Showing posts with label Britain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Britain. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Vampires, Voodoo, Vixens, Victims

In what might seem something of a departure from the stated specialisations of this blog, a heads up that I'll be interviewing ... errr ... Ingrid Pitt on Resonance 104.4fm. Tune in (or listen online) on Friday 27th at 5pm.

I'm sure that no-one here needs reminding of Ingrid's striking presence in Gothic horrors like The Vampire Lovers and Countess Dracula, as well as The House That Dripped Blood, which she is introducing on Friday 20th as part of the Barbican Cinema's tribute to Amicus (not the old trade union).


Thereafter I'll be returning to the more usual fare.

Here's the trailer for The House That Dripped Blood



Not much Ingrid there, so here's the trailer for Countess Dracula:

Friday, 9 January 2009

Frost/Nixon

I saw Frost/Nixon for the second time the other day (first in the LFF then, on DVD, during a transatlantic holiday) and liked it both times. Of course, in certain circles one isn’t supposed to say that sort of thing because it’s a Ron Howard film but he’s solid enough, though he tends to be at the mercy of his writers: he can’t save A Beautiful Mind but neither can he destroy Frost/Nixon – especially as Sheen and Langella had, through the stage show, essentially been in rehearsal for months. This isn’t the blog for an extensive review (nobody would expect one and I’ve got other things on the burner) but one thing did strike me about Michael Sheen’s portrayal of Frost.

Up to this point Sheen was probably best known for playing Tony Blair in The Deal and The Queen, though his cast of real-life people also includes Kenneth Williams, and he’ll soon be essaying Brian Clough. Incidentally, The Deal's implication that John Smith's chosen successor was Brown and Blair was a usurper put me in mind of how Lenin's will was ignored, but I doubt we'll be seeing Sheen play Stalin any time soon.

In the meantime Sheen found that Frost and Blair share a strangely similar quality: the struggle between a steely will and a child-like desire to be liked.

That’s part of Frost/Nixon’s arc: the superficial playboy chat-show host faces a panward-heading career and possible bankruptcy as no-one wants the interviews that have swallowed a good chunk of his own and his friends’ money. But he pulls himself together and sits up all night doing the research to nail Tricky Dick, saving the day and forging himself a new reputation.

Similarly, Steve Bell famously skewered the young Blair as Bambi, whose radical agenda (if it was ever there) was immediately dropped for fear of scaring the voters. But a few years later the sight of a million people marching down Whitehall did nothing to change his mind. Steve Bell’s description of him as having one angry eye and one smiley one seems to sum that up.



For Blair/Sheen the decisive moment was the death of Princess Diana but for me – and I don’t think this was simply an inability by either Sheen or me to shake off the earlier role - in Frost/Nixon there were definitely some moments featuring a strange chimera: Blast or (more likely) Flair.