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Monday, October 29, 2012

I wrote this review on 06/06/11. Don't think I've ever posted it here

"Super 8"
Director: JJ Abrams
Stars: Joel Courtney, Elle Fanning, Kyle Chandler, Riley Griffiths
Paramount Pictures

That "Super 8" begins with a funeral – the mother of 12-year-old protagonist Joe Lamb (Joel Courtney) has died in a tragic accident – rather than a hint of the fantastic events to come immediately sets it apart as an adventure movie that wants you to care about its characters more than it wants to seduce you with special effects. Not that there’s any shortage of those, but they arrive later, and it is this death that emotionally underpins the rest of the story and creates in Joe a mature-yet-needy character who typifies the sometimes painful journey into adulthood.

Suburban life goes on in fictional Lillian, Ohio, and Joe’s father Jackson (Kyle Chandler), the local deputy, decides it might help them both to deal with the loss if he sends his son away to baseball camp. He doesn’t understand it when Joe explains he’d rather stay and finish the zombie flick his friend Charles (Riley Griffiths) is making to enter in a film festival – which is why the boys, along with three other buddies and 14-year-old leading lady Alice (Elle Fanning), end up sneaking out to shoot a scene for their super 8 masterpiece at a deserted train station.

As you probably know from "Super 8"’s heavy promotional campaign, the group witnesses – indeed, barely survives – a suspicious train crash that quickly has the US Air Force swarming over the area. Warned their lives may be in danger if they tell anyone, the kids struggle with the knowledge that something is very wrong in their quiet community, and worse still, that it’s being covered up. As materials, pets and people begin disappearing, Joe and co. are forced into action. Meanwhile, Deputy Lamb conducts his own investigation into why the military has taken over his town.

What follows is a wonderful mix of coming-of-age tale, adolescent love story and monster-movie-within-a-monster-movie set in the more technologically innocent time of 1979, when imagination was still as important as information. Writer-director JJ Abrams has surpassed his previous best effort, the 2009 reboot of "Star Trek", in crafting just under two hours of escapism with heart. Much has been made of Steven Spielberg’s involvement as producer and rightly so – "Super 8" evokes the same big-screen magic found in the legend’s early works and rarely felt since.

Newcomers Courtney and Griffiths are very good in their roles, as are the other boys in the gang. However, it’s Fanning (younger sister of Dakota) who really impresses, as a girl with a troubled home life, a sweet disposition and a star quality even an amateur auteur can’t fail to capture. That her father and Joe’s don’t want their children socialising could have led to corny situations/dialogue. Could have – doesn’t. Abrams is too smart for that, handling the parental conflict, plus a romantic rivalry revealed part-way through the film, with a refreshing sensitivity.

Watching "Super 8", you may be reminded of Spielberg classics such as "E.T." and "Close Encounters", as well as "Poltergeist" and "The Goonies", which he wrote but didn’t direct. There are also echoes of Stephen King’s novella "The Body" (better known by the title of its Hollywood adaptation, "Stand By Me") and his hefty novel "It". In terms of Abrams’ own work, there’s an obvious connection to "Cloverfield" through the plot device of eyewitness footage. And there’s even a hint of "Transformers" in the SFX department, although thankfully that’s where the similarity between the two ends.

Not only is "Super 8" about the joy of consuming cinema, it’s about the joy of creating it. Cinephiles will be aware that both Abrams and Spielberg began their careers behind super 8 cameras, albeit decades apart. In fact, at the age of 15, Abrams and an equally talented pal, having gained attention for their film-making through a newspaper article, were hired by Spielberg out of the blue to restore a couple of his 8mm prints. Perhaps the coolest bit of homage here, though, is that, like Charles in the story, the young Spielberg staged wrecks for his pictures using model trains.

There’s going to be a lot of discussion about this exciting, funny, touching and nostalgic flick, so try to see it before some blabbermouth on the internet spoils any of the surprises. Grab a Coke and a carton of popcorn, nestle down and remember what it was like to be 12 years old, when the world was full of mysteries waiting to be solved and the silver screen had lost none of its lustre, not yet relegated to just another medium in an entertainment-saturated society. And whatever you do, don’t exit the theatre as soon as the credits roll or you’ll miss a delightful coda.

"Super 8" is released June 9.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

G4 is dead to me

Played "The Settlers Of Catan" with SC, R. and A. using the "Cities And Knights" expansion. It felt like a different boardgame. Started well, then dragged - not helped by a freakish distribution of dice rolls (so many 12s!). The barbarians invaded relentlessly and building/point-scoring was slowed by all the do-something-mean-to-your opponent(s) cards and by resource droughts that necessitated a lot of purchasing at a loss. More than three hours in, R. had to duck off to deal with a work emergency, so we awarded him victory as the current leader. Having opted out of any Halloween shenanigans, I saw the film "Searching For Sugar Man" (trailer - goo.gl/Xmuep) at a packed Dendy Newtown. It was astounding and affecting. Rodriguez is a hero.


TV: "She-Wolves - England's Early Queens" (2012)
CD: "Deadwing" (2005) by Porcupine Tree
Mug punting: Searching for value, I bet on Americain for a place in last Saturday's Caulfield Cup. It ran fourth. Tried again with Ethiopia in the Cox Plate. Also fourth. Hoping for better on Nov. 6.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Do be ridiculous

Sculpture By The Sea was a ripsnorter this year. Got to Bondi Beach before 8am, but the paths and parks on the way around the cliffs to Tamarama were already busy with oldsters, youngsters, pram-pushing couples, extended families, glistening joggers, dog walkers with pooches of every breed in tow, huddles of tourists, lensmen lugging tripods, people who looked like they hadn't been home since Friday, etc., etc. Took a bunch of pics. The bestest ones are on Artov Farkhus.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

"I've got a thousand answers/One's gotta be right"

On Monday, MR, JC and I were the guests of Universal for a preview screening of RZA's "The Man With The Iron Fists"...which we're not allowed to discuss publicly until early Nov. Following that, we settled in for the evening at the Lord Nelson, where we tucked into pies, mash, mushy peas and gravy at only $7 a plate, downed pints of the seasonal brew 2IC (an American brown ale) and talk'd shoppe 'til closing.

Yesterday, I rendezvoused with CM and birthday boy AM at the Hoyts EQ Bavarian Bier Cafe. Our poison of choice was the "Oktoberfest draught" (which turned out to be Hofbrau), while I risked meat overload with the delicious Munich Brewer's Platter. Full as ticks, we made our way to the nearby grand chapiteau for the Cirque Du Soleil spectacular "OVO". Its insect-themed plot ultimately didn't go anywhere and there was a tedious bit where a clownish beetle embarrassed members of the audience at length, but the rest of the show was absolutely fantastic. To jaunty live music in a mixture of styles, we were treated to dancing, slapstick, all sorts of gymnastics, foot juggling, diabolo, trapeze artistry, tightrope walking, and an inspired combo of trampolining and indoor rock climbing. In their colourful bug costumes, the performers' incredible strength, balance, timing and skills that spoke of thousands of hours of practice transformed them into creatures that were more than human. Bottom line: catch "OVO" if you can - just don't sit in the front row or you may be the butt of an unfunny, overlong joke. Afterwards, the lads and I grabbed dessert at an ice-creamery and discovered the wonder of blood-orange gelato.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Damper and billy tea

Very thoughtful, moving 2008 documentary about the competitive "Warcraft III" scene, centring on the World Cyber Games of 2007 and two of the leetest players: China's Sky and the Netherlands' Grubby (with additional insights from retired Swedish star MaDFrog).

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_plwjFgcemk

You'll need to click the subtitles button straightaway as there's oodles of non-English dialogue. Don't be alarmed if you strike an advert at the 10-minute mark - I did, and it was quickly over and not repeated. The doco hasn't dated and the car-horn sequence is comedy gold.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Purvis Eureka

Fave pop song right now -

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yo3SpUI96cQ

Give it a whirl.


First two episodes of "Red Dwarf X" (ta, NT) -

www.youtube.com/user/GuizSeriously/videos?view=0

Edit: S/he has added the third ep.


And just in case you don't believe I spend my life on YouTube -

www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4nH0GsmY14

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Band-Aid on a plot hole

"Doctor Who: P.S." - goo.gl/xw3sK

In my opinion, all this does is highlight an oversight.

ISEPIC, Snapshot 64, Freeze Frame, The Trilogic Expert, Freeze Machine

We were limited to Very Bad beer and, as soon as the sun sank, drafty Allianz Stadium grew quite chilly. However, it was utterly worth it to cheer on Newie to a 3-2 defeat of the Sky Blues (with Heskey scoring for us and Del Piero for them). Worth it for me, that is. Not so much for SFC members CM and AM, who were more gracious losers than I woulda been. Eschewing arena food, we tromped over to trendy pizza parlour Love Supreme in Paddo, with its tantalising aromas and stacks of supplies used as decorative features. There, we were able to switch from VB to Hitachino Nest, a Japanese ale with an owl on the label - what a hoot. I found the radicchio salad (with pear, gorgonzola and hazlenuts) to be substantial, the pork special not un-special, and the basil ice-cream on melon granita orgasmic. Grassy, summery and so refreshing!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Contagious moon bacteria

I like Scotsman Robert Florence's in-your-face critiques - the way he hammers home his points with an often humorous but always informed logic. I was a regular viewer of "VideoGaiden" on the BBC website, then PG gave me a disc (missing, presumed lent) with the earlier videogame review show "Consolevania" and I enjoyed that, too. But somehow RF's short-lived excursion into boardgames, "DowntimeTown", passed me by until late the other night. It's great. You should stride purposefully to goo.gl/MnPhQ and inspect some of the videos. The one about "Horus Heresy" might be a suitable starting point. Then again, it might not.

Monday, October 08, 2012

Attic fanatic

Flashing back to March 1982, "Retro Gamer" #107 reports -

"'C&VG' and Taito organised the Best Arcade Player tournament in London. Nine finalists competed on various machines, with new coin-op 'Qix' being the deciding game [and] with Peter Whitton emerging triumphant. Embarrassingly, Steve Davis, snooker star and tournament presenter, challenged Peter to a game of 'Qix' and beat him."

Sunday, October 07, 2012

Occupy Mulberry Street

Met CM and AM for a matinee of Agatha Christie's court-room drama "Witness For The Prosecution" at the Genesian Theatre. C. was delayed by a police pursuit through a railway tunnel that caused his train to be stopped. Graffiti artists perhaps? Anyway, you're anxious to hear what the play was like. I have no complaints on the acting front, and there were a couple of extremely good turns. Alas, the plot was horribly unbalanced - leaving too many ludicrous twists until way too late. The of-its-time sexism also bothered me more than it has in the past. I found I wasn't able to laugh it off like the majority of the audience. Having never previously been disappointed by Christie's work, "W/F/T/P" made me realise that even the Grand Dame Of Crime Fiction was capable of the occasional dud. Post-show, we wined* and dined at Emperor's Choice, where the beef in walnut sauce was a winner.


*Beered.

Battle born

Despite having laboured on laddish publications since mid-'99 and ogled innumerable sexy photo shoots, this 2006 pictorial from Chinese "Esquire", heavily retouched as it is, delights my jaded eyeballs - goo.gl/mmY7z

Saturday, October 06, 2012

Flick your Bic

Try this - www.radiolab.org/series/podcasts. It takes a wee while to grow accustomed to their editing style, which I'd describe as 96% busy/4% ponderous pauses, and then... Well, then you'll either be an instant convert like me or else you won't understand the fuss and will choose to forgo segments investigating Crimean War photos, "yellow rain", a fellow codenamed Skelly and whatever's in the x-1 eps that now await my attention. Alternating between light-hearted and troubling, but always prodding at the grey matter, "Radiolab" left me feeling like I'd taken a tangible journey in the space of just over an hour. Thank you to the cute girl at the campus bookshop for the recommendation. "It'll change your life," she said. Nah, I'm still a slovenly dweeb. I do, however, have a new favourite podcast.

Carved from palisander

In an interview to mark the release of "E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial" on Blu-ray, Steven Spielberg explains a simple-yet-brilliant directorial move to Anthony Breznican of "Entertainment Weekly" -

"Because I knew Henry was 10 and Drew was six and Robert MacNaughton was 14 or 15, I think, I shot the whole film in continuity... So at the beginning of the movie, E.T. *could* have been a coyote out in the backyard. By the end of the picture on the last day of shooting, they were *actually* saying goodbye to E.T. And so there was an emotional curve that was taking place in everybody's collective subconscious, just based on the fact that we were telling the story one page at a time, one day at a time."

Friday, October 05, 2012

The lesson of Kitiara and Sturm

"I once worked at Taco Bell for four hours before they fired me. My job was to go through a 50-pound bag of beans to make sure there weren't any rocks. I was like, 'Fuck that, I want to work on the register.' They shifted me to register and I hated it, so I threw a burrito in a customer's face"

- Steel Panther frontman Michael Starr in the November 2012 edition of Aussie "Rolling Stone".

"I'll put the dice in your mouth and roll a six in your fishy guts"

Phil "Poker Brat" Hellmuth has taken out the million-pound WSOP Europe tournament. I'm glad. He'll be brattier than ever now at the poker table, and we all know worse behaviour equals finer television. (John Juanda was runner-up in the high-roller tourney.)

Ashley Schaeffer's plums

Nice twist for the fourth iteration of "Beauty & The Geek Australia": one of the geeks is secretly a millionaire. I don't see how the producers can prevent him from being eliminated - short of rigging the challenges or quizzes - so presumably his identity will just be revealed at the finale, when they bring back the entire cast.

Thursday, October 04, 2012

Umbrella tree

Went into a momentary panic after discovering that my degree, which is being retitled and revamped in 2013, will no longer allow my intended major. Rang the department and a helpful lady assured me that, because I started under a different set of rules, I can keep on truckin' with my chosen specialty. She also officially declared the major for me on the uni system. Ceased panicking.

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Cliff, Lola and Biddy

Joined TC and LPO for Sydcon 2012. "The Portal Under The Stars" ("Dungeon Crawl Classics" RPG) saw each of our group of six players controlling three 0th-level characters - mine were a guild beggar, a farmer and a forester - as we sought our fortunes and took the first steps towards becoming real adventurers in an old-school critter'n'trap-filled underground complex. "The Kenross Betrayal" ("Star Wars" RPG) cast us as six different types of Imperial Stormtroopers - I was the hotshot pilot - and involved a missing squad, alien races, battle droids, a Tasmanian tiger employed as a bloodhound, speeder bikes, an AT-ST, thermal detonators, and incompetence and corruption within the Empire. In between sessions, we scoffed counter meals and quaffed Fat Yak at the Toxteth Hotel. Cracking schnitzel, Gromit! Afterwards, T. kindly dropped me home, where I endured a viewing of "Doctor Who - The Angels Take Manhattan", fired off an email about it to JH, PB and RS (we've been privately dissecting every painful episode this series), and bought a ticket for Sydney FC vs. Newcastle Jets...or, in marquee player terms, Alessandro Del Piero vs. Emile Heskey. Best get a few hours' shuteye. I have a phoner to do at 7am.

Monday, October 01, 2012

My upgrade cycle is a penny farthing

Fell asleep to Liverpool registering their maiden win of the season, beating Norwich City 5-2 thanks to a Suarez hat-trick. Canaries fan Stephen Fry (who's actually on the club's board of directors) would nae have been happy. Woke again for UFC on FUEL TV: Struve vs. Miocic, coverage of which - broadcast live from Nottingham - began at 3.45am on Facebook. Won't go into detail except to declare it an outstanding event and brag that my sole bet paid off nicely. That'd be Stefan Struve at $2.70 to the dollar. As usual, I was yakking to MR via FB chat/SMS throughout the show regarding techniques, strategy, fighters' careers, bad decisions and all the rest. When I'm no longer working in MMA journalism, this camraderie is something I will miss. Spent a lovely, sunny-but-mild afternoon with SC and LC that consisted of: FODI presentation "Engineer Humans To Stop Climate Change", delivered by NYU prof Matthew Liao; lunch in the Museum of Contemporary Art's rooftop restaurant (the lamb burger was yum), followed by a stroll through a chunk of the permanent collection; and a wander around The Rocks, calling in at The Hero Of Waterloo for bevvies. I hope they enjoyed it as much as I did. Returned to La Villa Strangiato to witness the Storm's triumph in the NRL Grand Final. Snow troll rules - goo.gl/RXMKJ