REVIEW | Katy Perry: Part of Me
This is a fun movie. Sure it’s PR propaganda that never paints Katy Perry in a bad light whether in conceiving her ‘art’, her family history or the eventual downfall of her marriage, but it’s fun all the same. If you’re not a fan of her music then you might find it hard going what with large amounts of live footage carefully chosen to represent the topic being discussed at that time, but if you don’t like her music then why the heckings would you watch the movie or even read this? There are a few moments that teeter on becoming moving, mostly those occurring in the aftermath of the relationship breakdown, but, if you’re a cynical bastard like me, you’ll find even the cuter, more natural scenes somewhat manipulative as you know that they would not paint Katy in a bad light so how do you know the difference between a genuine nice moment and a falsified one? Regardless, while this doesn’t quite manage to be a documentary in my eyes, I had a good, fun time with it.
Oh and the 3D is exactly what you would expect from it, purely there for firing foam canons and the like at the screen. I enjoyed it a great deal as, while I like the technology being used to create depth, I bloody love big balls coming at my face.
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REVIEW | Joyful Noise
It’s hard to find moments in this film that are palatable. If it’s not some sub-Sister Act gospel crap that, unsurprisingly, gets too religious too quick, then it’s them singing some sub-Glee pap made even worse by those singing it being uggos in comparison to the Glee kids. In between all of the far too sincere bellowing we get a succession of sassy one-liners with a few storylines pinned on them. The kids aren’t hot, the songs aren’t cool and are played in their entireties, and the screenplay seems amateur as fuck. Much like LOL however, I found myself laughing at the shitness far too often for me to see it as a contender for my ten worst of the year.
Instead we should all just forget that this exists.
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STREAMER | The Runaways
Currently available via Lovefilm Instant
This film succeeded purely in wanting me to listen to some scuzzy punk rock. Possibly some of The Runaways or Joan Jett but probably only as part of a playlist of that genre. I didn’t need to sit through 100 minutes to get that feeling though, I was already tempted to shut the film off and revert to Spotify about ten minutes in and it doesn’t get any better. In fact it does purely because this film feels really fucking stupid and clichéd until they form the band and then it just feels clichéd and kind of stupid.
I can totally understand why Kristen Stewart and Dakota Fanning agreed to take these roles because there are a shortage of strong female leads in cinema, especially for those in their teens, but they are never given the opportunity to convince. The narrative seems rushed and never allows moments to build so, for example, when the band turn against Fanning’s Cherie Currie it happens abruptly and seems a little unwarranted. Perhaps they could have spent more time on these character and narrative developments and cut one of the fifty odd scenes of Michael Shannon mincing it up with the girls telling them to ‘think with their cocks’ or ‘you’ll get eaten up on that stage if you don’t act like a guy.’
And that’s the films other problem, The Runaways were an all-girl group in a music scene that, even today, is predominately filled with guys and so it’s not hard to get that point across but instead they hammer it home (for example the moment when Stewart’s Jett leaves a guitar practice where she is told that ‘girls don’t play electric guitars’ and she is shown walking away soundtracked by ‘It’s A Man’s World’) and yet simultaneously never seem to comment on it enough.
If you like scuzzy punk and you don’t mind some historical inaccuracies in order to not cloud the story then this might appeal to you. I’m not against either of those and still didn’t exactly like it.