Quote of the Day – Graeme Willy

Enjoyable line from the trailer to Greg Mottola’s PAUL, starring Seth Rogen, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost, amongst a whole host of other massive comedic stars. The new poster is online over at Collider.com and the trailer is embedded below. A longer version will be available from tomorrow.

“We’re just a regular couple of guys, walking down the street, with a small cowboy.” – Simon Pegg, PAUL


Fashion, and why we buy in to it.

Here’s a totally irregular post about fashion based purely on random musings (ie. there are no facts to be found here):

A girl talks about what’s ‘in fashion’, whilst a guy talks about what’s ‘cool’ (when they talk about clothing at all). So what’s the difference? Well it strikes me that fashion is determined by the industry. What are the top designers making? What are shops stocking? If high street chains fill their shelves with a certain ‘fashion’ then as sure as day follows night, as sure as eggs is eggs, and as sure as every odd numbered star trek movie is shit, girls will start wearing it, whether it’s what they secretly always wanted or not. Their choices are limited and therefore to a large extent determined by the clothing industry.

Take for example, a quote I just heard, a woman saying: “funny, those jumpers with reindeer’s knitted in are all the rage now, I used to think they were utter tack, but now they’re really trendy, Top Shop’s full of them.”

In contrast, it strikes me that while the industry decides what women wear, men decide what men wear based on what they think is cool or trendy – specifically what they like, rather than what they are encouraged or manipulated to like. Of course, that changes like the wind, and hence mens fashion changes almost as frequently as girls albeit much less drastically, and yet the subtle difference in how that is decided seems significant.

What is especially interesting is how little most women seem to care that what they wear is decided for them. Also ironic, is that despite this fashion model, women are still provided a plethora of shops and clothing options that are unavailable to men. I’m curious to know proportionally how many more shops target women than men for clothing. I suspect there is considerably more to this than just what I’ve summarised above, and this is all speculation, but I just thought I’d put it out there. Food for thought as my brother always says. He’s a moron.

ps. thanks Simon Pegg for the Spaced reference above, and also for your hilarious auto-biography that is my current reading material.

Get Him To The Greek and other tall, tasteless tales

Get Him To The Greek transpired to be as grating and atrocious as I thought it would be. Another ill-conceived comedy that was a waste of time, money and…actually, isn’t wasting time and money bad enough?? I’m hard pressed to decide if Get Him is the worst comedy of the year, or whether it still upstages Hot Tub Time Machine. Despicable as it is, I’m inclined to lean towards the latter.

Russell Brand and Jonah Hill no doubt perform their parts just as the director intended, but Brand appears to spoof himself and Hill, who is so naturally funny it would be an effort for him not to inspire laughter, tries to get by on charisma alone (which is limited in a character who spends the majority of the film vomiting on himself and others).

Speaking of regurgitating shit, Sean Combs is sickeningly awful as Hill’s foul mouthed “fuck” spouting boss, the black man reeling off gangsta homie stereotypes one after the other.

The humour is crass and unoriginal, a rehash of every other tasteless comedy in the past decade. In fact, the only joke in the film is the plot, summed up completely in the tagline/ detailed synopsis: Aaron Green has 72 hours to get a Rock Star from London to L.A.

It’s easy to see why this film reached an audience, it’s about as thick, uninspired and uninteresting as the general population. Sad though, that whilst the Apatow tag has now been associated with so many good or great comedies (think Superbad, Talladega Nights, The 40 Year Old Virgin), his name is also becoming code for: ‘cheap tack slapstick – avoid at all costs’.

Maybe you, like me, attend each of his comedies in the hope that another will be among the levels of comic genius expressed in Freaks and Geeks, or as inspired as Superbad. These days it seems like we’re out of luck. Genuine wit is being pissed away in favour of the school boy toilet humour epitomised by Harry Enfield back in the 90s. It wasn’t funny then and it definitely isn’t now. What we need are more comic pioneers – Simon Pegg, Chris Morris, Steve Coogan, Julian Barratt, Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant, even the K man. (I’ve just realised my list is entirely British…how unintentional. Anyone fancy helping me out with some great US equivalents?)

In the meantime, I’ll settle for more along the lines of The Other Guys – where Ferrell and Wahlberg strike comedy gold, perhaps largely down to director and co-writer, Adam McKay (also the name behind Anchorman). He can start the US list of funnies then…

PS. Even the notoriously negative Peter Bradshaw raves and dollops a full 5*s to The Other Guys – I don’t want to big the man up too far (he chats a lot of shit) but in this instance, he’s not wrong. See his review here.