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Milk was superb. It was heart-wrenching and breathtaking and sheer understated inspiration on celluloid. I cried twice and laughed delightedly at a good portion of the rest of it. And really, it must certainly have been something if I found myself dabbing my eyes discreetly on two separate occasions while watching a transatlantic in-flight movie.
Young Victoria for all the fuss made about it disappointed me. It took one of Britain’s most influential monarchs and managed to make her trite and dull. I know it’s the fashion at the moment to make films about astonishingly powerful female leaders that try to ‘humanise’ them but these films never seem to succeed in their purported task: all they end up doing is turning great historical figures into the sort of vapid idiots who populate those atrocious ‘stupid girl finds out that she’s royalty’ stories. Though I did at least have some fun with the sudden lack of height difference between Victoria and Albert as well as his heroic move to save her from assassination which history records a little… differently.
Lastly, Franklyn really was a waste of my time. It had potential certainly but it just didn’t go anywhere with it so that by the end I just didn’t care and was wondering if it I really ought to call the air steward to see if I could get myself another double gin & tonic. Of course Franklyn really wasn’t helped by the fact that Watchmen still looms large in the public consciousness so that the lead character ended up looking like a budget Rorschach.
Young Victoria for all the fuss made about it disappointed me. It took one of Britain’s most influential monarchs and managed to make her trite and dull. I know it’s the fashion at the moment to make films about astonishingly powerful female leaders that try to ‘humanise’ them but these films never seem to succeed in their purported task: all they end up doing is turning great historical figures into the sort of vapid idiots who populate those atrocious ‘stupid girl finds out that she’s royalty’ stories. Though I did at least have some fun with the sudden lack of height difference between Victoria and Albert as well as his heroic move to save her from assassination which history records a little… differently.
Lastly, Franklyn really was a waste of my time. It had potential certainly but it just didn’t go anywhere with it so that by the end I just didn’t care and was wondering if it I really ought to call the air steward to see if I could get myself another double gin & tonic. Of course Franklyn really wasn’t helped by the fact that Watchmen still looms large in the public consciousness so that the lead character ended up looking like a budget Rorschach.