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Babylon (2022)
A rambling, incoherent and ultimately dull mess of a film.
No amount of nudity, debauchery and loud music can elevate this film from being a tedious, incoherent and self-indulgent train wreck of a film. It is far too long and I genuinely didn't give a monkey's about any of the characters. Margot Robbie can only do one American accent which is a hammy attempt at New Jersey so every single film she's in has her coming from there. I can't imagine what they left on the cutting room floor because it feels like absolutely everything they shot, they put in the film. My partner fell asleep twice which she has never done before. I genuinley couldn't wait for it to end.
I Care a Lot (2020)
Utter garbage.
Never have I watched a film that made me this frustrated. It's completely daft and implausible. Rosamund Pink is terrible and so is everybody else. Utter garbage.
The Plot Against America (2020)
Pretenciously slow and self-indulgent.
This is clearly well made and well acted but after 4 episodes I was getting agitated by how slowly it moves. I've read reports about the producer's desire to stick rigidly to the original book and all of its detail but that rarely works in my experience. This is a very interesting subject matter and it is increasingly pertinent to these troubled times but it is also supposed to be mildly entertaining and it made me feel like I was sitting in a very slow traffic jam.
The Trip (2010)
Subtlety and reality combine to create sublime television
This is the second time that Coogan and Brydon have played semi-fictional versions of themselves on screen together. The first being in the enjoyable full length feature A Cock and Bull Story in 2005 which, like this series, was directed by Michael Winterbottom.
This series of six half hour vignettes follows Steve and Rob as they tour a scenic region of the north of England visiting top-end restaurants under the auspices that Coogan is writing a review on each establishment for a broad-sheet national paper. I think it's well known that Coogan and Brydon are long-time friends and Steve's Production Company Little Cow Productions (a reference to his popular comic creations Paul and Pauline Calf) has produced a number of Brydon's TV shows. Personally I am a big fan of both men but ultimately that meant that I went into this with high expectations. I was not let down.
The key words which kept coming to mind throughout this series are 'subtlety' and 'reality'. The main comedic platforms of the series are the mostly-improvised conversations the two men share whilst eating their extended lunches. These interplays tend to descend into ego-fuelled, petty verbal sparring and competitive point-scoring. Both men are well known for their spectrum of impressions of famous, mostly British celebrities (Coogan started his career voicing many of the puppets on Spitting Image, the satirical comedy show of the 1980's). We are told at the start that Coogan has invited Brydon because Coogan's companion of choice, his ex-girlfriend is in L.A, and others who he has asked have said 'no' to joining him. This theme that Brydon is a late stand-in is repeated and referenced throughout the series and is the fundamental dynamic running through most of their time together.
What's particularly wonderful about these interactions are the hints at underlying historical frustrations the two men feel towards one another as they try to win a series of mini verbal victories, very often whilst in the character of the celebrity they are impersonating. It makes for some really amusing and genuinely funny viewing.
Throughout the piece there are references to well known rumours about the two men. In particular the image of Coogan as an insecure, rather clumsy sex-addicted womaniser who struggles with his own professional achievements set against his much publicised history of indulging in excessive drink and drugs. He also references the frustrations he encounters as he tries to gain mainstream acceptance as a bonafide leading actor in Hollywood. Sending themselves up and playing out the characters that the media portrays them as having is a very clever (and I suspect cathartic) way of making light of those very same stereotypes.
Brydon portrays himself as a less complicated 'family man' who more often than not defers to Coogan in the heat of witty combat (perhaps because Coogan is paying the bill for each meal and paying Brydon to join him on the trip). He appears to play the reluctant apprentice to Coogan's Master and, in doing so, he comes across as the more grounded and likable of the two main characters. Coogan, playing the slightly bitter and unfulfilled alpha male, regularly reminds Brydon that (on paper) he is the more successful performer. Brydon's need to constantly communicate in the guise of one his characterisations, disguising his often clever and sometimes cutting observations clearly annoys Coogan. We get the impression that Coogan looks down on Brydon because of his less ernest 'light entertainment' career and because Brydon so readily jumps into character to impress or amuse, almost as a social defence mechanism. Coogan on the other hand is too cool to need to do this and it's very evident in way he reacts to Brydon's mimicry. The dynamic of the contempt/respect relationship that the two play out is both brilliant and sharp. Playing oneself on screen must be very difficult and, in this series, the line between reality and fiction is deliberately and wonderfully blurred. One genuinely gets the feeling that this is not far away from how these two friends might interact in real-life although one hopes with a little less ego-driven competitiveness.
Apart from the restaurant settings, we see Rob and Steve visit local historical places of interest such as Samuel Coleridge's home and the verbal point-scoring is not restricted just to the dinner table. It is whilst the two men tour the countryside in Steve's Range Rover (a brand of car he can often be seen in) that we get to see some breath-taking scenery and if I was feeling a little more pretentious I would say something about this part being a visual love-letter from the Lancastrians Coogan and Winterbottom to their beloved North of England.
This is hugely rewarding television and I can not recommend it highly enough.
Criss Cross (2001)
Absolute Toilet
A stupid, really dated, confusing pile of garbage. The plot is based around a cheesy and clichéd Hawaiian shirt wearing, pony-tail sporting Private Dick who get's caught up in a murder 'mystery' which is supposed to be set in Florida but is filmed entirely in Eilat in Isreal. Dreadful acting, ridiculous scenarios and laughable dialogue. The main character Nick Slaughter even does a voice-over throughout the film like Colt Seavers does in the 'Fall Guy' just to explain what the hell is going on. I saw this on a UK cable channel and if it weren't for the batteries in the remote going, I would have turned it off after ten minutes.
It gets 1 star for an incredible pair of breasts in the very first scene which belong to an un-credited actress. Apart from that, it's a waste of anybody's 90 minutes.
Ignore at all costs.