Big release this week is obviously The Hunger Games, which I assume, following the lead of Battleship, is a big-budget Hungry Hungry Hippos adaptation. But sod it – we’ve been quite excited about Spike off of Press Gang’s Wild Bill since last year’s London Film Festival so…
IN YOUR HUNGRY FACE, HUNGER GAMES! Boom!
Not that we want you to leave us, but here’s a nice article about film criticism in the 60s/70s.
Or you could stick around and read a MostlyFilm article from this week. All crackers:
I said when it came out that Tim Burton’s film of Stephen Sondheim’s musical Sweeney Todd was his best for a long time. Maybe I got carried away in the moment. A couple of years on, I’m coming round to the view that most of what impressed me was down to Sondheim and not Burton.
I didn’t know the show at all before I saw the Burton film and I’d always been somewhat prejudiced against the whole Sweeney Todd thing. I was scarred by my experience of a dreadful schools’ musical version of the tale (I’m Sweeney Todd the bar-ber, An evil soul I har-bour, I run a little business cutting hair and other things) with which we occupied a couple of ‘music’ lessons in the third year. The few songs that I’d heard sounded difficult and discordant, full of tricky rhythms and rhymes. ‘The Worst Pies in London’ is not a song that makes a whole lot of sense shorn of context and live performance. Continue reading Sweeney Todd→