By Niall Anderson
If last week was the week of dodgy cover-ups, then this has been the week of big revelations. We now know, for instance, that Spike Lee has been confirmed to direct that remake of Oldboy, where before we could only speculate. But does the confirmation honestly make you feel any better? Sure, we can now anticipate seeing Denzel Washington eating a live octopus and developing an unhealthy crush on a waitress young enough to be his daughter (Jaden Smith), but is that really good news?
We also now know that Diablo Cody is writing The Evil Dead remake. In a normal week that would sound like the sort of crazy car-crash I’d enjoy, but today I just see nasty wood spirits breaking off the carnage to discuss which was the definitive line-up of Guided By Voices. Fuck off dot org, as Diablo herself might put it.
The final rickety plank in the verandah of unpleasantness is the continued attempt to make cinema punters care about 3D. Where the combined and varied talents of Paul WS Anderson, Michael Bay and Werner Herzog have failed to establish 3D as business-as-usual, Lionsgate is betting on Paz de la Huerta as the person to send 3D over the top. Born wearing only a Parental Advisory sticker and disinclined to wear anything else since, Paz stars in Nurse 3D [NSFW] as “a beautiful, dedicated nurse with a sinister side, and a secret life’s work in which she targets and punishes dishonest men.” Resemblances to a certain Stieg Larsson heroine are, of course, purely coincidental.
This week’s big release is of course Harry Potter 7.2, which was filleted, ruminated upon and fully digested by MrMoth for Mostly Film earlier this week. (It was also the subject of this rather odd fan tribute.) Otherwise the outlook is for worthiness and documentaries. Trailing clouds of praise from its festival appearances and earlier US release is Bobby Fischer Against The World, Liz Garbus’s account of the life of the American chess genius, right-wing nutjob and personal hero of Ayn Rand. Trailing worthiness, on the other hand, is Jamie Thraves’ Treacle Jr, in which a London family man walks into a tree and is forced to question the most fundamental assumptions on which he has based his life. Really.
Perhaps this is what you see when you walk into a tree.
Next week on Mostly Film, we have the long-promised minor characters piece, a mid-year music roundup, our last report from the Manchester International Festival and an account of just what it’s like to watch one of the longest and most harrowing films ever made, in a single sitting.