We feel that the time has come for an update on what Quench Film favourite Wes Anderson is up to.
Well, it seems that the Royal Tenenbaums and Life Aquatic director has recently begun filming of his next project. The Darjeeling Limited, a film following three brothers to India after the death of their father, see Anderson team up with long time collaborator Jason Schwartzman as well as, for the first time, Roman Coppola.
As well as staring Schwartzman and Coppola, the rest of the cast is comprised of the likes of Owen Wilson, Adrien Brody and Natalie Portman.
We’re suspecting it may be sweet, enchanting, surreal and make you feel happy about the world.
Continuing our look at books from around the world, this week Books goes down under to explore the best of Australasia
Andy Tweddle studies the state of monogamy and wonders if such a thing is possible in Cardiff’s gay scene
When the word ‘travel’ is mentioned, one would usually presume that a life changing, self-finding trip to the likes of Thailand or India is being referred to. However, as a brief glance in any decent dictionary will tell you, this is not necessarily the c
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.
Exposure sees Diversions return to the stage with a new triple bill for 2007. Each of the dances is remarkably different from the others and it’s this variety that draws audiences back to see the dance company time and again.
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.
As a fan of Arcade Fire, I really want to plug this single. But Intervention is not very good, sounding more like a hymn than their angry selves. There are better tracks on the album Neon Bible, so buy that instead. Or see them live.
The Vagina Monologues: well, let’s just say I was pleasantly surprised. Thinking The Vagina Monologues was going to be full of feminists lecturing about women’s rights, I was initially apprehensive. As it turned out, I was entertained by the real-life experiences of several women and yes, you’ve guessed it, their vaginas.
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.