http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi1358863897
This looks interesting. A little twee perhaps but some great cast.
This looks interesting. A little twee perhaps but some great cast.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Tarsem Singh's Snow White
The first images have been released for the upcoming Snow White by the incredible Director Tarsem Singh. Tarsem Singh's films reach beyond the realms of reality and take you on a magical trip to a Dali-esque parallel universe. If you haven;t seen his work: Check out The Cell or The Fall.
I am counting down to this one:
I am counting down to this one:
Hi. How Are You???
Something happened to me.
Something happened to Pollywood. I can't quite put it into words and that has basically been the problem: I can't seem to be able to put anything into words! I just haven't had the urge or desire to write at all! No words have been written for so long and I almost thought about erasing Pollywood and just forgetting about it.
I have sat down many times after seeing new films and tried to bring myself to write but I just couldn't.
I put it down to tiredness. I put it down to the fact I have seen few movies of late. But none of it made sense.
I am and always will be obsessed with films, even when I am not watching them. I get excited about films, angry about films and sad about films all the time. This is what I usually share on my little blog but alas, of late, I have shared nothing.
It is still a mystery to me but today I watched a film that reminded me how much I love to write Pollywood and how important it is to me to record all my little rantings and ravings.
I am currently working on a show with my new friend and fellow Filmster Cam Eason. We have exchanged film stories, recommended films to watch and I have even read one of his scripts.
Somehow one of our conversations turned to the film 'Shakespeare In Love'. I quickly dismissed the movie, saying I didn't really like it. I recalled it being cheesy and over-acted and particularly didn't like Joseph Fiennes as William Shakespeare
As I said these words I realised that I wasn't telling the truth. I was in fact just grumpy, tired and dismissive.
I loved this film when it came out. It tells the tale of William Shakespeare and how he came to write the most beautiful play of all time 'Romeo and Juliet'.
After disagreeing with Cam, who loved the film. I felt a pang in my heart. I realised that I have become somewhat jaded of late. My romantic, whimsical and always dreaming heart has been a little lost.
All I have been doing lately is working. Usually my work helps to feed my soul. It allows the kid in me to be wowed by the wonder that is film-making. Presently, however, I find myself working on something that doesn't give me much artistic satisfaction at all. I think that it has worn me out a little and I have forgotten how important it is for me to record all the things I love.
I watched Shakepeare In Love again today. I cried as he recited the closing monologue in Romeo and Juliet. I cried when Romeo didn't receive the Friar's message and I cried when William dedicated his following play twelth night to his beloved Viola.
It wasn't cheesy, it was beautiful. I thought Joseph Fiennes was lovely. I felt like a cloud had been lifted and I felt compelled to write this on Pollywood
I have lots of things to tell you. I saw the last Harry Potter for goodness sake! That was a momentous occasion!
So I'm sorry I disappeared. I'm back and I'm as Nerdy as ever.
Something happened to Pollywood. I can't quite put it into words and that has basically been the problem: I can't seem to be able to put anything into words! I just haven't had the urge or desire to write at all! No words have been written for so long and I almost thought about erasing Pollywood and just forgetting about it.
I have sat down many times after seeing new films and tried to bring myself to write but I just couldn't.
I put it down to tiredness. I put it down to the fact I have seen few movies of late. But none of it made sense.
I am and always will be obsessed with films, even when I am not watching them. I get excited about films, angry about films and sad about films all the time. This is what I usually share on my little blog but alas, of late, I have shared nothing.
It is still a mystery to me but today I watched a film that reminded me how much I love to write Pollywood and how important it is to me to record all my little rantings and ravings.
I am currently working on a show with my new friend and fellow Filmster Cam Eason. We have exchanged film stories, recommended films to watch and I have even read one of his scripts.
Somehow one of our conversations turned to the film 'Shakespeare In Love'. I quickly dismissed the movie, saying I didn't really like it. I recalled it being cheesy and over-acted and particularly didn't like Joseph Fiennes as William Shakespeare
As I said these words I realised that I wasn't telling the truth. I was in fact just grumpy, tired and dismissive.
I loved this film when it came out. It tells the tale of William Shakespeare and how he came to write the most beautiful play of all time 'Romeo and Juliet'.
After disagreeing with Cam, who loved the film. I felt a pang in my heart. I realised that I have become somewhat jaded of late. My romantic, whimsical and always dreaming heart has been a little lost.
All I have been doing lately is working. Usually my work helps to feed my soul. It allows the kid in me to be wowed by the wonder that is film-making. Presently, however, I find myself working on something that doesn't give me much artistic satisfaction at all. I think that it has worn me out a little and I have forgotten how important it is for me to record all the things I love.
I watched Shakepeare In Love again today. I cried as he recited the closing monologue in Romeo and Juliet. I cried when Romeo didn't receive the Friar's message and I cried when William dedicated his following play twelth night to his beloved Viola.
It wasn't cheesy, it was beautiful. I thought Joseph Fiennes was lovely. I felt like a cloud had been lifted and I felt compelled to write this on Pollywood
And so I am going to start again. I am going to remind myself every day that my current job will allow me to go to Paris and write my own little film. I am going to remind myself that I am inspired by the films I watch, I am inspired by the people I meet in my job and I am inspired by the man in my life who I love so much
I am going to write as much as I can- even when I'm tired from work.I have lots of things to tell you. I saw the last Harry Potter for goodness sake! That was a momentous occasion!
So I'm sorry I disappeared. I'm back and I'm as Nerdy as ever.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Vincent and Monica.
“Anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn’t be one of them.”
I want you to punish me.
Ohhh I am looking forward to this one. A Dangerous Mind is David Cronenberg's latest film. It is based on the true story of the deteriorating relationship between Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung.
Aside from 'old pouty' lips the cast are amazing: Michael Fassbender, Viggo Mortensen and Vincent Cassel! Eeeeeeeeee. Excited.
http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi3449592857/
Friday, June 24, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
It had to start somewhere.
I can't wait any longer for the new version of Jane Eyre to come out. I just can not wait. It isn't out until August 20 and I'm fed up. I've posted twice about this film.
Next to Steppenwolf, Jane Eyre is quite easily one of my favourite literary characters.
Before I fell in love with Pride and Prejudice and Mr Darcy my Mum introduced me to Jane Eyre. She owned the BBC series on video and we watched it together many times. I used to come home from school and watch it again and again.
Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre portrays the development of a thinking and passionate young woman who's desire for a full life conflicts with her conventionally high morals. Jane suffers much in her younger years. She eventually finds herself working for the incredibly wealthy and incredibly cruel Mr Edward Fairfax Rochester. While Jane is plain and poor, something in her ignites a passion in Mr Rochester that forces him to bury his households secrets. He does not succumb to his passion and instead torments Jane and forces her to flee.
I won't tell you any more but I highly recommend you see it or even better, read it.
Timothy Dalton played Mr Rochester and I clearly remember being both completely terrified of him and completely in love with him.
Like many many girls my first love was Johnny Depp. I remember saving up and buying 2 copies of the TV hits Johnny Depp poster book so I could put up both sides of each page on my wall.
I wallpapered my entire room with his face. I had deeply overwhelming feelings of love (and perhaps even lust) for him. I remember being astounded by his beauty and imagined kissing him over and over.
I would lie in my bed and just imagine him talking to me or smiling at me. I felt a pain in my heart knowing he would never be mine.
In my early teens I experienced an incredibly intense love for a real person, but someone that to this day I have never actually met. My Mum took me to a play. It was Shakespeare's Twelfth Night. The Character Malvolio was played by a teenage actor from a neighbouring high school called Thomas La Hood. It was the first time I had seen Shakespeare done well. I was absolutely smitten.
Shortly after seeing this play I went to stay with my Grandparents on their farm. I would spend my days walking around the garden imagining Thomas La Hood there with me. I would imagine him rescuing me from a storm (ala Jane Austen) and I used to have this recurring vision of him and I kissing in a cave while we sheltered from the rain! Ha! What an absolute goose I am.
Thomas La Hood is actually a good friend of my pal Charlotte's. Only a few years ago she told me that she'd been to Thomas' wedding. I couldn't help but feel like I'd lost my first love. HA!
My obsessions moved to musicians in later years. I was infatuated with Damon Albarn and was so happy when my amazing Mum told me that if I wanted Damon Albarn, I could have him.
Thanks Mum.
In my later years my obsession with film and also with actors is far more professional and far less whimsical.
It is always a lovely feeling to see someone in a film and be carried away by their beauty and talent though isn't it.
Today's teenagers are smitten with the likes of Robert Pattinson, Taylor Lautiner and Zac Efron. I don't think these boys are a patch on my Johnny or my Rochestor or even my Malvolio.
But I understand your hearts you lovely young things.
I hope those boys are hiding in caves with you in your dreams.
xxx
Next to Steppenwolf, Jane Eyre is quite easily one of my favourite literary characters.
Before I fell in love with Pride and Prejudice and Mr Darcy my Mum introduced me to Jane Eyre. She owned the BBC series on video and we watched it together many times. I used to come home from school and watch it again and again.
Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre portrays the development of a thinking and passionate young woman who's desire for a full life conflicts with her conventionally high morals. Jane suffers much in her younger years. She eventually finds herself working for the incredibly wealthy and incredibly cruel Mr Edward Fairfax Rochester. While Jane is plain and poor, something in her ignites a passion in Mr Rochester that forces him to bury his households secrets. He does not succumb to his passion and instead torments Jane and forces her to flee.
I won't tell you any more but I highly recommend you see it or even better, read it.
Timothy Dalton played Mr Rochester and I clearly remember being both completely terrified of him and completely in love with him.
It got me thinking: Isn't is amazing how young you can convince yourself that you are in LOVE with a character or a movie star. I have such vivid memories of loving Mr Rochester with all my heart. He was so cruel, so sinister, and so utterly confounding and yet I was mesmerised by his unattainably.
I felt Jane's pain and desperately wanted him to love her (and me).
I felt Jane's pain and desperately wanted him to love her (and me).
I would have only been about 10-12 when I watched this show but I truly felt I knew what love was. There's something so lovely in that youthful naivety.
Like many many girls my first love was Johnny Depp. I remember saving up and buying 2 copies of the TV hits Johnny Depp poster book so I could put up both sides of each page on my wall.
I wallpapered my entire room with his face. I had deeply overwhelming feelings of love (and perhaps even lust) for him. I remember being astounded by his beauty and imagined kissing him over and over.
I would lie in my bed and just imagine him talking to me or smiling at me. I felt a pain in my heart knowing he would never be mine.
In my early teens I experienced an incredibly intense love for a real person, but someone that to this day I have never actually met. My Mum took me to a play. It was Shakespeare's Twelfth Night. The Character Malvolio was played by a teenage actor from a neighbouring high school called Thomas La Hood. It was the first time I had seen Shakespeare done well. I was absolutely smitten.
Shortly after seeing this play I went to stay with my Grandparents on their farm. I would spend my days walking around the garden imagining Thomas La Hood there with me. I would imagine him rescuing me from a storm (ala Jane Austen) and I used to have this recurring vision of him and I kissing in a cave while we sheltered from the rain! Ha! What an absolute goose I am.
Thomas La Hood is actually a good friend of my pal Charlotte's. Only a few years ago she told me that she'd been to Thomas' wedding. I couldn't help but feel like I'd lost my first love. HA!
My obsessions moved to musicians in later years. I was infatuated with Damon Albarn and was so happy when my amazing Mum told me that if I wanted Damon Albarn, I could have him.
Thanks Mum.
In my later years my obsession with film and also with actors is far more professional and far less whimsical.
It is always a lovely feeling to see someone in a film and be carried away by their beauty and talent though isn't it.
Today's teenagers are smitten with the likes of Robert Pattinson, Taylor Lautiner and Zac Efron. I don't think these boys are a patch on my Johnny or my Rochestor or even my Malvolio.
But I understand your hearts you lovely young things.
I hope those boys are hiding in caves with you in your dreams.
xxx
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