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Tron Legacy – A Review

December 23, 2010

Women are wary of this movie. One-syllable titles invariably invoke mistrust in girls. Tron – a word that sounds like a laser gun firing – sounds boyish, and boring, if you don’t have balls. The intestinal appeal of the “light-bike”, so central to Tron’s allure, is lost if you don’t instinctively make a “dewww-hrrrr” noise as you imagine it… if your inner-small boy doesn’t yearn to drive in perfectly straight lines, peeling off strips of colour like an outlaw tape dispenser. Tron’s world seems facile and nonsensical to girls. It’s a world dreamt up by boys, for boys, where the twin priorities are fighting and racing. Even the colour scheme is masculine: black and blue and heat-seeking red.
No room for ovaries here.

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Somewhere – A Review

December 12, 2010

It’s hard to give a shit about the rich. The beautiful and the damned don’t stir much sympathy. All the angst of moneyed loneliness seems…slight, when compared to poor and ugly people who feel lonely. Pity should be reserved for people the world shuts out; not those who shun the world’s embrace. No matter how banal your life may seem – if you’re rich – you’re still fretting over it in a five-star hotel, as opposed to a box factory, or the unemployment line. Ennui may be a natural by-product of excess, but you still get to be profligate (with all the fun that entails) before you realise how empty your life is. Sofia Coppola’s new movie, Somewhere, is about the sadness of having everything. Luckily, it’s not as bad as you might think.

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Choose Not To Fall – A Review

December 10, 2010

Parkour is the epitome of panache. Like bungee-jumping, BASE jumping, and all those other extreme sports where men make suicidal leaps to prove their worth, parkour (also known as free-running) emboldens, it makes the heart soar. The name itself is derived from parcours du combatant, the obstacle course French army cadets are required to master as part of basic training. In parkour, the city is an obstacle course, which must be overcome by the most efficient means. Practitioners of parkour are known as traceurs. They’re young and daring, and they scale walls like cats. The short film, Choose Not To Fall (winner of “Best Filminute” at the Filminute 2010 International Film Festival) is about Daniel Ilabaca, traceur par excellence; a Nike-wearing Cyrano de Bergerac.

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