ugh the acting ugh the acting take me back
why did we stop making films like this
You notice so much watching this after watching so many horror films these days that it really makes a difference when the film takes its own subject matter seriously - there’s a lot of wacky and pretty funny stuff that goes on but we never get the sense that it’s being played for laughs or is taken as anything less than deadly serious…
There’s something very boogie nights about his - a deep conflict between the passionate attempt to make good art and wanting success above all, whilst usually being painfully far from both. However, like boogie nights, what we are left with at the end is not the films, but the people: the family. We spent the whole time looking at mark, spouting some of the most unbelievably quotable shit ever, only to be hit at the end with the strength of…
watching this in a sold out Bristol cinema on opening night is really the way to go absolute scenes
already as fond of this as I am of most of the others, slots right into the Wallace and gromitverse with just enough to make it new and interesting
Feathers McGraw is top 3 villains of all time
fitting for only the second-ever black directed uk film in 1981, much of Burning an Illusion feels like a desperate expression of black british identity in all its forms, from the pseudo-gentrification of Pat's family, simultaneously imitating and rejecting Thatcher's inherently white 'Britishness', to Del's more grungy, dangerously unsettled community. whilst being a representative film first and foremost, shabazz doesn't portray the issues at the heart of the story (domestic violence, knife crime etc) as inextricably black issues, merely parts…
