IRON MAN 2
Yeah, yeah, yeah > action, arrogance, leather catsuits, all these buttons are hit. If you want it, the film has got it. Most interestingly for me though was the fact that simply by giving Mickey Rourke a Russian accent made him out-sex both Robert Downey Jnr and Sam Rockwell. Not sure what that was about, but it was working for me. Then again, every time he put on his reading glasses, he did look more like a well styled older lesbian, so maybe the clue is there. Storyline wise, it was incredibly patchy and very self-indulgent, feeling more like Jon Favreau (could you have put yourself in anymore scenes?) had $200M to spend hanging out with his friends. Even Scarlett Johansson filing out the catsuit with her one-dimensional character barely saves it. But hey, Robin was grinning ear to ear the whole way through, so who am I to judge?
ROBIN HOOD
I really wanted to hate this film, so the fact that I thought it was ok means most people will like it. It mainly has to do with my serious adversion (to put it nicely) to Russell Crowe. It felt like such a stretch to imagine him as a decent guy, let alone a hot hero. Basically the guy makes me vomit a little into my mouth at the mere thought of him. That aside, you get the feeling the majority of this film was left on the cutting room floor as they tried to squish the storyline together. Cate Blanchett was wasted once again playing... Cate Blanchett. The way Matthew Macfadyen was barely onscreen smacked of the fact that hey, there could be sequel, so we need to set the Sheriff of Nottingham up as the next big baddie. But my word, did they try and sex this storyline up. Surley the scene where we are introduced to Prince John in bed is totally unncessary except for the fact that we get to see Oscar Isaac in all his naked glory. And of course casting a hot guy from Guatemala as the next in line to the English throne only made sense because of that scene, right? Right? Who cares, I now have a new South American actor to fancy. Yay!
SEX AND THE CITY 2
It is of course terrible. Truely marvellously terrible. And I loved loved loved every minute of it. But you know, after all this time I've invested in these characters, how was I not going to? Samantha wins all my wardrobe awards, Charlotte and her comedy faces and hats are getting scarily close to trannie territory, what the fuck is going on with Carrie's hair in nearly every shot and thank god they made Miranda fun again. The opening wedding sequence is painful and doesn't fit the rest of the film (let alone who would believe that Stanford and Anthony *really* get married) and the second act definitely feels like it was written by the Abu Dhabi tourism board, but it does really come together in the end when Samantha, as the emodiment of everything the Middle East hates about Western women, comes into her own as a one woman sex crusaider. And there are of course the now requiste naked ass shots of all the hot guys she fucks sequeezed in for good measure. And if you can get through the kareoke scene and still love them, then count yourself as a true fan.
What Fanny is looking forward to:
CERTIFIED COPY (UK release: Friday 3 September 2010)
The darling of Cannes; the comparisions to Before Sunrise/Sunset are naturally making me enthusiastic.
Which films Fanny would like to see get an international release:
LOVE RANCH
Just watch the trailer. Seriously. Helen Mirren AND Gina Gershon! It has 'Fanny wants' written all over it, so if you are listening E1 Entertainment, send it over here please.
ÇA COMMENCE PAR LA FIN
Too Risque For Cannes? Steamy erotic film with Emmanuelle Béart and her husband Michaël Cohen? YES PLEASE!
ALLELUIA
It hasn't even gone into production yet but I am already salivating with anticipation at the announcement of Fabrice du Welz casting Beatrice Dalle (aka Betty Blue)in his bio pic of 1940s serial killers Martha beck and Raymond Fernandez!
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