He looked so lonely.
He looked so lonely.
Simon (by Mike Davidson) Small, smily and ineffectual.
Sauzee (by Mark Gorman). Stern and rock hard.
This one’s for my children in London and Australia.
London gets its own Nike ad.
We regionistas should hate it ‘cos it’s Lundin, innit.
But nah; it’s just great. the fastest three minutes in advertising you will see in a long time.
What I particularly love about it is that it twists the ULTIMATE regional yarn – the Four Yorkshireman sketch from the 1970’s by Monty Python – and makes it relevant to both London and 2018.
Every sport, every exercise, every trope explored with wit and excellent cultural mixing.
Everyone comes out of it well.
What’s wrong with Peckham?
Whilst Emma Stone puts down her marker for a possible third Oscar nomination the film as a whole left me slightly cold. But then, when did you last see a GREAT tennis movie. That’s right. You didn’t.
But this potentially offered more because it appeared multi layered and could have been more nuanced than it is.
It tackles two themes simultaneously. First, Billie Jean King’s lesbian relationship with her hairdresser Marilyn Barnett (Andrea Riseborough) that eventually ended in controversy as she was publicly outed by her lover when they split in 1981. Throughout King remained married to her first love Larry (played sympathetically but a little limply by Austin Stowell). This is handled very tastefully and, for me, was the better part of the whole.
Second, and the source of the title, the movie explores sexism in the women’s tennis game that led to her breaking away from the WTA and its sexist president, Jack Kramer (in an unconvincing performance by Bill Pullman), and taking on a challenge billed as THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES with 55 year old ex tennis champion and self proclaimed Male Chauvinist, Bobby Riggs (Steve Carrell).
I disliked Carell’s part greatly, not because he didn’t perform it well but that it is written to make him out to be a complete idiot (which no doubt he was). He becomes a caricature of himself quickly and I neither liked nor disliked him (I was annoyed by him though). It all makes for a strange mix of comedy, politics, sexuality and revolt.
And the revolt was all too gentlemanly for me – despite the subject matter and the ire it must have stirred nobody really ever loses the plot and so the film lacks edge and dramatic tension.
What’s more, it’s 30 minutes too long and the overwrought soundtrack (Nicholas Britell – it really is a shocker) is over-pervasive and just plain annoying.
Emma Stone rarely puts a foot wrong in my view and at times you really do think BJK is on screen. That part, and the general 70’s styling of the movie, is excellent but it’s ponderously directed and although the final shoot out between BJK and Riggs has an element of tension we all know the outcome and Britell’s pomp and circumstance was gradually doing my nut in.
Just because you loved Little Miss Sunshine it does not follow that you will love this.
That was sorted this morning.
All my strikers scored, all my defenders and goalie kept clean sheets. A triumph.
I’ve now reached the giddy heights of 16th for the season. Thanks Tony Harding for organising.
Look out for my impending travel writing. I’ve just been interviewed by Bart and Sanne who run Spotted by Locals. A travel app and website, created in 2008 and reaching over 60 cities, that invites a small group of writers to share their insights into their HOME city.
It’s a great idea because you get insights into cities all over the world from a non commercial perspective and outside of the usual historical or just plain obvious sights.
Anyway there will be five Edinburgh writers when I start. Looking forward to it. If anyone has any interesting spots for me to check out do please let me know and I’ll go investigate.