Showing posts with label thriller with brains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thriller with brains. Show all posts
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Roman Polanski's The Ghost
To be honest I hadn't heard of this film until some friends said they'd been to see it and that is was well worth a go. F always wants to read reviews about things, I'm more about just finding out for myself but went with the idea of researching to keep the peace.
Apparently Rotten Tomatoes is a good review site if you are also a bit research intensive (get a life ;) but after trying this, BBC & the Guardian could I find a review, nuh uh. This was when F decided to tell me the Director is actually wanted by the US Government over a child sex charge! So no one wants to write about him, makes sense I guess. He's been wanted for 5 years but ran off to Switzerland to escape arrest and now Monsieur Sarcozy has asked big balls Barak to let him off. I like Sarkozy's ban the burka thing but I'm not sure I get this one. Anyhow decided to do a bit of Wikipedia research, the Wiki never lies (!) turns out he admitted to having sex with a 13 year old, unfortunately I couldn't establish whether he knew she was 13 or if like many a girl in my high school she actually appeared to be 18 or older. Decided that if Pierce and Ewan were willing to give the old chap a go then so would I. After all it's not like I don't listen to Jacko after his wierd thing with what's his name. Bit wierd isn't it with things like that. Anyway, marvellous film, intelligent, real, well shot, amazing characters and a giant step away from phoney American flashy blockbuster. I loved it and would recommend to anyone who loves a good thriller with brains. I'm not sure why but I love the wife character, she was perfect. Intelligent, strong, beautiful in a slightly unasuming way. Crafty yet vunerable in a suffering wife sort of way. For some reason I was really glad she stayed true to herself in terms of dress and behaviour when Brosnan was obvioulsy using Kim Cattrall for more than her PR skills, who wouldn't ; ) She was proud to walk around in a brown dressing gown ( yak! ) and jogging bottoms. Hmm maybe I'm realising why he was cheating. Note to self, throw away baggy, stained light grey jogging bottoms.
See the trailer http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4a1VPwLFjY
(Youtube wouldn't let me embed for some reason, boo hiss!)
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