Film review: The Artist is captivating

I was lucky enough to attend a preview of captivating silent film The Artist last night at the lovely Capitol Cinema. There are so many things I love about this film, which surely must win the Oscar for Best Picture. 
  • I loved the costumes – amazing attention to detail and they were absolutely breathtaking.
  • I loved the use of sound – you’ll understand when you see it.
  • I loved the cast – Jean Dujardin is the perfect 1920s movie star. Bérénice Bejo (also Mrs The Director) sparkles and is absolutely gorgeous. I want her wardrobe. She doesn’t have the 1927 silhouette (she has an amazing figure but her arms are too toned for the time in my opinion). John Goodman is great as the cliche movie mogul and James Cromwell was restrained but excellent as the every loyal Clifton. Special mention must go to Uggie, who beats out Tintin’s Snowy for Dog of the Year. The news today is that he’s retired from showbiz but his brother Dash is ready to step up. He has appeared on Graham Norton’s couch and I can’t wait to see that when it gets here.
  • I loved the story, the visuals and the things people said – even silently.

This film will make you fall in love… with film.
 

The Delorean

Twenty five years since Back to the Future. That terrifies me. Anyone else? Its one of the few movies I can remember from childhood along with Bambi and Charlottes Web (both providing shocking introductions to the concept of a loved one dying) and Crocodile Dundee (the movie that reinforced ridiculous Australian stereotypes and script gems like “that’s not a knife”).

I think I’ll always love the BTTF franchise – I remember how incredible it seemed that they’d been able to put the Michael J Fox on screen in three different characters at the same time in the second installment. Now I think about it, I’m kind of disappointed that I still don’t have a hoverboard.