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There is something about the 1947-49 period of Ealing production that speaks to the renewed and widened sense of purpose that Michael Balcon wrote about in the post-war period. The Loves of Joanna Godden sits confidently alongside other projects.
Over the last few months I've reviewed a number of events put together by the people at Secret Cinema - large scale, visual productions carried out ov...
This smorgasbord of stories explores love's dark underbelly. The author kickstarts the collection with a riotous story about a tiger in a zoo which falls in love with its keeper. In a frenzy of passion, it commits an act that sets off a series of events in which, after escaping from captivity, it kills a baby and a woman in the most guileless, unintentional manner.
I said in my original blog about Cannes to expect the unexpected at the film festival. Well, who would have thought that Ronan Keating would be here for a film and that torrential rain would dampen the spirits of everyone at the festival - including Ronan?
With most interviews you're either talking to the actual real-life human being or their alter ego, which is actually more common than you'd think. A lot of A-listers in particular seem to come across like they're acting in interviews and just reciting a script given to them by their publicist. But with the comedy TV host Keith Lemon, I feel like I'm interviewing both him and his creator Leigh Francis and I struggle to understand which person I'm talking to.
In a passionate plea, Alan Partridge once shouted at his confused guests "Stop getting Bond wrong!" Skyfall looks like it's going to fulfil this demand and more besides - so for the 50th anniversary of the martini lover can Mendes manage to pull out the best Bond since Goldeneye?
The first semi-final at Eurovision 2012 takes place on May 22. To help you decide which country deserves your televote, I'm reviewing some of this year's most talked-about entries. Today's acts include Roman Lob--a German heartthrob singing a song composed by Jamie Cullum--and Valentina Monetta--a woman from San Marino who waxes and wanes on cyber-sex.
It was a rather traumatic start to Day Two in Cannes. I wasn't sure if it was the lack of sleep (already) or the early 8am trip to the cinema. But as I sat down to watch Jacques Audiard's Rust & Bone, I had no idea of the emotional wreck I'd become exactly two hours later.
When I first saw She-Monkeys at last year's BFI London Film Festival I was impressed with the pace, structure and mood of this story, which escalates from adolescent drama to psychological thriller.
Cannes has a few aces up its sleeves this year. Brad Pitt will be in town to premiere Killing Them Softly slap bang in the middle of the festival which will no doubt cause a flurry of media interest - "Will Angelina come? Will she do that leg thing again? Will they have engagement rings on? Do they fart and if they do, do their pumps smell of roses?"
If you thought the UK premiere of Enda Walsh's one-man play Misterman would drown in the National's cavernous Lyttelton Theatre, you'd be wrong. Clearly aware of the space he has to fill, Cillian Murphy has already inhabited every nook of the divided stage and thrown oil drums into the crannies he's missed before the first five minutes are up.
I am not entirely sure whether to be pleased or depressed that the latest Britain's Got Talent sensation, Jonathan and Charlotte, are becoming such a phenomenon. On the one hand, it partially proves the theory that there is an enormous untapped appetite for opera (or operatic-like noises) in the UK.
Ealing's eighth film after Michael Balcon's arrival at the studio is one of those that is permanently stuck in the debate over what makes a film 'Ealing-esque' or, indeed, what makes a comedy an Ealing comedy?
After watching Out of the Clouds, I am ready to declare that the unsung hero of the 1950s stretch of my Ealing marathon is currently Sid James.
A dancing dog, ballroom dancers, opera stars and a Welsh choir. Who's next to make Saturdays Final?... let's find out, it's semi final number three.
Apparently asking your manager if they have a strategy is a fireable offence, while being a complete chaotic mess is heartily encouraged. That's the message we took away from Wednesday's episode of the Apprentice, anyway.
