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Month: July 2007 (Page 2 of 4)

a double feature

Last night Big Friendly and I and our friends R and E did a movie double feature with food in between at Cavendish. Walking to the Ster Kinekor at around 5pm was a bit of an eye opener for me and Big Friendly. The hordes. And mainly children. Hectic. We are just not mall jaulers, or big shoppers for that matter.

So first up was Die Hard 4.0. The stunts and special effects were phenomenal. But that (and Bruce Willis I imagine) was where they spent their money and there obviously was not a penny left over for a supporting cast of any talent. The baddies were all totally naf. Half of them only spoke a European language, which was weird since they were spoken to in English, and none of them could act much. In fact, other than Bruce and his little side-kick, everyone was awful and pretty useless. It was a pity. I think we would have given a damn with a Dennis Hopper Maniac or a Christopher Walken Crazy. Maybe it would have helped if the main baddie (who was supposed to be an ultimate hacker/ex security expert) actually did a tiny bit of hacking or even keyboard action instead of just barking out the instructions. “Open the blah blah!” “Get into the blah blah!” “Connect to the blah blah!” If he was so good and clever why did he need all the Europeans? And a whole van of computer operators who needed to get taken out every five minutes? even so, the movie was fun. Just, going to see a 5.30 show at Cavendish is tweenie hell on toast. Just before the movie began, a trail of about twelve identically clad tweenies bounced into the movie house and spread themselves through the front rows. Not one of those children watched the movie. The played with their cell phones. They spoke loudly and swopped seats. They did this erratic clapping thing. And they kept on leaving the movie house. Up and down the stairs from the front row. Always two at a time. Back and forth. Loudly. You have no idea.

R had booked us a table at Primi Piatti for the hour’s break in between movies. The hell continued there. They didn’t have our booking. They did find us a table, but the place was insane! Loud, packed, crazy and hectic. We tried to order as fast as we could, and then we waited. And waited. And asked. And nagged. The food came just after 8.45. We had 15 minutes to gobble and go! Primi shall always be one of my favourite breakfast spots, that’s all.

Back to the movie house for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Would you believe that 10 minutes into the movie I discovered that someone had left a huge wadge of chewing gum on my seat? So, I spent the rest of the movie with the cellophane from Big Friendly’s cigarette pack between my arse and the seat! Big Friendly doesn’t agree with me at all, but I think this Harry Potter movie is the best one so far. It’s great that the kids are growing up, and their performances are developed and layered. They are becoming great little actors, which really helps. The rest of the cast are fantastic, although Big Friendly is right, we don’t see enough of Snape (Alan Rickman) and Mc Gonnagal (Maggie Smith). None the less, I though the effects were great, the style gloomy and dark, and the angst a wonderful combination of teenage stuff and hectic battle of good and evil. I thought it was great!

I missed a lot of the Missing Links

Off Big friendly and I went last night to the first show of a very short run of The Missing Links by stand-up comic Mark Sampson at the Baxter Concert Hall. We had both to gird our loins a bit; stand-up is not a favourite for either of us.

I know Mark and his wife Sam, which was just as well, since the email I had received from the Baxter offering me free tickets to which I had responded in the affirmative, and the next one with instructions about where to collect them had failed to translate into actual tickets with my name on them. Luckily Sam was at the ticket table and she scrambled to find me a pair belonging to a no-show. But honestly Baxter marketing! What’s the point of offering tickets and then not making them available. It was embarrassing for me and for Sam.

The show started 15 minutes late, which was a bit of a pain. The Missing Links is a great idea, and a well-researched concept. And to our relief, it was not strictly stand-up. The basic train of thought follows man’s journey from monkey to modern man over the last 6 million years and it is compared to the journey from Cape Town to the Sterkfontein caves outside of Jozi; if you were to travel on the N1 in a taxi. It’s a good idea. It’s also a feel-good idea, linking all men and women, the entire human race, regardless of colour, geography, hair style or body type, together. We are told (unfortunately far too many times) that we are all in fact 52nd cousins to each other.

Mark starts off really well. I (who seldom laughs out loud in stand-up) chuckled a few times. His set up is good and his outline of the journey and where we are going is clear and cute. But much of the show’s exposition is also its meat, so he never departs from the role of explainer. Which after an hour can become tiresome. Especially when there is still a whole half an hour more.

The story is better and braver than the jokes. It is a difficult task marrying lecture/dem with stand-up. Gaetan Shmidt succeeded brilliantly in The Dog’s Bollocks because he is such a good physical performer. Mark could have used a director with a crack-whip and huge shears. I am entirely convinced that if the show was condensed into an hour, and all the repetition was cut out, it would be tighter, cheekier and much funnier. The audience around me, who were generally full of appreciation, couldn’t wait to leave after an hour and a half. I say, rather keep them hanging for more.

a lekker ding

I know I always say this, but having a goodie show at TheatreSports is just the bees’ knees. Last night was our first show since coming back from Grahamstown and I must admit I was a bit nervous – I wasn’t sure that we were going to have an audience at all. But, the Cape Town South Easter swept in a motley crew of around 30 people, and we had a whale of a time. Nicole and Nicholas performed the best “Two Player Letter” I have ever seen. It was hard to believe they were making it up as they went along. We also had a new member-in-training last night! Our musician Sigrun had her brand new seeing-eye dog with her last night and he behaved impecably. I think he might have been a bit of an upstager though. He is so beautiful.

So armed with everything good I look forward to playing at Kalk Bay tonight.

a little bit of ts for the soul

Tonight we return to TheatreSports at the Intimate and tomorrow we’re back at Kalk Bay. I hope we have been sorely missed in CT and that the hordes will be thronging at the door. I’m looking forward to jumping up and down actually. Yay for me. Yay for us!

The Ballad of Dina

Graham sent this to me, a friend of his found it. And just when I was despairing. So, just that has made it something. Check it out. It’s a lament/review for SOHAR and it is wonderful.

Pan’s Labyrinth

I must admit to being a bit theatred out, so we went to the movies instead. Big Friendly and I have just come back from the Labia and Pan’s Labyrinth. And we were both blown away. It’s the kind of movie that reminds you that even the hugest visions are possible if you have a good story.

The styling was superb – dark, gloomy, grainy and deeply magical. The war was gruesome and agonisingly realistically portrayed. The performances are all brilliant. The music is haunting. The special effects are not Mission Impossible but who cares? And the magical realism took me back to a childhood filled with terrible possibility. I think the best part was the complete avoidance of the neat ending, the holy wood resolution.

It’s going to stay with me for a long time.

Big Friendly is on it’s official website and we’re listening to the music as I type. Apparently, the title is actually The Labyrinth of the Faun, not Pan.

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