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Film Si fills you in on whats going on in his film infested mind
So apart from experimenting with rubbing baby oil on my chest to see if I can make myself look like one of the guys from 300, my easter break has involved little more than hidding under my blankets with my laptop immersed in a nerdy world of film gossip and trivia.
Ok, so one of the first things I learnt was why my baby oil attempts failled. Supposedly for the aforementioned homo-erotic, greek epic punch up the entire cast was made to not only spend six months bulking up before shooting even commenced but were forced to spend fifteen minutes working out before every take in order for their muscles to be looking taught and rippling each time they’re on screen.
Far too much effort in my opinion, although to be fair to director Zack Snyder what his film lacked in plot and any kind of intellectual content (as it was essentially just a two hour version of the trailer) it made up for in buff men killing each other. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
I also stumbled across a brilliant youtube clip (http://www.youtube .com/watch?v=F86s4Vq59Ks) which I’m still not entirely sure is real, of director David O. Russell flipping out and going a bit mental on the set of I Heart Huckabees.
And finally I just have to ask, am I the only one not even the slightest bit excited about seeing Transformers? OK, they were quite cool toys but still, have some dignity students and get over this whole ‘retro toy’ obsession, its a fucking Michael Bay film: Michael ‘Pearl-fucking-Harbour’ Bay. He directs his film’s through a mega phone from the back of a quad bike. Every film he has ever made has featured a shot of a car flying through the air towards the camera, something which he probably thinks is kind of like a cool ‘Hitchcock cameo’ style trademark despite the fact that in actuality it’s just shit. Film Si
This Week
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It’s just not cricket
Sports Editor Dave Menon on why the Cricket World Cup was a shambles
Tunnel Vision
Right, first off, I really hate it when people, namely students, bang on about programmes they used to watch when they were young. The top three offending programmes are as follows: Super Ted. Danger Mouse and the Magic Roundabout.
Explosions In The Sky
It’s a matter of mere moments before the arrival of Explosions in the Sky to the stage and the atmosphere in the Astoria is incredible. As with many of their post-rock peers, here is a band that demand nothing short of sheer adoration from their fans.
The Gig-goer
Nick leans on the bar, pint in hand; his head nodding slightly to the music. His face is masked by long, greasy strands of hair, (he tells people that he hasn’t had it cut in over a year with a sense of pride). At last the headlining band come on stage, and Nick downs his pint and lurches forward into the crowd.
Director’s chair
Interviews gets a behind the scenes account of the making of Black Book following last week’s DVD release
In Review: Urban dictionary
In between spay-painting small horses with swastikas and sniffing glue the youth of today still like to chew the fat from time to time. Unfortunately the cretins have adopted a bizarre type of new-speak which can leave “me-mans” (myself and some of my close friends) “well vexed” (Perplexed, Peeved). That’s where the Urban dictionary comes in. With this peer monitored compendium of British and American slang you can find out what the little twazocks actually said to you before you walked off full of impotent rage and self loathing. Yay. To elaborate. After hearing a rap-tune recently I heard the word “skeet” a term with which I was unfamiliar. Consulting the Urban dictionary I discovered that skeet is a verb that describes, “Bustin’ a nut in a skizzles grill” or, the act of ejaculating onto a woman’s face. Other notable explanations submitted included the rather quaint: “To drop a banana item in Mario Kart 64, thereby causing a trailing opponent to slip on it and skid out” and the colorful “Something I would love to do on the Olsen twins. “The real fun lies in contrasting the Neanderthal with the surely mock-serious entries. Of course some helpful souls point out the real meaning of the word (something to do with clay pigeon shooting) but it is all done very tongue in cheek. A running dialogue on the site led one poster to claim it was a word which White people only heard about from the comedian Dave Chapelle. This in turn led one of his fellows to inform us that it is a completely fictional word invented by black people because they needed something to do in between collecting welfare cheques. As if via osmosis the stupidity seeps into you brain and you can impress the Gs in your hood with your newfound knowledge and/or prejudices lest ye be merced by your in the know peers.
TMNT
Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird were two young comic book artists who conceived the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in 1984 as the result of a joke.