When it comes to ghosts, sometimes a little haunting is necessary. Some deaths are so sad, so horrible, a haunting is required so people don’t forget. Sicilian Ghost Story is such a reminder, telling the tale of Giuseppe, a boy murdered by the Mafia back in 1996. It’s a true story with no joy, no hope, and so, here we are with such things to give a little love to a lingering spirit. It’s Pan’s Labyrinth meets The Fault In Our Stars. A horrific sounding mix. Continue reading →
Pin Cushion, a nice thing to have if you like your arts & crafts, but you wouldn’t want to be the equivalent of one, right? Right. Unfortunately for some there is no escaping being a human pin cushion, as this very film portrays with such intensity, you can feel each and every prick. Meet the fucked up Lady Bird, the British Welcome To The Dollhouse, and the fantasies fellow pun cushions may share.
July saw the city of Manchester celebrate all things sax, with the jazz festival taking place throughout the month, across various venues and bars, as if the innards of Matt & Phreds had leaked out into the streets. You could almost smell the muzak.
Independent cinema Home deal largely in movies, and so through July they put on a number of movies about classic jazz players, from Django to Sun Ra to get into the spirit of the yearly fest. Space is the Place is about the latter musician, and what can I say? Space most certainly is the place.
Thirteen years in Incredibles years equates to about five minutes, for that’s how much time has passed between the two movies. To think how eternally young we’d be in animated form. To think. Without ageing up our fantastic five, another dose of family values awaits, this time with added baby talk. And lasers.