It all feels like a bit of a blur right now but, when rumours first surfaced yesterday that BBC Three would be facing the chop due to a lack of viewing figures and budgetary reasons, I could not help but let out a sigh of relief, as well as a sincerely joyous cheer.
Now that it has been confirmed, I cannot help but get a little giddy.
The original Oldboy is a perennial favourite of mine. A dark, unsettling journey, taut and visceral. I was sceptical as the announcement of the inevitable US remake came out and as the time grew closer and reviews arrived, it seemed my fears were not misplaced. The word was out and the word was bad.
Hank and Jed’s medieval animation, Doraleous and Associates has returned to our screens once more, to save Nudonia and to kill 5-10 minutes of the week.
House of Cards.
This weeks big headline was the return of Netflix original series House of Cards. Last season saw it become one of the most talked about shows of the year, with it impressing everyone up to the POTUS himself, Barack Obama. It is of course unfathomably brilliant, quickfire dialogue and deep scandalous intrigue morph to produce a gripping show, replete with a towering Kevin Spacey performance.
Alexander Payne makes a very specific kind of movie. The majority, not all, are road movies, but beyond that it’s the breezy way he depicts American life that makes a Payne a Payne. Nebraska may just be the most Payne.
So I’m a few days late with this and the internet is already ablaze with True Detective episode 4 praise. It exploded the show beyond its car based, long discussions about life format and into a fearless, fearsome skull cracker. The action within the last six minutes was so scintillating in fact that I rewatched it as soon as it finished.
McConaughey’s caustic, almost shamanic-wise Rust Cohle dove back into his undercover skill set, hung with a gang of meth addled bikers and aided them in the armed robbery of a stash house. It climaxed with a breathless, one take, six minute shot, following Cohle and his meth hazed takedown of said stash house.
So seemingly not content with being a slow burn, endlessly enigmatic and listenable show based on conversation and riveting investigative plotting, True Detective has launched it sights at being the most visceral, cinematic show on TV. At the moment, it’s completely unrivalled.
My tolerance for schlock is high, I think there is an art to a gratifyingly gratuitous film. I also think that there is a very fine scale when in this territory between creating an entertaining picture or a bland, useless one. Nurse 3D manages to succeed in being so self knowingly brutal that it loses all menace and all tension.