Blade Runner has always been a film which I have been aware of, but not one which I ever had much interest in watching. My Dad on the other hand is a complete Blade Runner fanatic meaning that when I asked for the where abouts of the DVD a box set of no less than 5 versions was thrust in my direction. After some delibertation I decided to watch the 2007 “Final Cut”, the version which Ridley Scott promised was his “definitive directors cut”.
Despite being the child of Blade Runners number 1 fan the only thing I knew about the film prior to watching it was that it was directed by Ridley Scott and starred Harrison Ford in the main role. In case there is any one reading who is equally as oblivious to this sci-fi cult classic here is a quick synopsis. Ex- police man Rick Deckard must return to work in order to track down and “retire” (execute) four replicants, a robotic creation almost in distinguishable from human beings, who have illegally returned to Earth. … Continue Reading
Disclaimer: It should be noted that as part for the course regarding the rules of this feature (to watch at least 1 half season of a tv show, or a full feature film) I will be speaking specifically about the first season. While I had only initially intended on watching the first 6 or so episodes, I did manage to chew through the whole 13-episode arc with relative ease. Potential spoilers ensue, but I’ll keep them light.
Until last week I had never seen a single episode of HBO’s Six Feet Under. For one reason or another, the nine-time Emmy award-winning show has evaded me for reasons I can’t quite comprehend, and it’s not like it would have been difficult to get my hands on either. Perhaps there are still some adolescent genes kicking around in my system which react badly to people constantly telling me to do something — “Oh, you still haven’t seen Six Feet Under? You’ve got to see that. You must watch it. It’s totally your kind of thing. You’ll love it!” SCREW YOU, YOU DON’T KNOW ME!
Alas, they were right. I should have seen Six Feet Under before now. It is totally my kind of thing. And I love it.
This is the first of a weekly feature on this site where the author will watch and review a film or television programme they have evaded, intentionally or otherwise, for years. It’s a not uncommon occurrence; you’ll get some hardened film nuts who’ve never seen The Godfather or Psycho, not because of a desire to avoid them, but just never getting around to it. Myself, I’ve never seen Apocalypse Now or Blade Runner, or watched The Sopranos apart from the very last episode. You get the idea.
Fatih Akin’s Im Juli is a rare beast, in that it has survived my film class almost totally unscathed. When you compare this to the unbridled horror that overtakes me when I think about the other, more widely known and usually critically acclaimed works we studied like Badlands, or Lost in Translation (though, to be fair, I hated that one long before we studied it), Im Juli appears mightily impressive. Then again, it might be down to the fact I wasn’t forced to over-analyse or painstakingly dissect it, and thus was allowed to just enjoy it.