It’s that time of year. Time for new years resolutions. Not only is this relevant in the matrix world you’re all living in, it’s also relevant in the film blog world, and ahead of the annual South West London Film Blog Awards (SWLFBA) all of us are trying to up our games. For example, Surbiton Rebel Wilson Fan Club have made a resolution to sing all their reviews, in a way that is Pitch Perfect. However, there is the fear that the Cats got their tongue. EastWemyssFansOfMarvelFilms.com have decided to branch out into Marvel TV series as well, in a low-key attempt to garner support. This blog however won’t change, unless you want it to in which case you can find a suggestion box at http://www.nobodycares.com
2022, and your fifth favourite film blog is back baby. The weather has been freezing and miserable and nobody quite knows what to do as they recover from a post Christmas slump. Me, I’ve been watching films, whether they’ve been great (Tragedy of Macbeth/Ailey/A Hero), okay (Licorice Pizza/The Humans) or awful (The Kings Man/Memoria). I’ve chosen to write about the three films below for a mixture of reasons. All are decent and some are *ahem* fairly different. The ones I don’t write about aren’t bad, it’s just that I really don’t have the time to write about everything I see and I have less to write about them. Besides everything worth seeing is summarised in my top 20 of the year, which is only about 350 days away.
Belfast
Last year, we saw an end to awards season bait. It was a wonderful time where great unique films were being credited over okay feel good ones (hello Green Book). This year signifies a return to normality with the charming Belfast. Buddy is a young boy in 1969 civil-war Belfast. His priorities are watching movies and sitting next to the catholic girl he likes in his class. However, his family, aware of the conflict around them, are worried about keeping him safe and whether they should move away from Belfast. It’s a semi-autobiographical film by Kenneth Brannagh.
As you can tell from the trailer, it’s quite a sweet feel good movie, the sort that will be on BBC2 at 9pm in a couple of years you can watch with your family fairly inoffensively and you’ll all enjoy it. There are a couple of reasons for this. Firstly, it goes for a more innocent balance by using the perspective of young Buddy. The issues around him are ones of a child and not of an adult, although there are some scenes where this is forced and he’s just in the room where there is a conversation.
Secondly, the film looks devine. It didn’t need to be black and white and I don’t think that helps or hinders, but the framing of the shots is spectacular and there were moments where it felt like a piece of art. There is one ambitious early shot, but the camera doesn’t move much otherwise, allowing you to immerse yourself in the simple atmosphere you see, with a wonderfully slow jazz soundtrack taking us through this nervy time.
The films greatest strength is its brilliant supporting cast. Young Jude Hill struggles to hit the high notes of acting, but that’s fine as he’s more of an observer. His on screen parents of Jamie Dornan and Catriona Balfe both play wonderfully conflicted characters, who find this situation is starting to strain their relationship and you totally buy their problems. They’re offset by the more comedic grandparent duo of Ciaran Hinds and Judi Dench, who did make me chuckle multiple times.

This tonal inconsistency between the couples did have a cost though. I never quite felt that I knew what the movie wanted to be. Did it want to be a more mature drama about the family? Did it want to be a comedy with these things in the background? In the end, it decided to try and do both and I felt that it took away from both that it couldn’t find a single tone. I also felt the writing didn’t really allow the characters to develop at all. It was simply one says one thing, the other says the other and everything is sorted out for them. Such a tense situation should see the characters go through something, but it felt a bit fluffy and stagnant, especially when compared to the thematically similar and heart-wrenching Roma.
Summary: Belfast will hit the right buttons for a lot of people with good reason. A strong supporting cast and a beautiful film which remains light enough in a dark conflict, it’s a real crowd pleaser despite it having some flaws in the writing. [Grade: B]
Belfast is in cinemas on 21st January 2021
Photocopier
Following a party with the drama club, computer geek Sur wakes up the next day only to find drunk selfies she didn’t take online. Thanks to Indonesia’s strict anti-drinking morals, she loses her scholarship. However, when thinking back to the party, Sur realises that something isn’t right and the amount she drank wasn’t consistent with what happens as well as her shirt being the wrong the way round. This leads her to try and work out whether her drink was spiked.
This film did get dark at times and worked with that tone well. It was truly captivating in its many twists and turns. The drama club referred to themselves as family, which means standing up for one-another, but menacingly seeming to keep each other safe from accountability. Nobody could be trusted or could ever feel safe in this cult-ish scenario.
Thematically and tonally, this film reminded me of a Bong Joon-Ho piece, albeit without the black humour (which in my opinion is the weakest part of his work anyway). Much like Mother (an essential film if you haven’t seen it), the film looks at the dark world of a crime which obsesses a protagonist. However, it also shows how unfair a society is. Sur isn’t taken as seriously and punished harshly due to being a woman. Furthermore, as a member of a poor family, those with more than her can step over her, leading to everything folding in. The fact she has no money means those in power are easily able to punish her, maintain a status quo and get things their own way.

A well shot and well acted film, I really liked it until the final 20 minutes. I don’t want to spoil the film, but it gets a bit artsy and ridiculous, going for a performative pivotal crescendo instead of something more grounded as we’ve seen so far. The very last scene of the film goes for an interesting tone, which I think is fine, however it may feel jarring against what we’ve seen so far.
Summary: An engaging mystery film with lots of twists and turns, Photocopier is a dark film with noir traits. Barring some missteps towards the end, this at times disturbing film gets a lot right and uses very few clichés to hold up a mirror to a society in denial. [A-]
Photocopier is on Netflix now
Titane (18)
Honestly, most of you probably don’t want to read any further…
So you probably remember the film The Shape Of Water a few years back, the one that won the best picture award. Unfortunately, it’s mainly famous for being the film in which Sally Hawkins did it with the fish dude, right. Well, that’s nothing compared to Titane, where the lead character (final chance to stop reading) has sex with and becomes impregnated by… a car.
The film starts with a young Alexia and her dad in the car. Alexia is being a general nuisance and distracting him while he drives. Bam, car crash and she has a metal plate inserted into her skull. After this she seems a bit too obsessed with cars. Now an adult dancer, one evening she finds a car staring at her, then becomes pregnant with its car baby. Oh yeah, meanwhile, she’s also a serial killer.
This is the part of the film I really didn’t enjoy, revelling in a form of body horror which isn’t my cup of tea. It was like watching A Clockwork Orange in that it was horrible to watch the opening 40 minutes. It was horrifically gory and the sort of thing that probably only Jeremy Clarkson would enjoy watching. The murders were graphically visceral and I was not entertained. The body horror was unapologetic, as the lead character’s stomach starts to split open with the metallic embryo within, while she lactates oil. However, much like the remainder of A Clockwork Orange, I was then sucked in to the direction it took.
After a murder goes wrong, Alexia, now pregnant with baby car, needs to find a way to escape those surrounding her. She cuts her hair, and claims to be a boy called Adrien who was lost ten years ago. The father of Adrien then takes Alexia in, believing her to be Adrien. This facade will then only become more difficult as time goes on, and she rapidly becomes more pregnant with young Mercedes (Ba Dum Tsh).

This second half of the movie was absolutely brilliant. Energetic, tense and crazy, the film really thrives due to the amount of heart in it. It allows us to see characters develop as Alexia has to learn to trust her new father figure, while he has to grow his relationship with this stranger and get the son that he’s been grieving. You’re sat there throughout wondering how much longer Alexia can keep up this facade, however the more intriguing question is whether the father, Vincent, is already aware that this person isn’t his son and whether he is lying for his own benefit. This is where you find the heart of the film.
The movie looks wonderfully at the ideas of masculinity and femininity, subverting common ideas to create hyper-realistic scenes. Alexia’s character hardly fits the stereotypical definitions of the words, either as herself or as Adrien, switching between stereotypical behaviours for both. These ideas are explored in the many beautiful dance scenes this film has, such as this one. Each of these scenes use music, lighting and sound, or lack thereof, to beautiful effect to create a brilliant atmosphere or move the plot on in a wonderfully show-don’t-tell way. If only there was more tell-don’t-show in some of the other moments in this film…
The two leads were absolutely brilliant. Vicnent Lindon as a troubled father brings the soul back into the film, while debut actor (wow) Agathe Rouselle is electric. The cinematography is great, but the writing is what keeps you on the edge. As I say, 30 minutes in, I wasn’t happy, but by the end I was so invested in this father son(/daughter) relationship as I’d watched them grow, I was all in, especially as the story was so unpredictable. Heck, I may have even shed a tear at the end.
Summary: If you can get through the sickeningly visceral body horror that Titane presents, you end up with a fantastically unique beautiful story about two people who find and need one another, even though they are not what each other look for. Full of style, gore, but most importantly heart, this divisive film will make you feel something, if you have a strong enough stomach. [A-]
Titane is in cinemas now

