Film Review: Hard Candy

November 22, 2009 at 3:25 pm | In Drama, Movies | 8 Comments

Whilst accidentally browsing for something to watch due to having a bout of insomnia (darn flu!) I came across the movie Hard Candy starring Ellen Page, who you’ll probably recognise as being from the movie “Juno”.

Hard Candy revolves around Hayley (Ellen Page), a 14 year old girl and Jeff (Patrick Wilson) a photographer, whom she meets offline after chatting to him for a few weeks. They decide to meet up in a coffee shop and amongst some light and blatantly flirtatious and sexually suggestive banter, Jeff takes her home to his flat under the guise of listening to a CD. They chat and mull over some fruit juice laden with vodka. Jeff begins to become disoriented and passes out. This is where the action begins. He wakes up finding himself bound to a chair.

Hayley suspects Jeff to be a paedophile and from hereon in subjects him to physical as well as psychological torture in order to expose him. She’s a self-appointed vigilante-  “I am every little girl you ever watched, touched, hurt, screwed, killed.”

There is alot of dialogue used and sometimes its hard to understand and hear what’s been said. However despite this, the movie is fast paced and throughout it you wonder whether Hayley is slightly deranged as Jeff seems like such a pleasant guy and not unlike the sexual predator who grooms underage girls that Hayley makes him out to be.

The most excruciating scene is when Hayley decides Jeff needs to be castrated and begins to prep him for the surgical intervention complete with sutures, an ice pack to numb the area and gloves. This is just one of the methods she uses to purge a confession out of Jeff who protests his innocence and pleads with Hayley to get therapy.

She refuses to believe him and turns his flat upside looking for any pieces of evidence which point to his paedophilia. Eventually she finds a safe and opens it to discover a photo of a girl who has been missing. The story also involves his love interest, Janelle, who he still pines for despite breaking up with her for a number of years. Hayley uses Janelle to get to Jeff, playing mind games with knowing his soft spot for her.

Eventually she threatens to expose him by claiming his attempt to molest her to Janelle if he doesn’t hang himself. With Janelle arriving to the flat under the premise of an incident having occurred (call made by Hayley),  Jeff panics and admits he didnt kill the missing girl but his colleague did and he’d give her his name.But Hayley’s already been there and presumably subjected him to the same series of psychological torture leading to his eventual death. She re-assures him of clearing all evidences of his paedophilia after his death so his love interest Janelle would never know.

But she leaves all the photo’s out in the open. And flee’s.

One thing I wasn’t completely sure of was why was Hayleys’s threat of exposing him to Janelle actually matter to him? After all being a photographer meant he would come across girls of all ages as part of his profression so he could conjure up a number of reasons for why he had photo’s up on his wall.

Aside from that, it’s a movie that will make you squirm and at times feel sympathy for Jeff until you realise Hayley was right all along.

Returning to Squalor

February 26, 2009 at 1:40 pm | In Media, Movies | 5 Comments

There is much being made of the return of Slumdog child star heroes to India. Much adulations, excitement, fervour, love, affection and celebrations are bestowed on them. They look incredibly bewildered as to what to do or how to behave in/with their overnight celebrity status.

I admit whilst browsing through the photographs at the Guardianfeelings of joy and a mellow warmth at the attention the Indian public was giving to these children.

But that soon wore off after acknowleding their fame, as wonderful as it may be, is very shortlived.

I wonder, will their lives have really changed at all? Have they been cruelly given a glimpse into a life full of opportunities, of comfortable living, of wealth and all the glory it brings in a world such as this,  a potentially good future only to be snatched away due to its temporary high nature as with everything else that fleetingly derives public and media attention is plonked onto a pedestal until public fascination ceases or something more interesting and attention worthy arrives? Is their destiny ultimately resigned to living life back in the slums amidst the squalor and poverty?

So unethical.

It’s like stealing candy from a child. Perhaps it was better for them not to have had the window of opportunity, to not have had the glimpse into a life they can only savour from afar.

Slumdog Millionaire: A Review

February 5, 2009 at 6:58 pm | In Culture, Drama, Family, Life, Media, Men, Movies, Society, Women | 20 Comments


Slumdog Millionaire is a movie adaptation of the book Q & A by Vikas Swarup.  It revolves around Jamal and his brother Salim, who grow up in the Juhu area of Mumbai. Jamal (played by Skins Dev Patel) and Salim are raised by their mother and are slumdwellers, inhabiting tin shacks and living in poor conditions, poor housing coupled with lack of sanitation and utilities such as water and electricity.

The movie begins with Jamal as a contestant on the show Who Wants To Be A Millionaire and within reach of winning 2 Crore when he is arrested on suspicion of cheating and duped into a police vehicle by the envious host of the show played by Anil Kapoor.

Jamal is questioned about his ability of answering the questions on the show accurately – after all if he didn’t cheat how else would a slumdog get them all correct, when even literate individuals would find difficult to answer? Jamal then relates the interconnected stories behind the scaling questions – his life experiences, his hopes, aspirations, troubles, joys and tribulations and plays off the complicated, endearing, dangerous and ironic relationship between women, money, family and status. Slumdog Millionaire is an ingenious tale about remarkable coincidences.

I found Jamal to be an endearing character, soft andof a  sensitive nature in comparison to Salim who although was fond of his younger brother felt he was a hinderance and held him back from achieving the goal of being “someone” and “something”- someone with authority, power, and money even if all this was begotten through ill gains. Salim is best described as a hard character and Jamal soft – which given the climate and environment which the brothers grew up in and the hard knocks experienced in life would provide Salim with the advantage in the race for survival and Jamal as floppy and gullible.

Upon becoming orphans after Hindu’s stormed the Muslim dominant tinshacks and violently attacked the slum residents including their mother, Jamal and Salim come across Latika – a girl from their slum- and Jamal takes her under his wing. Jamal’s affection for Latika strains his relationship with Salim who views her as deadweight and a burden which unnecessarily Jamal wishes to pull along.

One more than one occassion Salim gets rid of Latika – by letting go of her hand aboard a travelling train when running away from the beggars ringleader from gouging out Jamal’s eyes in an attempt to profit from transforming him into a melodic singing blind beggar as was the fate for one of their peers, to pawning her off to the slum’s now wealthy gangster in exchange for working as part of his gangster ring – only for Jamal to painstakingly seek her out again. Eventually Salim succeeds and Jamal is left on his own. Jamal is often found fighting with Salim over Latika, Salim’s bossy nature and constant reminder of “being the elder” in an attempt to assert authority silences Jamal into giving into his brothers orders and hoping he is concerned about their welfare rather than just his own aspirations of revelling in having a name, power and status.

Jamal’s concern with Latika spans much of his youth and his intentions for appearing on the TV show were to attract Latika in the hope she would be in touch. Eventually Salim performs the noble act of aiding Latika’s escape from the gangsters clutches, at the unfortunate fate of being murdered by his co-gangsters for the betrayal. Latika and Jamal reunite, with Jamal as a winner of the show (does he ever find out Salim’s noble act resulted in his death?) and Salim, act as redemption for his sins.

Watch the movie if you can. You will enjoy it.

Your Rafi Tune

August 9, 2008 at 5:39 pm | In Culture, Just for Fun, Learning, Life, Movies, Society | 14 Comments

For those in tune (pun intended) with Indian music, Mohammed Rafi (Late) is a well known and much loved personality. His voice is often described to be velvety and rich. Despite being of the “remix generation” I quite enjoy Mr Rafi’s tunes, alongside Kishore Kumar’s and Mukesh who were also popular playback singers from the 50’s to 70’s.

One of Mr Rafi’s tunes is always played at desi weddings, what that song is I will let the readers (you all!) take a wild guess! It sends the women into wailing banshee mode.

Sonu Nigam has recently re-sang Mohammed Rafi’s songs, alongside with the Birmingham Symphony Orchestra giving him a helping hand.

Which of Mr Rafi’s tunes do you enjoy?

Sweeney Todd: The Movie

January 26, 2008 at 10:04 pm | In Culture, Drama, Movies | 11 Comments

 

If anyone is thinking of going to watch Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street then I must advise you not to eat before you go.

You definitely will not have an appetite after the movie either!

Johnny Depp looks good even in his pseudo goth look!  Maybe I’m slightly biased since he harbours a special place in my heart :D  I suppose what I mistake for goth, was infact a tired, haggard look. Sweeny Todd looked an awful lot like Edward Scissorhands I thought

 

 I loved the outfits worn by Helena Bonham Carter (above), especially the skirts. The corset/basque tops weren’t too bad either. I might get myself a similar outfit…

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