Its hard to think of a TV series with such big hype and success on so few episodes.
Sherlock has become a programme of humungous
One way is even to re-think of Sherlock as individual movies, each following this particular depiction of Arthur Conan Doyle's literary detective figure as he runs through modern day London town solving murders and mysteries with a psychopathic glee on his face.
Its certainly been an impressive showreel for Benedict Cumberbatch, with the actor earning himself plaudits, fanbases and even major Hollywood blockbuster roles (Star Trek and The Hobbit) following this success.
Quite right too. The first two seasons of Sherlock were very impressive, and so you can imagine the revival of his character was much anticipated, not least given he ended the last series faking his own death on the rooftop of St. Bart's Hospital.
So... the big question is how did he do it?
The big revelation of how he faked his own death is a much-delayed one. It seems as though we get an immediate revelation through the use of bungee jumps, a team of prosthetic surgeons to make the corpse of Moriaty look like the corpse of Sherlock and the use of Derren Brown to manipulate Watson into believing Sherlock had just flung himself from the hospital rooftop.
This would be the ultimate cop-out, but this turns out to be a conspiracy from two media individuals getting coffee at the trial that acquitted Sherlock of the events during The Reichenbach Fall. Although Sherlock is still alive, he still finds himself on the road in a much different and more dangerous place - being tortured in a pit in Serbia. His exit instead sees his brother Mycroft (Mark Gatiss) has infiltrated a criminal ring to sneak him out and bring him back to London to help the prevention of a potentially large terrorist attack.
Two years have passed since everyone thought the detective had killed
himself, and in that time, Dr. Watson (Martin Freeman) has grieved,
grown a bizarre moustache, found a woman (Mary Morstan, played by
Freeman's real-life spouse Amanda Abbington) and moved on.
There are plenty of fandom-tempting moments here, which it seems has seen the creators notice the reaction and have fun incorporating it here and there. The wry "I Don't Shave for Sherlock Holmes" routine is probably going to be developed into a t-shirt somewhere, as Mary suggests, while the faint homo-erotic air is embraced by one of the "Sherlock Lives" conspiracy theorists who says that Sherlock and Moriarty laughed and had a kiss after Sherlock flung a fake corpse off the side of the hospital.
While this is also not how Sherlock faked the death, he is still in the mood to try and reunite with John. But Sherlock's return does not impress John, who decides that a number of attempted discussions into the manner of his death-faking were enough to convince him that he should move on anyway.
Stung but not unbowed, Sherlock carries on in his attempts to investigate the possibility of terrorism striking the nation's capital. He arranges for an admirer to accompany him on doing the rounds through a possible lead buried underneath the city and a London Underground employee wondering why a passenger vanished from the last train of the night between Westminster and St. James' Park stations the previous Friday night.
Not helping his attempts to do this is the abduction of John, where is unfairly and unceremoniously shoved under a bonfire outside a church in St. James' Park.
While it turns out to be more relevant towards what could be an overreaching arc, it does at least provide a clue for the inspiration behind the bomb, the location and the rest.
This is more or less the cue to stop the V for Vendetta moment, although rather than Hugo Weaving blowing up Parliament to kill an oppressive government, the Detectives' aim is to stop a terrorist Lord - weirdly - from blowing up the Houses of Parliament during a highly-anticipated vote that will contain all the members of both houses.
This leads to classic "stop the bomb" territory, the surprising moment that Sherlock is stumped on how to prevent the explosion and a touching moment that they realise that this is truly the end. But it then reveals how Sherlock managed to fake his death and leg it.
No revelations about the way here, but it was a surprisingly convincing method. Saying that, the nicer touch is that the full revelation was made in a video recorded with the conspiracy theorist, and the theorist being disappointed in the way he faked his death, who it turns out planted the fake body with the "How I Did It" by Jack the Ripper novel buried beneath the city that transpired not to be a lead.
The fact this is dated after the stop-the-bomb already reveals they're going to stop the bomb, which is down with almost hilarious ease - something Sherlock seems to agree with, given the fact he found an off switch so easily very funny. Not that John agrees, who thinks he has been conned into an emotional situation with Sherlock.
There is a quibble that says that they could be doing a more convincing, more elaborate and much more seemingly-unstoppable event that would take faster pacing to solve. Its certainly, at its heart, not the most convincing terrorist activity ever depicted in fiction.
But the bomb thing is not the most important part of the story, in a way. If anything, just as important is the fact that this episode is about the return and revival of Holmes, and being able to return to his job at hand of being London's premiere detective.
On that basis, it does quite well for itself, and there's plenty of lines to broadcast the fine spectral range that has been coiled together for Cumberbatch's adaptation of one of the literary world's biggest names. The fact he continues to bounce off Watson well is also a plus, and provides scope for our latest trio of episodes.
So... by all means, as you were gentlemen...
4/5
Wednesday, 1 January 2014
Monday, 23 December 2013
2013 - Year in Review
So, in keeping with the fast pace of modern life, it appears we have blinked and 2013 has turned into 2014.
Some years in history leave a bigger mark than others, whether its events of historical or cultural significance that stand out bigger than others. It is certain that 2013 will go down as a big year for a number of people, with a lot taking place that the future will look at as surprisingly significant.
At the very least, 2013 will go down as a more eventual start than 2012, which took a while to get going. The year had barely blinked into life when Britain's news channels were crying foul at the horse meat scandal.
This was mainly played by many for its comedic potential - top marks go to university students that dressed as a pantomime horse and loudly shouted "WHERE'S MY MUM?!?!?!" in the frozen food aisle - but it also provided plenty of thought and comment on food standards.
With banking and political figures taking hits since the start of the global recession in 2007, this duly increased the scope of doubt and agitation at major players in public life. Grumblings had been loud and vocal with the tax-dodging affairs of various banks and high street presences like Vodafone and Starbucks, but this exacerbated the misery and it was only going to get louder as 2013 went on.
January got plenty of mileage out of horse meat but just as it seemed to run out of steam, February provided a whirlwind of stories for media mileage.
Roughly in order, things began in the middle of February when North Korea commenced further nuclear testing. For a nation already ostracised by everyone, this was a bold move. It duly allowed North Korean supreme leader Kim Jung-Un a chance for some fairly by-the-numbers rhetoric about "crushing our neighbours in a sea of holy fire". More or less.
Only a few days later and television news suddenly turned apocalyptic. Mercifully, it was nothing to do with the North Koreans lobbing nukes, which turned out to be a damp squib as expected. Instead, similarly astonishing scenes from Siberia were broadcast of a meteor plummeting from the sky into the ground outside a town, causing scenes of destruction.
February continued another bad year for British politicans, with the UK losing its triple-A credit score. Chancellor George Osborne had an awful year in 2012, ranging from being booed at the Paralympic Games to getting in trouble for trying to dodge the first class fare on trains, and this was duly the icing on the cake of a terrible time of it.
Things improved a little for him when the UK avoided a triple-dip recession, which he duly claimed as a victory in December, but with growth slow at best and still struggling outside London, its questionable how much of a victory it is for people that don't work in banks.
British politics had another terrible year, with the credibility of mainstream politicians continuing its seemingly unstoppable erosion. But while the Tories were the main party to get a kicking in 2012, this time it was Labour who took it in the neck the most. Political sniping, problems with unions and the like meant Ed Miliband's third year in charge was not a comfortable one, and at times it led to the Tories getting an easy ride despite their increasingly ugly polices.
The Liberal Democrats had an easier time of it, but only because they really have now hit rock bottom and nobody cares anymore. The main story for them in 2013 turned out to be the jail term of former cabinet minister Chris Huhne and his ex-wife Vicky Pyrce, who were jailed for a myriad of stupid incidents.
Political apathy led to the rise of UKIP, who were big winners in May's local elections but its questionable how much of an impact, if any, Nigel Farage's party can make. If anything, as the year wore on, the bubble seemed to burst and UKIP began to slide back out of the pitcure.
February hadn't even ended when one of the surprise stories of the year emerged, with the sudden news of the resignation of Pope Benedict XVI - the first pope to voluntarily resign from poping in just under 720 years.
This was particularly interesting given the continuation of the litany of scandals the Catholic Church has found itself pursued by in the early part of the 21st century, and has dealt with poorly. The resignation was officially put down to "ill health" but some people cried conspiracy following 2012's Vatileaks Scandal in Italy, which accused the Catholic Church of corruption and blackmailing.
After a few weeks deliberating, the Vatican people bought in their new Pope, as Pope Francis I took control in early March. This has led to the creation a whole new image for the Church, which has been a lot more human-looking since the Argentine took office, much to the displeasure of the right-wing religious zealots on Fox News.
April saw tragedy strike America, when explosions injured over 260 people at the Boston Marathon. This was duly followed by a manhunt across half of Boston, perhaps not helped by repeatedly inaccurate speculation passing as news on CNN.
Across the Atlantic, Britain took to mourning the death of Margaret Thatcher in a very divided way. This perhaps was in keeping with the character, who divided the nation in spectacular fashion when she was leader - a split that has perhaps never fully healed.
While the media and (most of) the South East took to mourning and eulogising the one-time Prime Minister, the North of England opted to dust off the champagne bottles and begin celebrating. This drew plenty of self-righteous opposition fury and similarly self-righteous defending of these actions. In truth, this divisive celebration felt appropriate for a politician who was loved and hated in equal measure, and who is not really accepted north of Nottingham.
The funeral, by contrast, passed by relatively event-free as the woman was laid to rest to a crowd of well-wishers and PR-hungry Tories.
May was a month of finales for football, with a number of players making their big exit. David Beckham, Michael Owen, Paul Scholes and Jamie Carragher were four of the big players who all ended their stints as sport stars. But no departure captured the public imagination quite like the departure of Sir Alex Ferguson.The Manchester United manager called it a day after 26 years at Old Trafford, and signed off in the traditional style - with a Premiership trophy added to his collection.
How Man U fans wish it didn't end now, given that David Moyes has begun life roughly with a number of defeats against opponents United were beating comfortably and regularly in previous seasons.
The 2013-14 football season, when it began again, is so far proving to be refreshingly unpredictable. While it was easy to predict the ebb and flow at times at the end of the previous year, a whirlwind of managerial changes, new players and more trust in team's attacks means that its been harder to predict results, but its proving more fascinating to watch.
The month ended in much more bleak fashion, when a British soldier was killed in South East London by a man with an axe. With the trial ongoing, reporting on the sorry saga is tricky, but it was certainly a hugely unpleasant sight to see and hear about, and a sight reported in huge detail following a cavalcade of video footage. Three brave women who confronted the killers certainly deserved commendation.
June saw the internet shit hit the fan big time. CIA intelligence contractor Edward Snowden leaked news of the depressingly-huge array of intricate spying techniques. Revelations from this continued in their thousands of files throughout the rest of 2013, along with associated issues including the detention of David Miranda for carrying the files on his laptop on a flight to South America, and the pointless interrogation of Guardian editor Alan Rusbridger by MPs who seemed to be reading a script provided by the Daily Mail.
In terms of the revelations themselves, it is worrying just how far they go in eroding liberties. But its equally bizarre just how little surprised people are, given that it could well be their Facebook, Twitter, Google, Skype and other accounts being monitored.
There have been films that are based on the premise of constant surveillance, and the idea of it has certainly been given legs by various familiar online concepts, such as cookies, Google advertising and even something as humble as your search browser remembering your search history.
Even so, its questionable how much of this spy hardware is actually beneficial to the war on terror. The National Security Agency in the USA admitted it only caught one terror suspect, and its questionable at best if terrorists use Facebook to plan atrocities.
June also saw another huge surprise, as a British tennis player finally won the men's singles tournament at Wimbledon for the first time in 77 years. Andy Murray had come so close to victory in the same field in summer 2012, although he did win Olympic Gold and the US Open later that year. But this time around, the Scotsman secured the victory that Britain had been hoping for.
British sporting happiness would also continue that summer with a win for the British & Irish Lions in Australia, in one of the team's biggest ever wins, and a second successive Brit winner of the Tour de France in the form of Chris Froome. There was also another Ashes victory over Australia, although this would later backfire in a return series Down Under that the Aussies have already won after 3 tests.
Britain had another go at this celebration lark in July, as the world decided the imminent arrival of a new Royal Baby was worth flying thousands of journalist to London and queuing in a strong and surprise heatwave, and providing hour on hour of inane dispatches.
Eventually, Prince George was born on July 22nd, and will undoubtedly not become the first Royal that grows up to live on a council estate with 16 children.
August saw the headlines eventually come to be dominated by one very stupid thing. There had been a minor musical storm over Robin Thicke's Blurred Lines, which would eventually be the year's highest selling individual song despite its extremely questionable lyrical content and the lawsuit from Marvin Gaye's estate about copying his musical style. But at the MTV Video Music Awards at the end of the month, the song's notoriety reached peak exposure thanks to Miley Cyrus, a skin-coloured latex bikini and the "twerk".
This proved to be one of the year's dodgiest and dumbest moments, with acres of trees chopped down for comment on how Miley's influence is harming the new generation. As well as that, it also was a prime example of how much news values have changed, considering it happened on the same weekend as a harrowing chemical weapons attack in Syria yet dominated Twitter and other new-news media for a few days.
The crisis in Syria has been going on since 2011, and has now surpassed the 1,000 days mark. August ended with the shocking news of a massive chemical weapon attack and calls for yet another Middle Eastern war.
But the calls for once were not felt unanimous. While the Americans and French were practically loading the bombers, others felt not so sure it was a good idea considering the recent track record for Middle East intervention has resulted in the destruction of Iraq's political system and a 10-year long conflict in Afghanistan that seems to be ending with the Taliban returning to power.
With these kind of recent failures playing on their minds, the British government surprised everyone by voting not to engage in a conflict. Even more surprisingly, a Russia-led attempt at a peace summit and getting Syrian President Al-Assad to give up all and any chemical weapons he owned.
Similarly peaceful deals were brokered in Iran, which points to hope under the new Iranian President. But the Syria deal was still not playing well with the American leaders that had moved their fingers towards the triggers.
A miserable time for Obama was then further exacerbated in October, when a Republican Party that had spent most of the year blocking all his reforms decided the bet way to fight his signature healthcare policy was a government shutdown after a failure to agree financial policy for 2014.
Ultimately, this backfired more on the Republicans, who ended up giving in and essentially gaining nothing. Not that Obama could toast victory, given that his Obamacare site - the thing the whole charade was centered on - has yet to work properly, with the site subject to repeated glitches and faults in its roll-out.
In Britain, dissatisfaction with politicians was still carrying on. It reached a surreal point in November, when Russell Brand attempted to position himself as a political figurehead and the voice and leader of a revolution.
With faint predictability - this is Britain, after all - he was duly scorned by other comedians and by political figures. But this is as much telling of how little pop culture is willing to go about politicians. For every satire like The Thick of It or The Daily Show, you're more likely to get standalone comedies and dramas about the everyday matter as much.
Brand is probably not going to be the head of any revolution, but its hard to say at face value that he was not reflecting the fact people are increasingly unhappy and annoyed at the political system.
As the year was ending, the news began to get increasingly bleak. September saw the unbelievable horror of the raiding of a shopping centre in Africa by Somalian terrorists, who executed dozens of people, while November was begun with a typhoon in the Philippines, and shocking scenes of cities reduced to rubble.
The Philippines disaster was among a number of horrible natural disasters to take place in 2013, in a year that is now seeing climate change returning to a point of mainstream discussion. Meanwhile, the media in the UK missed the mark badly on their coverage of the Nairobi mall massacre by claiming it was masterminded by the widow of a 7/7 bomber, only for it to be revealed she'd had no involvement.
November and December in the West were dominated by drug stories, which was oddly fitting for a year where marijuana became more and more legal in America. The criminal lawsuit around former aides to Charles Saatchi and Nigella Lawson became a bafflingly huge news topic following revelations that Lawson took coke to cope with her violent husband, while drugs also bought Canadian politics to surprise prominence after Toronto Mayor Rob Ford was caught doing crack, among other increasingly bizarre antics.
Attempts to purchase crack and crystal meth also bought shame to Co-operative Bank chief Paul Flowers at a time his bank was failing. This saga is hardly one to put trust back into the banking system, which still has a poor reputation following the 2008 financial collapse.
Drugs had also provided the basis of one of the unlikeliest TV phenomenons of recent years, as the acclaimed drug-based drama Breaking Bad finished in 2013. This bought to an end to the adventures of school teacher turned drug kingpin Walter White. It also marked a year when streaming became more popular, with the exclusive deal to show Breaking Bad one of the things that made Netflix a major player in TV.
Television had another unusual year, with fading old baggy shows long past their prime cluttering the schedule. The X Factor continued to soldier one despite fewer and fewer people caring, while The Voice was practically dead on arrival. More recently, Homeland continued its plummet from grace, with a show once described as Barack Obama's favourite programme becoming universally despised after its 3rd season climax.
November saw the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who, with the legendary sci-fi hobo in a blue box engaging in an epic adventure that finally filled in some of the gaps between the 8th and 9th Doctors (or is Christopher Eccleston now technically the 10th Doctor?)
It also set up the Christmas special, which will see Matt Smith leave after almost 4 years in the TARDIS. His departure was only confirmed by a leaked e-mail by careless BBC staff, but he will be replaced by Peter Capaldi. The Scot does have potential to be an interesting helmsman, but will sadly not be likely bringing over some of the moods that defined his most famous role as foul-mouthed spin doctor Malcolm Tucker.
Meanwhile, the drug that is technology continued its latest attempts at trying to advance the cause of human kind one expensive and some might say needless innovation at a time. While Apple and Android continued their war of minimally advanced smartphones - this time on the shelves rather than in the courts - in November, Sony and Microsoft launched the Playstation 4 and the XBox One next-gen gaming consoles. The gaming press and general reception has given PS4 a slight advantage, but with neither title's game launches that good, it means it'll take time for a console wars winner to emerge.
Particular proof of the minimal advance is FIFA 14, which isn't quite fully revolutionised. The version that has made it to PS4 has some incredible detail on replays and in cut scenes. But in terms of gameplay, it feels to have made a step backwards from FIFA 13 and the actual main play graphics look no better than the PS3 version of the same game. FIFA 15 may bring an improvement but until then, who knows.
Other entertainment forms struggled. The stellar success of Iron Man 3 and Despicable Me 2 hid the fact 2013 was not as strong a year for cinemas. The likes of Oblivion, World War Z, Man of Steel and Pacific Rim were all much hyped but flattered to deceive at the box office, while comedies such as The World's End and Anchorman 2 were funny but not the home run that their advance reputation suggested.
The music industry stayed in its usual state of flux, with EDM pop acts beginning to lose their lustre. The much anticipated Lady Gaga album turned out to be an uninteresting dud, while the move to disco-inspiration proved to be the winning formula for the much reviled Robin Thicke and the almost-universally adored Daft Punk.
It appears that Beyonce is set to eclipse all in the pop world before her, with the star's surprise album earning rave reviews. Meanwhile, rock enjoyed an odd year, with established acts like Queens of the Stone Age, Arctic Monkeys and Kings of Leon enjoying good album sales but few breakout stars truly emerging.
December then saw the death of Nelson Mandela. The South African President was an inspiration to many figures and his death was a time for the world to mourn the passing of one of the 20th century's most iconic individuals.
This was marked by a funeral week which included a public memorial service at the Soccer City stadium that held the 2010 World Cup Final. Such a venue proved more bizarre moments, with a handshake between Obama and the Cuban President Raul Castro providing attention, along with the odd sight of Obama, David Cameron and the Danish Prime Minister going for a selfie.
All in all, it helped to contribute to the end of a surreal and confusing year in news. 2013 will be marked out for a number of momentous events, and the deaths of some of the 20th century's most iconic political figures. It remains to be seen what 2014 will provide, and this year promises to provide yet more momentous events.
All we can do now is wait for them to happen.
Some years in history leave a bigger mark than others, whether its events of historical or cultural significance that stand out bigger than others. It is certain that 2013 will go down as a big year for a number of people, with a lot taking place that the future will look at as surprisingly significant.
At the very least, 2013 will go down as a more eventual start than 2012, which took a while to get going. The year had barely blinked into life when Britain's news channels were crying foul at the horse meat scandal.
This was mainly played by many for its comedic potential - top marks go to university students that dressed as a pantomime horse and loudly shouted "WHERE'S MY MUM?!?!?!" in the frozen food aisle - but it also provided plenty of thought and comment on food standards.
With banking and political figures taking hits since the start of the global recession in 2007, this duly increased the scope of doubt and agitation at major players in public life. Grumblings had been loud and vocal with the tax-dodging affairs of various banks and high street presences like Vodafone and Starbucks, but this exacerbated the misery and it was only going to get louder as 2013 went on.
January got plenty of mileage out of horse meat but just as it seemed to run out of steam, February provided a whirlwind of stories for media mileage.
Roughly in order, things began in the middle of February when North Korea commenced further nuclear testing. For a nation already ostracised by everyone, this was a bold move. It duly allowed North Korean supreme leader Kim Jung-Un a chance for some fairly by-the-numbers rhetoric about "crushing our neighbours in a sea of holy fire". More or less.
Only a few days later and television news suddenly turned apocalyptic. Mercifully, it was nothing to do with the North Koreans lobbing nukes, which turned out to be a damp squib as expected. Instead, similarly astonishing scenes from Siberia were broadcast of a meteor plummeting from the sky into the ground outside a town, causing scenes of destruction.
February continued another bad year for British politicans, with the UK losing its triple-A credit score. Chancellor George Osborne had an awful year in 2012, ranging from being booed at the Paralympic Games to getting in trouble for trying to dodge the first class fare on trains, and this was duly the icing on the cake of a terrible time of it.
Things improved a little for him when the UK avoided a triple-dip recession, which he duly claimed as a victory in December, but with growth slow at best and still struggling outside London, its questionable how much of a victory it is for people that don't work in banks.
British politics had another terrible year, with the credibility of mainstream politicians continuing its seemingly unstoppable erosion. But while the Tories were the main party to get a kicking in 2012, this time it was Labour who took it in the neck the most. Political sniping, problems with unions and the like meant Ed Miliband's third year in charge was not a comfortable one, and at times it led to the Tories getting an easy ride despite their increasingly ugly polices.
The Liberal Democrats had an easier time of it, but only because they really have now hit rock bottom and nobody cares anymore. The main story for them in 2013 turned out to be the jail term of former cabinet minister Chris Huhne and his ex-wife Vicky Pyrce, who were jailed for a myriad of stupid incidents.
Political apathy led to the rise of UKIP, who were big winners in May's local elections but its questionable how much of an impact, if any, Nigel Farage's party can make. If anything, as the year wore on, the bubble seemed to burst and UKIP began to slide back out of the pitcure.
February hadn't even ended when one of the surprise stories of the year emerged, with the sudden news of the resignation of Pope Benedict XVI - the first pope to voluntarily resign from poping in just under 720 years.
This was particularly interesting given the continuation of the litany of scandals the Catholic Church has found itself pursued by in the early part of the 21st century, and has dealt with poorly. The resignation was officially put down to "ill health" but some people cried conspiracy following 2012's Vatileaks Scandal in Italy, which accused the Catholic Church of corruption and blackmailing.
After a few weeks deliberating, the Vatican people bought in their new Pope, as Pope Francis I took control in early March. This has led to the creation a whole new image for the Church, which has been a lot more human-looking since the Argentine took office, much to the displeasure of the right-wing religious zealots on Fox News.
April saw tragedy strike America, when explosions injured over 260 people at the Boston Marathon. This was duly followed by a manhunt across half of Boston, perhaps not helped by repeatedly inaccurate speculation passing as news on CNN.
Across the Atlantic, Britain took to mourning the death of Margaret Thatcher in a very divided way. This perhaps was in keeping with the character, who divided the nation in spectacular fashion when she was leader - a split that has perhaps never fully healed.
While the media and (most of) the South East took to mourning and eulogising the one-time Prime Minister, the North of England opted to dust off the champagne bottles and begin celebrating. This drew plenty of self-righteous opposition fury and similarly self-righteous defending of these actions. In truth, this divisive celebration felt appropriate for a politician who was loved and hated in equal measure, and who is not really accepted north of Nottingham.
The funeral, by contrast, passed by relatively event-free as the woman was laid to rest to a crowd of well-wishers and PR-hungry Tories.
May was a month of finales for football, with a number of players making their big exit. David Beckham, Michael Owen, Paul Scholes and Jamie Carragher were four of the big players who all ended their stints as sport stars. But no departure captured the public imagination quite like the departure of Sir Alex Ferguson.The Manchester United manager called it a day after 26 years at Old Trafford, and signed off in the traditional style - with a Premiership trophy added to his collection.
How Man U fans wish it didn't end now, given that David Moyes has begun life roughly with a number of defeats against opponents United were beating comfortably and regularly in previous seasons.
The 2013-14 football season, when it began again, is so far proving to be refreshingly unpredictable. While it was easy to predict the ebb and flow at times at the end of the previous year, a whirlwind of managerial changes, new players and more trust in team's attacks means that its been harder to predict results, but its proving more fascinating to watch.
The month ended in much more bleak fashion, when a British soldier was killed in South East London by a man with an axe. With the trial ongoing, reporting on the sorry saga is tricky, but it was certainly a hugely unpleasant sight to see and hear about, and a sight reported in huge detail following a cavalcade of video footage. Three brave women who confronted the killers certainly deserved commendation.
June saw the internet shit hit the fan big time. CIA intelligence contractor Edward Snowden leaked news of the depressingly-huge array of intricate spying techniques. Revelations from this continued in their thousands of files throughout the rest of 2013, along with associated issues including the detention of David Miranda for carrying the files on his laptop on a flight to South America, and the pointless interrogation of Guardian editor Alan Rusbridger by MPs who seemed to be reading a script provided by the Daily Mail.
In terms of the revelations themselves, it is worrying just how far they go in eroding liberties. But its equally bizarre just how little surprised people are, given that it could well be their Facebook, Twitter, Google, Skype and other accounts being monitored.
There have been films that are based on the premise of constant surveillance, and the idea of it has certainly been given legs by various familiar online concepts, such as cookies, Google advertising and even something as humble as your search browser remembering your search history.
Even so, its questionable how much of this spy hardware is actually beneficial to the war on terror. The National Security Agency in the USA admitted it only caught one terror suspect, and its questionable at best if terrorists use Facebook to plan atrocities.
June also saw another huge surprise, as a British tennis player finally won the men's singles tournament at Wimbledon for the first time in 77 years. Andy Murray had come so close to victory in the same field in summer 2012, although he did win Olympic Gold and the US Open later that year. But this time around, the Scotsman secured the victory that Britain had been hoping for.
British sporting happiness would also continue that summer with a win for the British & Irish Lions in Australia, in one of the team's biggest ever wins, and a second successive Brit winner of the Tour de France in the form of Chris Froome. There was also another Ashes victory over Australia, although this would later backfire in a return series Down Under that the Aussies have already won after 3 tests.
Britain had another go at this celebration lark in July, as the world decided the imminent arrival of a new Royal Baby was worth flying thousands of journalist to London and queuing in a strong and surprise heatwave, and providing hour on hour of inane dispatches.
Eventually, Prince George was born on July 22nd, and will undoubtedly not become the first Royal that grows up to live on a council estate with 16 children.
August saw the headlines eventually come to be dominated by one very stupid thing. There had been a minor musical storm over Robin Thicke's Blurred Lines, which would eventually be the year's highest selling individual song despite its extremely questionable lyrical content and the lawsuit from Marvin Gaye's estate about copying his musical style. But at the MTV Video Music Awards at the end of the month, the song's notoriety reached peak exposure thanks to Miley Cyrus, a skin-coloured latex bikini and the "twerk".
This proved to be one of the year's dodgiest and dumbest moments, with acres of trees chopped down for comment on how Miley's influence is harming the new generation. As well as that, it also was a prime example of how much news values have changed, considering it happened on the same weekend as a harrowing chemical weapons attack in Syria yet dominated Twitter and other new-news media for a few days.
The crisis in Syria has been going on since 2011, and has now surpassed the 1,000 days mark. August ended with the shocking news of a massive chemical weapon attack and calls for yet another Middle Eastern war.
But the calls for once were not felt unanimous. While the Americans and French were practically loading the bombers, others felt not so sure it was a good idea considering the recent track record for Middle East intervention has resulted in the destruction of Iraq's political system and a 10-year long conflict in Afghanistan that seems to be ending with the Taliban returning to power.
With these kind of recent failures playing on their minds, the British government surprised everyone by voting not to engage in a conflict. Even more surprisingly, a Russia-led attempt at a peace summit and getting Syrian President Al-Assad to give up all and any chemical weapons he owned.
Similarly peaceful deals were brokered in Iran, which points to hope under the new Iranian President. But the Syria deal was still not playing well with the American leaders that had moved their fingers towards the triggers.
A miserable time for Obama was then further exacerbated in October, when a Republican Party that had spent most of the year blocking all his reforms decided the bet way to fight his signature healthcare policy was a government shutdown after a failure to agree financial policy for 2014.
Ultimately, this backfired more on the Republicans, who ended up giving in and essentially gaining nothing. Not that Obama could toast victory, given that his Obamacare site - the thing the whole charade was centered on - has yet to work properly, with the site subject to repeated glitches and faults in its roll-out.
In Britain, dissatisfaction with politicians was still carrying on. It reached a surreal point in November, when Russell Brand attempted to position himself as a political figurehead and the voice and leader of a revolution.
With faint predictability - this is Britain, after all - he was duly scorned by other comedians and by political figures. But this is as much telling of how little pop culture is willing to go about politicians. For every satire like The Thick of It or The Daily Show, you're more likely to get standalone comedies and dramas about the everyday matter as much.
Brand is probably not going to be the head of any revolution, but its hard to say at face value that he was not reflecting the fact people are increasingly unhappy and annoyed at the political system.
As the year was ending, the news began to get increasingly bleak. September saw the unbelievable horror of the raiding of a shopping centre in Africa by Somalian terrorists, who executed dozens of people, while November was begun with a typhoon in the Philippines, and shocking scenes of cities reduced to rubble.
The Philippines disaster was among a number of horrible natural disasters to take place in 2013, in a year that is now seeing climate change returning to a point of mainstream discussion. Meanwhile, the media in the UK missed the mark badly on their coverage of the Nairobi mall massacre by claiming it was masterminded by the widow of a 7/7 bomber, only for it to be revealed she'd had no involvement.
November and December in the West were dominated by drug stories, which was oddly fitting for a year where marijuana became more and more legal in America. The criminal lawsuit around former aides to Charles Saatchi and Nigella Lawson became a bafflingly huge news topic following revelations that Lawson took coke to cope with her violent husband, while drugs also bought Canadian politics to surprise prominence after Toronto Mayor Rob Ford was caught doing crack, among other increasingly bizarre antics.
Attempts to purchase crack and crystal meth also bought shame to Co-operative Bank chief Paul Flowers at a time his bank was failing. This saga is hardly one to put trust back into the banking system, which still has a poor reputation following the 2008 financial collapse.
Drugs had also provided the basis of one of the unlikeliest TV phenomenons of recent years, as the acclaimed drug-based drama Breaking Bad finished in 2013. This bought to an end to the adventures of school teacher turned drug kingpin Walter White. It also marked a year when streaming became more popular, with the exclusive deal to show Breaking Bad one of the things that made Netflix a major player in TV.
Television had another unusual year, with fading old baggy shows long past their prime cluttering the schedule. The X Factor continued to soldier one despite fewer and fewer people caring, while The Voice was practically dead on arrival. More recently, Homeland continued its plummet from grace, with a show once described as Barack Obama's favourite programme becoming universally despised after its 3rd season climax.
November saw the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who, with the legendary sci-fi hobo in a blue box engaging in an epic adventure that finally filled in some of the gaps between the 8th and 9th Doctors (or is Christopher Eccleston now technically the 10th Doctor?)
It also set up the Christmas special, which will see Matt Smith leave after almost 4 years in the TARDIS. His departure was only confirmed by a leaked e-mail by careless BBC staff, but he will be replaced by Peter Capaldi. The Scot does have potential to be an interesting helmsman, but will sadly not be likely bringing over some of the moods that defined his most famous role as foul-mouthed spin doctor Malcolm Tucker.
Meanwhile, the drug that is technology continued its latest attempts at trying to advance the cause of human kind one expensive and some might say needless innovation at a time. While Apple and Android continued their war of minimally advanced smartphones - this time on the shelves rather than in the courts - in November, Sony and Microsoft launched the Playstation 4 and the XBox One next-gen gaming consoles. The gaming press and general reception has given PS4 a slight advantage, but with neither title's game launches that good, it means it'll take time for a console wars winner to emerge.
Particular proof of the minimal advance is FIFA 14, which isn't quite fully revolutionised. The version that has made it to PS4 has some incredible detail on replays and in cut scenes. But in terms of gameplay, it feels to have made a step backwards from FIFA 13 and the actual main play graphics look no better than the PS3 version of the same game. FIFA 15 may bring an improvement but until then, who knows.
Other entertainment forms struggled. The stellar success of Iron Man 3 and Despicable Me 2 hid the fact 2013 was not as strong a year for cinemas. The likes of Oblivion, World War Z, Man of Steel and Pacific Rim were all much hyped but flattered to deceive at the box office, while comedies such as The World's End and Anchorman 2 were funny but not the home run that their advance reputation suggested.
The music industry stayed in its usual state of flux, with EDM pop acts beginning to lose their lustre. The much anticipated Lady Gaga album turned out to be an uninteresting dud, while the move to disco-inspiration proved to be the winning formula for the much reviled Robin Thicke and the almost-universally adored Daft Punk.
It appears that Beyonce is set to eclipse all in the pop world before her, with the star's surprise album earning rave reviews. Meanwhile, rock enjoyed an odd year, with established acts like Queens of the Stone Age, Arctic Monkeys and Kings of Leon enjoying good album sales but few breakout stars truly emerging.
December then saw the death of Nelson Mandela. The South African President was an inspiration to many figures and his death was a time for the world to mourn the passing of one of the 20th century's most iconic individuals.
This was marked by a funeral week which included a public memorial service at the Soccer City stadium that held the 2010 World Cup Final. Such a venue proved more bizarre moments, with a handshake between Obama and the Cuban President Raul Castro providing attention, along with the odd sight of Obama, David Cameron and the Danish Prime Minister going for a selfie.
All in all, it helped to contribute to the end of a surreal and confusing year in news. 2013 will be marked out for a number of momentous events, and the deaths of some of the 20th century's most iconic political figures. It remains to be seen what 2014 will provide, and this year promises to provide yet more momentous events.
All we can do now is wait for them to happen.
Saturday, 21 December 2013
Anchorman 2: The Legend Continues - Film Review
It is hard to think of a place that has escaped usage of a promotional outlet for this movie.
A litany of real life US news broadcasts, various late-night entertainment shows, duets with Robin Thicke and One Direction, promotions with Tango and Ben & Jerry's, "Great Odin's Raven"-brand Scotch, and even announcements on Virgin Trains services have borne the face, voice and lines from one of the film world's most infamous characters.
In the discussion on the attempts to promote the brand, the makers discussed they wanted saturation. Based in the face of such overwhelming Ron Burgundy promotion, its hard to evade it.
The world of Anchorman 2 is certainly different at first to the world Anchorman 1 created. It begins a few years after the panda birth that ended Ron's time in San Diego local news and sent him to the big time.
Ron (Will Ferrell) and his wife Veronica Corningstone (Christina Applegate) are now big-time anchors for a New York news station. Ron's hero Mack Tannen (Harrison Ford) summons them to his office after a seemingly strong broadcast to announce Veronica as his replacement, and dismisses Ron for his continually poor behaviour.
The resulting friction is enough for Ron to walk out on Veronica and their son Walter (Judah Nelson), and he later re-appears in San Diego fired from the Seaworld centre and botching a suicide attempt. But after this, a corner turns when an agent looks to hire him for the 24-hour Global News Network.
Ron eventually agrees and runs about recruiting the old news gang. Champ (David Koechner) is now in charge of a fried chicken/bat restaurant, Brian (Paul Rudd) is now a celebrity cat photographer and Brick (Steve Carrell) inexplicably shows up at his own funeral convinced he's dead.
Newsteam reassembled, they crash their way back to New York City to find they're in the 2am slot on GNN's launch day. Things then get worse when a fight with GNN primetime anchor Jack Lime (James Marsden) ends in a bet over ratings, with Ron vowing to give up journalism if he loses.
This is the point where the film attempts to be something more than a vehicle for its laugh rate. The first part of the film is content to make a mixture of jokes - some land, some fail, most provide a wry smile at least, but at this point, the film attempts to curate itself as satire of modern news.
Ferrell has form with attempts at satire, having previously attempted goes the loss of Christmas spirit (Elf), corporate finance sharks (The Other Guys), political corruption (The Campaign) and George W. Bush (the one-man Broadway show You're Welcome America). But this feels a lot more closer to its subject because it takes the structure of the first movie and gives it a huger, albeit excessively exaggerated, scope to mirror the failings of the real world news.
Its also no denying that there's a few pot shots in turn for the US networks, with the boss an obvious stab at Rupert Murdoch and a number of views of CNN and Fox News - both much-maligned targets, not least by John Stewart.
Ron's attempt at winning the ratings war is telling people what they want to hear, which leads to sensationalist and absurd news stories at the expense of actual news. But this proves to be success - his project sees huge ratings, he wins the bet, sees his team's formula bumped into a primetime slot and sees a scramble of rival channels to make it his.
The weakest sequence of the film sees Ron fall in love with network chief Linda Jackson (Maegan Good), which leads to a series of uncomfortable and unnecessary race-based humour. This is a weird counterpoint to Brick falling in love with a similarly dim-witted co-worker Chani (Kristen Wiig), which provides some lovably odd moments.
Very much like in the first movie, Brick is a whirlwind of confusing and often astounding lines that often deliver in spades. But his simple presence also provides a poignant moment in the film's trajectory, as Ron shouts at Brick, which leads to an argument that ends in the newsteam deserting Ron and his fame-enhanced ego.
This soon reaches the end of the road, and within months, Ron is a recluse living alone with his dog Baxter in a lighthouse. But soon he has rehabilitated thanks to surgery and the revival of his relationship with Veronica and the long-overdue creation of one with Walter.
This is the strange touch as the film is another comedy attempting a serious narrative about its main hero. But it also incorporates a lot of references to film number one. This is not least near the end, where the legendary Newsteam Fight sequence is expanded exponentially and massively, including a shedload of celebrity cameos and the classically inexplicable acquirement of assorted weapons.
The laughs are not the fresh-out-the-box laughter that number one was. But it feel more an even distribution of amusing laughter, with some bigger gags scattered around when needs be. These usually involve Brick, with the comedic potential of Champ and Brian both fizzling out by the end.
This is not quite legendary, but those who buy into the hype will get enough entertainment and there is plenty that captures enough of the spirit of the first film to sustain amusement in the fate of all the characters. At the end of the day, that should be enough to justify the sequel.
3.5/5
A litany of real life US news broadcasts, various late-night entertainment shows, duets with Robin Thicke and One Direction, promotions with Tango and Ben & Jerry's, "Great Odin's Raven"-brand Scotch, and even announcements on Virgin Trains services have borne the face, voice and lines from one of the film world's most infamous characters.
In the discussion on the attempts to promote the brand, the makers discussed they wanted saturation. Based in the face of such overwhelming Ron Burgundy promotion, its hard to evade it.
The world of Anchorman 2 is certainly different at first to the world Anchorman 1 created. It begins a few years after the panda birth that ended Ron's time in San Diego local news and sent him to the big time.
Ron (Will Ferrell) and his wife Veronica Corningstone (Christina Applegate) are now big-time anchors for a New York news station. Ron's hero Mack Tannen (Harrison Ford) summons them to his office after a seemingly strong broadcast to announce Veronica as his replacement, and dismisses Ron for his continually poor behaviour.
The resulting friction is enough for Ron to walk out on Veronica and their son Walter (Judah Nelson), and he later re-appears in San Diego fired from the Seaworld centre and botching a suicide attempt. But after this, a corner turns when an agent looks to hire him for the 24-hour Global News Network.
Ron eventually agrees and runs about recruiting the old news gang. Champ (David Koechner) is now in charge of a fried chicken/bat restaurant, Brian (Paul Rudd) is now a celebrity cat photographer and Brick (Steve Carrell) inexplicably shows up at his own funeral convinced he's dead.
Newsteam reassembled, they crash their way back to New York City to find they're in the 2am slot on GNN's launch day. Things then get worse when a fight with GNN primetime anchor Jack Lime (James Marsden) ends in a bet over ratings, with Ron vowing to give up journalism if he loses.
This is the point where the film attempts to be something more than a vehicle for its laugh rate. The first part of the film is content to make a mixture of jokes - some land, some fail, most provide a wry smile at least, but at this point, the film attempts to curate itself as satire of modern news.
Ferrell has form with attempts at satire, having previously attempted goes the loss of Christmas spirit (Elf), corporate finance sharks (The Other Guys), political corruption (The Campaign) and George W. Bush (the one-man Broadway show You're Welcome America). But this feels a lot more closer to its subject because it takes the structure of the first movie and gives it a huger, albeit excessively exaggerated, scope to mirror the failings of the real world news.
Its also no denying that there's a few pot shots in turn for the US networks, with the boss an obvious stab at Rupert Murdoch and a number of views of CNN and Fox News - both much-maligned targets, not least by John Stewart.
Ron's attempt at winning the ratings war is telling people what they want to hear, which leads to sensationalist and absurd news stories at the expense of actual news. But this proves to be success - his project sees huge ratings, he wins the bet, sees his team's formula bumped into a primetime slot and sees a scramble of rival channels to make it his.
The weakest sequence of the film sees Ron fall in love with network chief Linda Jackson (Maegan Good), which leads to a series of uncomfortable and unnecessary race-based humour. This is a weird counterpoint to Brick falling in love with a similarly dim-witted co-worker Chani (Kristen Wiig), which provides some lovably odd moments.
Very much like in the first movie, Brick is a whirlwind of confusing and often astounding lines that often deliver in spades. But his simple presence also provides a poignant moment in the film's trajectory, as Ron shouts at Brick, which leads to an argument that ends in the newsteam deserting Ron and his fame-enhanced ego.
This soon reaches the end of the road, and within months, Ron is a recluse living alone with his dog Baxter in a lighthouse. But soon he has rehabilitated thanks to surgery and the revival of his relationship with Veronica and the long-overdue creation of one with Walter.
This is the strange touch as the film is another comedy attempting a serious narrative about its main hero. But it also incorporates a lot of references to film number one. This is not least near the end, where the legendary Newsteam Fight sequence is expanded exponentially and massively, including a shedload of celebrity cameos and the classically inexplicable acquirement of assorted weapons.
The laughs are not the fresh-out-the-box laughter that number one was. But it feel more an even distribution of amusing laughter, with some bigger gags scattered around when needs be. These usually involve Brick, with the comedic potential of Champ and Brian both fizzling out by the end.
This is not quite legendary, but those who buy into the hype will get enough entertainment and there is plenty that captures enough of the spirit of the first film to sustain amusement in the fate of all the characters. At the end of the day, that should be enough to justify the sequel.
3.5/5
Friday, 6 December 2013
South Park: A Song of Ass and Fire Trilogy Review
Season 17 has so far not been the most memorable season for South Park.
A number of undercooked ideas ranging from crossbreeding Yo Gabba Gabba with Miley Cyrus to the halfway-house idea of Kyle being Gandhi in suffering Cartman's farts have dominated most of the series.
Yet somehow, they've pulled a cohesive trilogy among their best efforts in the last few series.
Three episode arcs seem to allow more time for concepts, ideas and stories to breathe than a bog-standard 21 minute episode, and the marriage of Game of Thrones, Black Friday, the Xbox One and PS4 launches and all sorts of other throwaway gags would've been very tricky to squeeze into one episode.
Its a lot of conceptual stuff as well for people who aren't as well-versed in the works of George R. R. Martin, or foreign viewers like us Brits not well acquainted with Black Friday.
Its certainly a brutal US tradition, which sees the day after Thanksgiving devoted to massive reductions in prices at shops. This year was as brutal as ever, with the headline-grabbing incident being a woman tasered in a fight in a Philadelphia shopping mall, as well as shootings, stabbings, pepper spray attacks, mayhem, riots and the like.
In a decade where the increasing commercialism of society has come under fire at more time than any other, this is consumerism in its most brutal and shocking form. Its even more disconcerting that, rather than fully animating it, footage from real Black Friday brawls is used in and amongst the animated battles.
The first two episodes set up the preparations for war. This part is a good set-up, as it establishes the tribe of boys wanting their new consoles and divides them up into two teams united under the flag of one console each - the XBox One army, led by Cartman, and the PS4 Army, led by Stan. There's the divide of them spoken through the shortcomings of each console, and the attempt to assemble teams that can brave the Black Friday bloodshed to get the new gaming console.
The teams are also decked out in the wizard clothing from the much-delayed South Park: Stick of Truth game, which has hit several snags in its long and winding production. In fact, its not out until March next year, having previously had a launch date of December 2012.
There's even a snarky line from the Wizard King Cartman on how a pre-ordering is basically "just committing to paying for something that some assholes in California haven't even finished working on yet." Coincidentally the game pre-order is still on Amazon, for those who fancy committing to paying the South Park Studios for a game yet to be finished.
Anyway, the first part sets up the stakes. There's the mall security staff, including Randy and his attempts to get bargains from the inside, while Butters voices his agitation of Game of Thrones' obsession with penises, and the dividing faction's hopes of the bargains are under threat from people who want the lovably un-PC "Stop Touching Me Elmo" doll.
The set-pieces and humour are impressively crafted, and for GoT fans there is plenty of fun references and use to direct it towards satire.
This continues for part two, which begins with a narration from the now-Princess Kenny is so daft its almost believable, in a similar way to Idris Elba's speech on "cancelling the apocalypse" from Pacific Rim.
Equally bizarre is the recurring skit of the Betrayal Garden, which somehow manages to deliver both on its promise on changing the stakes as in the real thing and amusing gags as Cartman and a man from his bedroom exchange barbs.
The more glacial pace of this episode is better than the "cram-it-all-in", as it helps keep the story building, introduces more elements - Bill Gates' brutal murder of the sole voice of reason aka the Microsoft CEO, George R. R. Martin's penis obsession, Princess Kenny - that keeps things in a bizarre whirlwind of character introduction but still keeping it interesting and funny.
Then, things get even more insane when Princess Kenny is given the full-on anime treatment for one scene near the end of A Song of Ass and Fire and even more during 3rd and final segment Titties and Dragons.
This is not excluding the first episode with a full choir fully blowing up the penis obsession into "Weiner Party!" to the tune and rhythm of the actual Game of Thrones theme tune, in front of an increasingly pissed off Butters and an unwell Scott Malkenson, who have been kept prisoner while George R. R. Martin piles it on.
It maybe overkill for some but for a show largely touted as "sex, blood and dragons" with a lot of emphasis on the former, its fairly accurate. It also allows for the expert "the pizzas are coming and they're gonna be huge!" reference that passes for dragons.
But even so, the wiener stuff is dialled down. Its condensed use in Part 3 is in keeping with the mood and works a lot better in a smaller package (yeah yeah).
The climax is then given a set up early on when the boys decide to work together and hire the Red Robin burger restaurant for a wedding, evoking the Red Wedding concept. However, its not quite the infamous Red Wedding Massacre that Game of Thrones infamously pulled off.
There's no massacre here. But there is a realisation and a set up for the titanic battle between Bill Gates and Sony CEO Kazuo Harai, which is built up on Stan's moment of zen - that this war is just manufactured to whip up hysteria and advertising, and the kids decided they should finish their war themselves. Gates even said as much after killing the voice of reason in Part 2.
In keeping with this bizarre moment, it came after the series of betrayals had culminated in the end of Stan and Kyle, after Kyle made Stan take the fall for Cartman making good on his promise of taking a shit in the Betrayal Garden after another confrontation with the old man.
This was mistaken identity after Randy had somehow become Head of Mall Black Friday Security following a number of deaths. This allowed for a number of great lines about dispensing with characters just as we'd made heavy emotional investment.
It also created more comic betrayal as mall bargain increased - 96% off means a PS4 is $16, or about £10 if we did a similar concept. Plus it allowed a hugely comic scene similar to the White Walkers or for the Walking Dead, as hordes of shoppers awaited to be let in.
After the hordes entered - chopping off George R. R. Martin's weiner in the process - it ended up with the boys alone surrounded by rivers of blood, corpses and loose Stop Touching Me Elmo dolls, all to finally get their hands on XBox One's.
Probably no surprise given the Microsoft console sponsored the middle episode, but even more of a surprise was the realisation that, like in love, the thrill was more in the chase than having the object of desire.
It ended with the most devious double-cross plug, saying "All we need to play is stuff like this stick!" before a cheeky plug for that much-delayed game.
It suitably bought the curtain down a myriad of humorous layers and was a delightful way to end. Maybe South Park should do 3-parters more often if they're always this good...
4.5/5
A number of undercooked ideas ranging from crossbreeding Yo Gabba Gabba with Miley Cyrus to the halfway-house idea of Kyle being Gandhi in suffering Cartman's farts have dominated most of the series.
Yet somehow, they've pulled a cohesive trilogy among their best efforts in the last few series.
Three episode arcs seem to allow more time for concepts, ideas and stories to breathe than a bog-standard 21 minute episode, and the marriage of Game of Thrones, Black Friday, the Xbox One and PS4 launches and all sorts of other throwaway gags would've been very tricky to squeeze into one episode.
Its a lot of conceptual stuff as well for people who aren't as well-versed in the works of George R. R. Martin, or foreign viewers like us Brits not well acquainted with Black Friday.
Its certainly a brutal US tradition, which sees the day after Thanksgiving devoted to massive reductions in prices at shops. This year was as brutal as ever, with the headline-grabbing incident being a woman tasered in a fight in a Philadelphia shopping mall, as well as shootings, stabbings, pepper spray attacks, mayhem, riots and the like.
In a decade where the increasing commercialism of society has come under fire at more time than any other, this is consumerism in its most brutal and shocking form. Its even more disconcerting that, rather than fully animating it, footage from real Black Friday brawls is used in and amongst the animated battles.
The first two episodes set up the preparations for war. This part is a good set-up, as it establishes the tribe of boys wanting their new consoles and divides them up into two teams united under the flag of one console each - the XBox One army, led by Cartman, and the PS4 Army, led by Stan. There's the divide of them spoken through the shortcomings of each console, and the attempt to assemble teams that can brave the Black Friday bloodshed to get the new gaming console.
The teams are also decked out in the wizard clothing from the much-delayed South Park: Stick of Truth game, which has hit several snags in its long and winding production. In fact, its not out until March next year, having previously had a launch date of December 2012.
There's even a snarky line from the Wizard King Cartman on how a pre-ordering is basically "just committing to paying for something that some assholes in California haven't even finished working on yet." Coincidentally the game pre-order is still on Amazon, for those who fancy committing to paying the South Park Studios for a game yet to be finished.
Anyway, the first part sets up the stakes. There's the mall security staff, including Randy and his attempts to get bargains from the inside, while Butters voices his agitation of Game of Thrones' obsession with penises, and the dividing faction's hopes of the bargains are under threat from people who want the lovably un-PC "Stop Touching Me Elmo" doll.
The set-pieces and humour are impressively crafted, and for GoT fans there is plenty of fun references and use to direct it towards satire.
This continues for part two, which begins with a narration from the now-Princess Kenny is so daft its almost believable, in a similar way to Idris Elba's speech on "cancelling the apocalypse" from Pacific Rim.
Equally bizarre is the recurring skit of the Betrayal Garden, which somehow manages to deliver both on its promise on changing the stakes as in the real thing and amusing gags as Cartman and a man from his bedroom exchange barbs.
The more glacial pace of this episode is better than the "cram-it-all-in", as it helps keep the story building, introduces more elements - Bill Gates' brutal murder of the sole voice of reason aka the Microsoft CEO, George R. R. Martin's penis obsession, Princess Kenny - that keeps things in a bizarre whirlwind of character introduction but still keeping it interesting and funny.
Then, things get even more insane when Princess Kenny is given the full-on anime treatment for one scene near the end of A Song of Ass and Fire and even more during 3rd and final segment Titties and Dragons.
This is not excluding the first episode with a full choir fully blowing up the penis obsession into "Weiner Party!" to the tune and rhythm of the actual Game of Thrones theme tune, in front of an increasingly pissed off Butters and an unwell Scott Malkenson, who have been kept prisoner while George R. R. Martin piles it on.
It maybe overkill for some but for a show largely touted as "sex, blood and dragons" with a lot of emphasis on the former, its fairly accurate. It also allows for the expert "the pizzas are coming and they're gonna be huge!" reference that passes for dragons.
But even so, the wiener stuff is dialled down. Its condensed use in Part 3 is in keeping with the mood and works a lot better in a smaller package (yeah yeah).
The climax is then given a set up early on when the boys decide to work together and hire the Red Robin burger restaurant for a wedding, evoking the Red Wedding concept. However, its not quite the infamous Red Wedding Massacre that Game of Thrones infamously pulled off.
There's no massacre here. But there is a realisation and a set up for the titanic battle between Bill Gates and Sony CEO Kazuo Harai, which is built up on Stan's moment of zen - that this war is just manufactured to whip up hysteria and advertising, and the kids decided they should finish their war themselves. Gates even said as much after killing the voice of reason in Part 2.
In keeping with this bizarre moment, it came after the series of betrayals had culminated in the end of Stan and Kyle, after Kyle made Stan take the fall for Cartman making good on his promise of taking a shit in the Betrayal Garden after another confrontation with the old man.
This was mistaken identity after Randy had somehow become Head of Mall Black Friday Security following a number of deaths. This allowed for a number of great lines about dispensing with characters just as we'd made heavy emotional investment.
It also created more comic betrayal as mall bargain increased - 96% off means a PS4 is $16, or about £10 if we did a similar concept. Plus it allowed a hugely comic scene similar to the White Walkers or for the Walking Dead, as hordes of shoppers awaited to be let in.
After the hordes entered - chopping off George R. R. Martin's weiner in the process - it ended up with the boys alone surrounded by rivers of blood, corpses and loose Stop Touching Me Elmo dolls, all to finally get their hands on XBox One's.
Probably no surprise given the Microsoft console sponsored the middle episode, but even more of a surprise was the realisation that, like in love, the thrill was more in the chase than having the object of desire.
It ended with the most devious double-cross plug, saying "All we need to play is stuff like this stick!" before a cheeky plug for that much-delayed game.
It suitably bought the curtain down a myriad of humorous layers and was a delightful way to end. Maybe South Park should do 3-parters more often if they're always this good...
4.5/5
Friday, 29 November 2013
Can Newcastle Maintain Consistency?
For once, November has actually gone quite well for Newcastle United.
The last few seasons have almost been derailed by poor November's. Last season saw a cataclysmic loss of form in November that saw the rug pulled from under the feet of what had seemed to be a reasonable mid-table campaign, while two seasons back, no wins in November was an ultimate contributor to the sacking of Chris Hughton. Even in the 5th place campaign of 2011-12, the team only managed one win in the Bonfire Night month.
So far, three wins in three is a promising November. Equally impressive was the calibre of the opponents for two of these wins, with the team seeing off both Chelsea and Spurs in impressive and committed team displays.
But arguably as important as those three points were three points over Norwich City, which is an important step towards potential consistency given the season has already yielded defeats to Hull City (at home) and Sunderland.
Three points against teams that are likelier to be towards the bottom end of the Premier League are important if you want to stick ahead of them.
Last season the three teams that finished below Newcastle in the Premier League all got at least three points off the Toon Army, while only three teams in the bottom half failed to get a win off Newcastle last season (QPR, Villa and Norwich). Form like this is an indication things will not go in any way well.
What's interesting is the similarity between the two campaigns, with surprisingly similar statistics. 19 goals conceded ahead of the last game of November is similar to the 18 conceded so far this season.
A more clinical eye for goal - 18 to last season's 13 - has helped out. The only real hammering so far this season was the defeat by Manchester City, with the other defeats all being by a one goal margin.
Indeed, the statistics are surprisingly close between last season and the current one. It just so happens to be the month where divergence occurs. Last November saw the season begin to go downhill, with a run of miserable defeats against West Ham, Swansea, Southampton and Stoke turning a reasonable if underwhelming campaign into a relegation battle.
Part of the change in luck was due to Newcastle's horrifically poor luck with injuries. The only key players not to get long term injuries last season were the out-of-form Cheick Tiote, Jonas Gutierrez and Papiss Cisse, and Demba Ba before his move to Chelsea.
But it also appears as though Pardew now has a tactic that works. It also is interesting that the formation works best when previous key options like Hatem Ben Arfa and Cisse are out of the team, with the three wins all seeing the team begin without all of them.
Last season, it seemed Pardew struggled to figure out the right system to place his team into. The similarity of Cisse and Ba meant a partnership between the two was unlikely, while Pardew never seemed to figure out what to do with Ben Arfa.
Evidently, he still doesn't, given HBA now largely occupies a bench role. Not a bad impact sub to have given his major contributions already this season in victories over Fulham and Aston Villa, but still a sub.
Yoann Gouffran is now employed, and to good effect on the left flank as a cover for the surging runs of Davide Santon. But the Frenchman is turning into a key player, with goals against Chelsea and Norwich and an assist at Spurs.
Its questionable if Moussa Sissoko is really a right-winger but for now he seems to have a decent go in the position. Meanwhile, up-top is one Loic Remy, and the French firecracker striker is in top form right now.
Eight goals means Remy is currently behind only Sergio Aguero and Liverpool's Suarez-Sturridge pairing in the scoring charts. The important of the loan signing from QPR cannot be overestimated - Gouffran with 4 and 2 each for Ben Arfa and Yohan Cabaye is the nearest to the player.
It is up to the riding the summer transfer madhouse and the alleged Director of Football to secure his permanent place, but for now his goals are proving a valuable contribution.
Tim Krul is also returning in some valuable displays, which is also much needed after a few poor performances in 2012-13 (something he was not alone for).
His magnificent display pretty much kept Spurs out at White Hart Lane, and vital stops have also yielded further points.
With players and tactics lining up in good harmony, it means that a good consistent run has emerged since the awful derby defeat.
The aim of the game now is to continue something approaching consistency. Further three points against West Bromwich Albion will be a good starting point on this road. The odds however are good for once, with WBA having thrown away victories late on against Chelsea and Villa recently, although a Peter Odemwingie-inspired victory in 2011 means nothing can be taken for granted.
But it appears as though the Toon Army might be approaching something involving consistency and sanity for once. Let us pray it continues...
The last few seasons have almost been derailed by poor November's. Last season saw a cataclysmic loss of form in November that saw the rug pulled from under the feet of what had seemed to be a reasonable mid-table campaign, while two seasons back, no wins in November was an ultimate contributor to the sacking of Chris Hughton. Even in the 5th place campaign of 2011-12, the team only managed one win in the Bonfire Night month.
So far, three wins in three is a promising November. Equally impressive was the calibre of the opponents for two of these wins, with the team seeing off both Chelsea and Spurs in impressive and committed team displays.
But arguably as important as those three points were three points over Norwich City, which is an important step towards potential consistency given the season has already yielded defeats to Hull City (at home) and Sunderland.
Three points against teams that are likelier to be towards the bottom end of the Premier League are important if you want to stick ahead of them.
Last season the three teams that finished below Newcastle in the Premier League all got at least three points off the Toon Army, while only three teams in the bottom half failed to get a win off Newcastle last season (QPR, Villa and Norwich). Form like this is an indication things will not go in any way well.
What's interesting is the similarity between the two campaigns, with surprisingly similar statistics. 19 goals conceded ahead of the last game of November is similar to the 18 conceded so far this season.
A more clinical eye for goal - 18 to last season's 13 - has helped out. The only real hammering so far this season was the defeat by Manchester City, with the other defeats all being by a one goal margin.
Indeed, the statistics are surprisingly close between last season and the current one. It just so happens to be the month where divergence occurs. Last November saw the season begin to go downhill, with a run of miserable defeats against West Ham, Swansea, Southampton and Stoke turning a reasonable if underwhelming campaign into a relegation battle.
Part of the change in luck was due to Newcastle's horrifically poor luck with injuries. The only key players not to get long term injuries last season were the out-of-form Cheick Tiote, Jonas Gutierrez and Papiss Cisse, and Demba Ba before his move to Chelsea.
But it also appears as though Pardew now has a tactic that works. It also is interesting that the formation works best when previous key options like Hatem Ben Arfa and Cisse are out of the team, with the three wins all seeing the team begin without all of them.
Last season, it seemed Pardew struggled to figure out the right system to place his team into. The similarity of Cisse and Ba meant a partnership between the two was unlikely, while Pardew never seemed to figure out what to do with Ben Arfa.
Evidently, he still doesn't, given HBA now largely occupies a bench role. Not a bad impact sub to have given his major contributions already this season in victories over Fulham and Aston Villa, but still a sub.
Yoann Gouffran is now employed, and to good effect on the left flank as a cover for the surging runs of Davide Santon. But the Frenchman is turning into a key player, with goals against Chelsea and Norwich and an assist at Spurs.
Its questionable if Moussa Sissoko is really a right-winger but for now he seems to have a decent go in the position. Meanwhile, up-top is one Loic Remy, and the French firecracker striker is in top form right now.
Eight goals means Remy is currently behind only Sergio Aguero and Liverpool's Suarez-Sturridge pairing in the scoring charts. The important of the loan signing from QPR cannot be overestimated - Gouffran with 4 and 2 each for Ben Arfa and Yohan Cabaye is the nearest to the player.
It is up to the riding the summer transfer madhouse and the alleged Director of Football to secure his permanent place, but for now his goals are proving a valuable contribution.
Tim Krul is also returning in some valuable displays, which is also much needed after a few poor performances in 2012-13 (something he was not alone for).
His magnificent display pretty much kept Spurs out at White Hart Lane, and vital stops have also yielded further points.
With players and tactics lining up in good harmony, it means that a good consistent run has emerged since the awful derby defeat.
The aim of the game now is to continue something approaching consistency. Further three points against West Bromwich Albion will be a good starting point on this road. The odds however are good for once, with WBA having thrown away victories late on against Chelsea and Villa recently, although a Peter Odemwingie-inspired victory in 2011 means nothing can be taken for granted.
But it appears as though the Toon Army might be approaching something involving consistency and sanity for once. Let us pray it continues...
Wednesday, 27 November 2013
The Hunger Games: Catching Fire - Film Review
*CAUTION: This contains a variety of spoilers for The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. People that wish to see it but haven't already shouldn't read ahead if they do not want to spoil it.*
Its safe to say anticipation has been building up for the adaptation of the second book in the Hunger Games franchise.
The advertising campaign has certainly been relentless, with the bow, arrow and face of heroine Katinss Everdeen (Jennifer Lawrence) poking out of buses, giant billboards, television commercials, online advert spaces and baffling promo tie-ins with Subway sandwiches for most of the last few weeks. But this has spun the brand recognition following the huge success that was the original movie, which has given the original a franchise to build on.
The first film was slightly toned down from the relentlessly brutal novel about a future North American nation called Panem, where the kids from its 12 districts are sent into an arena to fight until the death, and for their rulers' amusement in the titular Hunger Games. But it was still a gripping and unsettling piece of film that delivered a superb adaptation of the book.
Three Hunger Games books were written by Suzanne Collins, and the cast involved in this project are already making preparations to film the first part of final level Mockingjay, which will see the film released in exactly one year's time.
But to get there of course, this is the important step towards there. We begin this a few months after the end of the original Hunger Games film, which sees Katinss and Peeta Mellark (Josh Hutcherson) back home in District 12 after surviving the Games in the first film.
They only survived by pulling a trick with nightlock berries and taking advantage of a soft touch game controller that refused to allow them both to die. But although the citizens of the Capitol enjoyed the show, the Capitol's leaders did not so much - no previous Hunger Games has ended with twin victors, and this defiance of the rules of the games has inspired dissatisfied revolutionaries in the districts of Panem.
President Snow of the Capitol (Donald Sutherland) personally visits Katniss to inform her that this cannot lead to revolution and civil war, and so she and Peeta must convince him that they actually are lovers rather than using it as a skit to win the games.
The aim to convince has been faltered by a loss of contact between the two victors, while Katniss seems torn between her fellow victory Peeta and her best friend Gale (Liam Hemsworth). This film certainly gives more light on the "Gale or Peeta" debate fans of the first film seemed to dementedly chew over, which is a change given that the first film given that it - by and large - opted to overlook it for the most part.
Like the first film, the opening few scenes are in the forest with Katniss and Gale. But the thematic shift is indicated from the off, with the scenes in the eerily impressive frost and snow.
The frostiness between Katniss and Peeta has to be shoved aside because, as previously noted, President Snow wants them to convince as lovers and the avenue for this is on the Victory Tour, where they have to go for a parade around the nation. This tour gives an immediate insight to the problem, as an off-key speech leads to executions and a full blown riot after the District 11 natives attempted to show solidarity with the victors.
It all leads to a staged-marriage - if you're going to be in a stage marriage for life, might as well start now - and then a full-blown parade at the President's Mansion, with an opulent feast and vomiting drinks to clear full stomachs - something that disgusts natives of the malnourished District 12.
Following on from this, Snow is unconvinced by their love. With fights and riots ensuing, the devious Snow and his new right-hand man Plutarch Heavensbee (Phillip Seymour Hoffman) decide to make Katniss' life a misery. Increased suppression of the natives sees Gale getting a heavy lashing from the new Peacekeeper's whips, which leaves Katniss' attempt to be a hero ending in a lash across the cheek and on a final warning.
And all this before the nightmare to follow. Unlike the conventional competition, the 75th Hunger Games will be a super-Hunger Games where existing victors will be sent in. This means Katinss is given a guaranteed return to the venue, and so to is Peeta, who volunteers ahead of their mentor Haymitch (Woody Harrelson).
This leads to a reprise of the first movie's build-up, including the ever perky Ceaser Flickermann (Stanley Tucci) and the impressive stylings of Cinna (Lenny Kravitz), who meets an unjust end for his revolutionary fashions.
Cinna's assault and (almost certain) death doesn't help Katinss' state of mind given its the last thing before she is chucked into the lake that forms the basis of the new jungle arena.
Katniss is certainly an intriguingly complex character. Like in the books, there's a myriad of layers to her character, interchanging confidence, survivalism, protector of her family, complete wreck, vengeful and fearful. This is as much the strength of the novel that it has a compellingly unpredictable protagonist. Its equally impressive that, in Lawrence, the film makers have found an actress capable of conveying these emotions - sometimes even simultaneously.
As well as Lawrence, the first film was aided by a wide-ranging cast that provided the nuts and bolts to the story. The majority remain here, for good measure. Haymitch and Effie Trinket (Elizabeth Banks) again do well in a sort of good cop-bad cop routine as Katinss and Peeta's mentors, while a whirlwind of additional tributes are given room to shine. Leading this are new allies Finnick (Sam Claffin) and Johanna (Jena Malone), who give hint at potential for the enlarged role they are likely to receive in the next film.
Just like the first, it also plays into a range of themes. The first book came from the conundrum of the blurring between war and entertainment on media, the motive of entertainment as a distraction from the humdrum of modern society and the elevation of reality TV stars in the global consciousness. Couple this to the dystopia themes of totalitarianism, suppression and deprivation, and attempts to extinguish the spark of a potential revolution, it continues a uniquely apocalyptic piece that neatly flows and sticks together.
Yet despite its wealth of cast members and themes, it seems determined to show off all of them, and as a result of this the film feels a lot longer than the first one, even accounting for the additional 15 minutes of running time. The novel version of Catching Fire was dominated by a slow burn, which gradually shifted through the gears to an almighty series of fizzes and bangs at the end. Although it retains the key beats of the book and the dark atmosphere, the dark build-up contributes to the feeling of a slower narrative.
Nevertheless, it retains the first book where it is to expand the narrative. These skits give Snow most of his airtime, and also contribute to a few additional joining the dots that the first-person style of the book doesn't fill in.
It runs at times concurrent with when they are thrown in the deep end into the arena, full of mutant monkeys, blood rain, poisonous fog, tidal waves, lightning trees and - of course - Career tributes that want them dead.
Following the navigation of this is a series of revelations that point to a surprise climax and a suspense moment that sets up the finely balanced equilibrium for the final part.
Its not quite the short sharp series of shocks that fuelled the first film but as a continuation, it is a good continuation of that debut and a fine adaptation of the second novel in its own right. It certainly sets up the narrative for the third and final book.
So... same time next year?
4/5
Its safe to say anticipation has been building up for the adaptation of the second book in the Hunger Games franchise.
The advertising campaign has certainly been relentless, with the bow, arrow and face of heroine Katinss Everdeen (Jennifer Lawrence) poking out of buses, giant billboards, television commercials, online advert spaces and baffling promo tie-ins with Subway sandwiches for most of the last few weeks. But this has spun the brand recognition following the huge success that was the original movie, which has given the original a franchise to build on.
The first film was slightly toned down from the relentlessly brutal novel about a future North American nation called Panem, where the kids from its 12 districts are sent into an arena to fight until the death, and for their rulers' amusement in the titular Hunger Games. But it was still a gripping and unsettling piece of film that delivered a superb adaptation of the book.
Three Hunger Games books were written by Suzanne Collins, and the cast involved in this project are already making preparations to film the first part of final level Mockingjay, which will see the film released in exactly one year's time.
But to get there of course, this is the important step towards there. We begin this a few months after the end of the original Hunger Games film, which sees Katinss and Peeta Mellark (Josh Hutcherson) back home in District 12 after surviving the Games in the first film.
They only survived by pulling a trick with nightlock berries and taking advantage of a soft touch game controller that refused to allow them both to die. But although the citizens of the Capitol enjoyed the show, the Capitol's leaders did not so much - no previous Hunger Games has ended with twin victors, and this defiance of the rules of the games has inspired dissatisfied revolutionaries in the districts of Panem.
President Snow of the Capitol (Donald Sutherland) personally visits Katniss to inform her that this cannot lead to revolution and civil war, and so she and Peeta must convince him that they actually are lovers rather than using it as a skit to win the games.
The aim to convince has been faltered by a loss of contact between the two victors, while Katniss seems torn between her fellow victory Peeta and her best friend Gale (Liam Hemsworth). This film certainly gives more light on the "Gale or Peeta" debate fans of the first film seemed to dementedly chew over, which is a change given that the first film given that it - by and large - opted to overlook it for the most part.
Like the first film, the opening few scenes are in the forest with Katniss and Gale. But the thematic shift is indicated from the off, with the scenes in the eerily impressive frost and snow.
The frostiness between Katniss and Peeta has to be shoved aside because, as previously noted, President Snow wants them to convince as lovers and the avenue for this is on the Victory Tour, where they have to go for a parade around the nation. This tour gives an immediate insight to the problem, as an off-key speech leads to executions and a full blown riot after the District 11 natives attempted to show solidarity with the victors.
It all leads to a staged-marriage - if you're going to be in a stage marriage for life, might as well start now - and then a full-blown parade at the President's Mansion, with an opulent feast and vomiting drinks to clear full stomachs - something that disgusts natives of the malnourished District 12.
Following on from this, Snow is unconvinced by their love. With fights and riots ensuing, the devious Snow and his new right-hand man Plutarch Heavensbee (Phillip Seymour Hoffman) decide to make Katniss' life a misery. Increased suppression of the natives sees Gale getting a heavy lashing from the new Peacekeeper's whips, which leaves Katniss' attempt to be a hero ending in a lash across the cheek and on a final warning.
And all this before the nightmare to follow. Unlike the conventional competition, the 75th Hunger Games will be a super-Hunger Games where existing victors will be sent in. This means Katinss is given a guaranteed return to the venue, and so to is Peeta, who volunteers ahead of their mentor Haymitch (Woody Harrelson).
This leads to a reprise of the first movie's build-up, including the ever perky Ceaser Flickermann (Stanley Tucci) and the impressive stylings of Cinna (Lenny Kravitz), who meets an unjust end for his revolutionary fashions.
Cinna's assault and (almost certain) death doesn't help Katinss' state of mind given its the last thing before she is chucked into the lake that forms the basis of the new jungle arena.
Katniss is certainly an intriguingly complex character. Like in the books, there's a myriad of layers to her character, interchanging confidence, survivalism, protector of her family, complete wreck, vengeful and fearful. This is as much the strength of the novel that it has a compellingly unpredictable protagonist. Its equally impressive that, in Lawrence, the film makers have found an actress capable of conveying these emotions - sometimes even simultaneously.
As well as Lawrence, the first film was aided by a wide-ranging cast that provided the nuts and bolts to the story. The majority remain here, for good measure. Haymitch and Effie Trinket (Elizabeth Banks) again do well in a sort of good cop-bad cop routine as Katinss and Peeta's mentors, while a whirlwind of additional tributes are given room to shine. Leading this are new allies Finnick (Sam Claffin) and Johanna (Jena Malone), who give hint at potential for the enlarged role they are likely to receive in the next film.
Just like the first, it also plays into a range of themes. The first book came from the conundrum of the blurring between war and entertainment on media, the motive of entertainment as a distraction from the humdrum of modern society and the elevation of reality TV stars in the global consciousness. Couple this to the dystopia themes of totalitarianism, suppression and deprivation, and attempts to extinguish the spark of a potential revolution, it continues a uniquely apocalyptic piece that neatly flows and sticks together.
Yet despite its wealth of cast members and themes, it seems determined to show off all of them, and as a result of this the film feels a lot longer than the first one, even accounting for the additional 15 minutes of running time. The novel version of Catching Fire was dominated by a slow burn, which gradually shifted through the gears to an almighty series of fizzes and bangs at the end. Although it retains the key beats of the book and the dark atmosphere, the dark build-up contributes to the feeling of a slower narrative.
Nevertheless, it retains the first book where it is to expand the narrative. These skits give Snow most of his airtime, and also contribute to a few additional joining the dots that the first-person style of the book doesn't fill in.
It runs at times concurrent with when they are thrown in the deep end into the arena, full of mutant monkeys, blood rain, poisonous fog, tidal waves, lightning trees and - of course - Career tributes that want them dead.
Following the navigation of this is a series of revelations that point to a surprise climax and a suspense moment that sets up the finely balanced equilibrium for the final part.
Its not quite the short sharp series of shocks that fuelled the first film but as a continuation, it is a good continuation of that debut and a fine adaptation of the second novel in its own right. It certainly sets up the narrative for the third and final book.
So... same time next year?
4/5
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
The Killers: Direct Hits - Album Review
Its fair to say The Killers have had a fairly successful time in the ten years since their first UK shows some ten years or so ago.
Its almost surreal to see the evolution. Way back in September 2003, The Killers were a small band of Las Vegas indie rockers with a handful of tunes, some dreams and aspirations as they landed in England for their first ever shows.
Now, in 2013, they are a stadium-straddling band armed to the teeth with hits. Their return to these shores included a 13 date sell-out UK tour, all sort of headline festival shows and, biggest of all, a sell-out show to over 70,000 at Wembley Stadium.
Yet things did seem easier back in those heady days when Mr. Brightside was the anthem for those in the know rather than the stadium indie crowd. The band are going back on hiatus, with two members clearly tired after the Battle Born World Tour, which has taken the band to length and breadth of the globe several times over.
The band's hiatus was confirmed by Brandon Flowers himself, with the singer announcing he will spend 2014 recording his second solo record - the follow up to 2010's Flamingo.
Its as yet unknown if drummer Ronnie Vannucci will follow up with his own second solo LP, but its likely that these, a live DVD and the memories will tie people over until The Killers' fifth album appears, most likely in 2016.
The Killers have also decided a way to tie things over is to do a greatest hits compilation.
Its debatable how necessary it is - most fans will still have copies of their albums, and all the tunes on here.
For a newcomer, on the other hand, its certainly one hell of a way to introduce yourself. Track One is Mr. Brightside, which remains as pure a pop-rock earworm as it did when it first appeared way back in the 2000s.
Still the hits fall like confetti. Somebody Told Me, Smile Like You Mean It and All These Things That I've Done are delightful confections from Hot Fuss, and then it gives way to the power of Sam's Town-era hits like When You Were Young.
The first real sign of anything resembling a drop is when The Way It Was appears - a reasonable song on record not quite as good as the live version, or as some of its compatriots on the album. But even before then there's the stone-cold brilliance of songs like Human, Spaceman and Runaways to keep things rocking.
But its not the inclusion of this that's the problem, and nor is it the inclusion of two brand new songs that aren't quite the tone-cold knockouts at the front of the disc.
Shot at the Night is certainly a powerful song after repeat listens. It benefits as much from its power hook of a chorus, built up on synthesisers and spindly guitars, but at first the cut doesn't measure up.
The song is produced by M83's Anthony Gonzalez, and there are certainly elements of the M83 mega-hit Midnight City lurking in this song. But it is lacking a certain... something.
Meanwhile, Just Another Girl - the final tune on the normal edition, although three extra songs lurk on a special edition - is a puzzle. An interesting puzzle at that one, mind.
The song is a strangely calibrated tune that crosses various lines between country, rock and pop and its certainly a nice cocktail musically. But lyrically, it really does not go anywhere beyond a full-on straight-up tale, and it doesn't feel quite right.
Anyway, the new ones are decent enough, if not quite the A-list tunes.
But that's not the problem with Direct Hits. The main problem is quite simply the question: "Is it strictly necessary?"
If you have the albums already, you can just download the new songs and have this record already.
Its an impressive documentation of a career that has proceeded at electric pace, but as a necessary must-own for Killers fans, maybe not so much.
Personally, bring on the Battle Born Tour DVD instead.
3.5/5
Its almost surreal to see the evolution. Way back in September 2003, The Killers were a small band of Las Vegas indie rockers with a handful of tunes, some dreams and aspirations as they landed in England for their first ever shows.
Now, in 2013, they are a stadium-straddling band armed to the teeth with hits. Their return to these shores included a 13 date sell-out UK tour, all sort of headline festival shows and, biggest of all, a sell-out show to over 70,000 at Wembley Stadium.
Yet things did seem easier back in those heady days when Mr. Brightside was the anthem for those in the know rather than the stadium indie crowd. The band are going back on hiatus, with two members clearly tired after the Battle Born World Tour, which has taken the band to length and breadth of the globe several times over.
The band's hiatus was confirmed by Brandon Flowers himself, with the singer announcing he will spend 2014 recording his second solo record - the follow up to 2010's Flamingo.
Its as yet unknown if drummer Ronnie Vannucci will follow up with his own second solo LP, but its likely that these, a live DVD and the memories will tie people over until The Killers' fifth album appears, most likely in 2016.
The Killers have also decided a way to tie things over is to do a greatest hits compilation.
Its debatable how necessary it is - most fans will still have copies of their albums, and all the tunes on here.
For a newcomer, on the other hand, its certainly one hell of a way to introduce yourself. Track One is Mr. Brightside, which remains as pure a pop-rock earworm as it did when it first appeared way back in the 2000s.
Still the hits fall like confetti. Somebody Told Me, Smile Like You Mean It and All These Things That I've Done are delightful confections from Hot Fuss, and then it gives way to the power of Sam's Town-era hits like When You Were Young.
The first real sign of anything resembling a drop is when The Way It Was appears - a reasonable song on record not quite as good as the live version, or as some of its compatriots on the album. But even before then there's the stone-cold brilliance of songs like Human, Spaceman and Runaways to keep things rocking.
But its not the inclusion of this that's the problem, and nor is it the inclusion of two brand new songs that aren't quite the tone-cold knockouts at the front of the disc.
Shot at the Night is certainly a powerful song after repeat listens. It benefits as much from its power hook of a chorus, built up on synthesisers and spindly guitars, but at first the cut doesn't measure up.
The song is produced by M83's Anthony Gonzalez, and there are certainly elements of the M83 mega-hit Midnight City lurking in this song. But it is lacking a certain... something.
Meanwhile, Just Another Girl - the final tune on the normal edition, although three extra songs lurk on a special edition - is a puzzle. An interesting puzzle at that one, mind.
The song is a strangely calibrated tune that crosses various lines between country, rock and pop and its certainly a nice cocktail musically. But lyrically, it really does not go anywhere beyond a full-on straight-up tale, and it doesn't feel quite right.
Anyway, the new ones are decent enough, if not quite the A-list tunes.
But that's not the problem with Direct Hits. The main problem is quite simply the question: "Is it strictly necessary?"
If you have the albums already, you can just download the new songs and have this record already.
Its an impressive documentation of a career that has proceeded at electric pace, but as a necessary must-own for Killers fans, maybe not so much.
Personally, bring on the Battle Born Tour DVD instead.
3.5/5
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