This article was first published by The National Student on 28th September 2017
Mother! is the least “meh” movie of the year.
I still can’t believe a major studio released this ever, let alone in 2017. Is it flawed? Yes. It’s drowned in metaphor, and its structure is designed in full-on worship of “film-as-allegory”. The subtext doesn’t just become text, it becomes a sledgehammer that smashes you in the face, and proceeds to ask, “do you get it?”*.
The setting and protagonist are scant of mundane details, to a difficult-to-relate-to degree, were it not for the permanent POV of Jennifer Lawrence’s protagonist. She and Javier Bardem’s ‘Him’ are not a warm and loving couple, but neither is it a screaming daggers relationship. The film is also not nearly as tense as it thinks it is, and as delightful as Michelle Pfeiffer’s scenes are, they’re hilariously awkward, not unnerving. Aronofsky doesn’t quite balance his Hitchcockian instincts with his jet-black streak of humour. And, the obscenely bananas finale is cruel beyond the exploitative. This is a horror movie for horror movies.
This article was first published to The Edge on 28th September 2017
We probably don’t give Wolf Alice enough credit for being consistently apparent on Radio 1 playlists. They’re not an easy group to categorise: too ominously moody for the Pop-Rock sold by The 1975, not always raucous enough for the nascent hardcore of Royal Blood crowds, and with surely broader influences than the pleasant power chord pummelling Indie of Catfish And The Bottlemen and Circa Waves. That Visions Of A Life is more experimental, and more varied than their debut is impressive. And if the sacrifice for that is losing the first album’s consistency and new music smell, it’s not a bad deal. Continue reading
This article was first published to The Edge on 22nd September 2017
It’ll be a cliché by the time you read this, but if you disliked Kingsman: The Secret Service, you’ll probably hate The Golden Circle. What made that film so surprising upon its release cannot be replicated, because it was Matthew Vaughn going all in on button-pushing non-winking satire. Repeating the brazen opening, the church sequence, or Pomp and Circumstance fireworks would only have diminishing returns, no matter how laser-pointed the jokes were. The only way to make a sequel that lives up to that watermark is to do something that develops the characters in new directions. That requires a story as finely-tuned as the first’s, which is something The Golden Circle doesn’t even come close to having. Continue reading
This article was first published to The Edge on 18th September 2017
The rising stars of British Indie Pop, the Brighton-based Fickle Friends have gone from strength to strength in the past 12 months – signing a record deal, working with award-winning producer Mike Crossey, playing to 8000 people at Reading & Leeds, and most recently releasing their new EP Glue. Ahead of the band’s October tour and date with Southampton’s Engine Rooms, I spoke to singer Natt Shiner about old songs, new friends, and free booze.
This article was first published to The Edge on 15th September 2017
For all her talk of forbidden fruits, and her own self-defeating willingness to eat them, the musical choices made in ‘Mistakes’ show that Tove Styrke is having way more fun being silly than sexy. Continue reading