thinking to my self "Willie would have been proud that his methods are still alive and well in the 21st century....
But anyway, I digress.…
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
I don't know what you think about my reviews and I really don't care. What I do care about is that you're reading my reviews then being persuaded to see what I’ve reviewed.
There are two types of films in my opinion, good ones and the ones I will not review and by virtue of the fact that I’m writing about this one tells you my view on it. "What's it all about Alfie?" I hear you cry!
Well, the narrator of Extremely Loud is Oskar Schell (played brilliantly by Thomas Horn) who is aged nine in the book but 11 in the film (9/11) he is a prodigiously intelligent, solemnly serious New Yorker. Words you could use to describe him include; pacifist, vegan, technical whizz kid, articulate and you could also describe him as being a borderline sufferer of the condition called Aspergers (but the test he had in the film was apparently inconclusive).
His father, Thomas (Tom Hanks), is a scientist who turned to selling jewellery as a way of giving his family a good life (yes check out their concierge serviced apartment they live in that they do so well in NY but not in Derby!).
Sadly Tom dies on the morning of 11 September 2001 while on a business visit to the twin towers, an event always referred to by Oskar as "the worst day".
While looking in his dad's wardrobe, Oskar dislodges a blue vase that falls to the ground, smashes, revealing a brown envelope with the name "Black" written on it and inside the small envelope is a key which Oskar believes his dad had left for him as a clue to one of the tasks his dad used to set him.
Oskar takes his tambourine with him and beats it whenever he feels nervous and this kid does get nervous so decides to take his Grandma's Lodger with him played by Max Von Sydov who's a John Huston look-alike (sorry if you're under 50 because that name will mean nothing to you but do Google him).
The lodger cannot speak due to the horrors of when the bombs dropped in Dresden in WW2 and communicates via a yes and no tattoo on either hand or by writing notes in a notebook he carries around…
Mum is played by Sandra Bullock who isn’t trying to look like a 91210 Babe, rather she puts in a very solid performance as a mother trying to look out for her son who though brilliant can also be difficult, while at the same time also trying to come to terms with the loss of "the love of her life".
There are a few things that I want to bring to your attention about this film.
The film was originally a novel by Jonathan Safran Foer which was adapted by Eric Roth who wrote the Screen play to Forest Gump. The Director is Stephen Daldry who was a director on the British stage and moved to film when he did Billy Elliot.
The reason for the name checking of the people in the previous paragraph is to explain that while watching the film I was thinking the kid reminded me of Forest Gump and through researching it, I saw the connection.
Even though this film is filled with strong adult characters, Oskar outshines them based on some great lines and being loveable and in no way causes you the viewer to throw up in your own throat.
Finally a word to the wise. When you've paid for your ticket, get your water, food and a packet of tissues because as night follows day (unless you reside in darkness), you will cry....
Article by @gmanzen / 20th February 2012