I have nothing, repeat nothing, against cross dressing.
Indeed, I am often spotted wearing my wife’s North Face wind cheater in the garden.
But a very good friend of mine recently revealed a story that made me miss a heart beat. I will not reveal his name because; well just because.
If I’m honest, I blushed when I heard the tale; and I laughed.
And not with him, I’m ashamed to admit.
It all began perfectly innocently.
One Saturday night his Mrs says…
“I’m off out with the girls Don (C’mon man keep your friend’s identity secret. Ed.) (Ach, they’ll never notice. Me.) Have a nice night yourself darling.”
“Thanks Cath; will do love.”
So, my secret friend went to the fridge, helped himself to a few beers and settled down to watch Saturday night TV unencumbered by X Factor.
An hour before Match of The Day started he opted for a hot bath and, post bath, feeling very relaxed, thought…
“Hmmm, what’s the most comfy clothing in our domain? I know, Cath’s white Laura Ashley, Broderie Anglaise, soft cotton nightie. Perfect! It’s light, airy, fluffy. Hmmm. Lovely”
And so Don (Woops, sorry) donned the adornment.
No one was in, so what the…
An hour later, bang on time, Cath arrives home and rings the doorbell.
Unabashed, Don (Woops, sorry again Don, I’m trying to keep it a secret, but it keeps slipping out) goes to the door to let her in, but she’s brought six mates back with her.
Filed under: Arts, life, movies, music, photography | Tags: , Anton Corbijn, Joy division, new order, NME
Much debate was had at the time as to whether Joy Division’s second album “closer” was pronounced with a soft s, as in; nearby, or a hard one as in; the end.
Of course the latter won through because of the inevitable outcome of Ian Curtis’ life.
I was a “fan” of Joy Division at the time, being of an impressionable age (Ian Curtis died on the day of my 18th birthday) but I was nowhere near as influenced by them as I was by Hooky and the boys when New Order took over. Indeed Blue Monday is probably my seminal song of all time.
So, I didn’t go into the movie theatre all agush.
If anything, what I might have gushed at would be Anton Corbijn’s cinematography, because I was more in awe of him as NME’s seemingly resident photographer, than I was of Joy Division.
However, for the first two acts of this movie Joy Division rose above my love of New Order because this was Joy Division – not a Joy Division tribute band.
It was Joy Division because Anton caught them as he did in 1979, albeit a little less grainy.
Their music rocked, but more importantly rolled. Joy Division’s drumming is often overlooked because Ian Curtis took centre stage so powerfully, but make no mistake, Stephen Morris was an integral part of the Joy Division sound.
So, to the film. Anton Corbijn you would hope/expect to cinematograph well, but direct?
Oh yes, he can direct.
He does of course have not insubstantial talent of Samantha Morton at his beck and call, and she has guaranteed a BAFTA for this one. She is brilliant.
At the start of the film she is a dippy love-stuck teenager, and believable with it. As the film progresses she deals with the disintegration of her marriage in about as understated and believable way as you could possibly imagine.
Now, Sam Riley, as Ian Curtis looks the part. That is well documented. But he also plays the part. It would be so easy to go OTT in this performance, but he controls it (perhaps a clue from the movie title).
His performance is quite simply, immaculate.
As act three and the real point of the film unfolds we lose Joy Division and we find the Curtis’ and the Belgian lover of Ian in a true love triangle. It is moving, beautiful, sad and nailed!
And for a movie bio pic to do that one can do no less than award 10 out of 10.
Filed under: advertising, Arts, photography, Scotland, work | Tags: art direction, friends
Doug Cook is one of Scotland’s best art directors. But, not content with this he is setting out to become one of Scotland’s best photographers.
Check him out. Click on the photo to go through to his Flickr site.