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The future is NOW!

Phil: Looking for a photo album a couple of days ago, the book Sci-fi Now fell off the shelf. As soon as it hit me (literally) I remembered how much I enjoyed reading it many years ago.

Published in 1978, the pages are basically a list of films, loosely clumped together in genres and commented on by critic Alan Frank. At the time, the big news was the first Star Wars film, which he reckons to be a masterpiece.  I can’t disagree, but even I felt at the time it was given a disproportionate amount of space in the pages, probably just to sell copies.

What I also found were details of dozens of other films that I’d never heard of. In the pre-VHS, at least in our house, land, there was little or no chance of me seeing these obscure and dated films. I could dream though, that and scan the TV listings in case any ever turned up. Remember, these were only 3 channels in the UK back then, so the chances were slim but sometimes I got lucky. The arrival of the slightly arty Channel 4 helped, but the chances are anything would be on so late that I couldn’t watch and get up for school the next day.

Re-reading some of the reviews, I was reminded of the curse of science fiction films – real life catching up with the film-makers imagination. Punching keys to work a computer? Why, when we can just ask Alexa (or Siri or whatever the thing on my phone is called) now.

Worse, how futuristic and distant the year of 2018 must have seemed back in 1978 when the makers of Rollerball chose to set their dystopian world in it.

The future is great, until it starts to look dated.

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Pitch Perfect

Pitch Perfect

Candice: Some times one needs something to cheer one up after a particularly sh*tty day.  Well on Thursday I went to the cinema with my Sis after exactly that kind of day.  She had suggested we saw a film called ‘Pitch Perfect‘, something, when we had seen the trailers, looked like Glee on acid.

The premise of the film is two competing a capella groups within a university.  The year before they had both got to the finals but in the performance the girl’s group had messed up (I wont tell you how in case you go and see it) and got laughed off the stage.  The Boys’ won.

So its freshers week and the girls are trying to recruit new members, to no avail because of their bad rep.  Well of course they get a mish mash of people including our protagonist, a reluctant student who wants to be a DJ and doesn’t really want to get involved in anything.  The boy who catches her eye on arrival joins the boy’s singing group. (really!)

Well after alot of infighting but the group still progressing through the ranks of the competition they come to the final.  By then our female lead has fallen out with the group, her DJing skills are being noticed and she’s fallen for and then broken up with her male counterpart (she’s not allowed to date him due to them being competing groups).

Stuck in the middle of this is the comedy value, otherwise known as Fat Amy.  She calls herself that because “you skinny bitches would call me it behind my back anyway.”  The actress is Rebel Wilson, an Australian stand up Comedienne, and she really added something extra to the film. There are alot of impromptu funny moments, some of which I think Rebel improvised as everyone around her seems somewhat incredulous as to what she is doing!

The Americans have some funny traditions, extreme singing competitions being one, which us Europeans all think are rather strange.  This film wouldnt work if it was just Glee moved to college,  they took the premise and the associated “cheese” and made it much funnier but making the whole film tongue in cheek.

My Sister and I loved it, as did the other two ladies in the cinema (yes there were just four of us). There was lots of genuine laugh out loud moments, something that really made my night.

So I’m not going to tell you what happens in the end but if you are having a shi*ty day too, go and see it now!

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