Prospective Mondays

A superb week lies ahead. Carpe diem and all that.

Tonight 80s classic Krull is playing as part of Manchester Odeon's Flashback season.

If you fancy watching it with a group, Check out Young Professionals in Manchester. 

If you're a blogger, set Tuesday night aside. 9pm is #bloghour, an opportunity for bloggers to come together and discuss their techniques and trade ideas. The trending topic is the brainchild of the UK Blog Awards, who oversee the discussion. Each week, they will ask 4 questions relating to the act of blogging, and the Twitterati can throw in their ideas and suggestions accordingly. Discussions, encouragements and networking sometimes follows.

At the end of the hour, they ask participants for new questions. I suggested this:

@matthewtuckey fab question Matt! We will include next week.

— UK Blog Awards (@UKBlogAwards) October 13, 2015

And so it will be used! Woop woop! Be on Twitter tomorrow night to get involved.

Wednesday is Back to the Future Day. 21^st October is the day Marty McFly and Dr. “Doc” Emmett Brown traveled to in Back to the Future: Part II. We might not have the hoverboards, extendable baseball bats or hovering food platters, but we do have an obsession with the 80s, (the decade's music, movies, and the trend of 3D have made questionable comebacks) so the movie at least got that right.

I might come into work wearing two ties to see if anyone gets the reference (they won't, and their perception of me as a weird bastard will be reinforced).

Thursday: celebrity chef / MILF Nigella Lawson drops into Waterstones Deansgate to promote her new book, Simply Nigella.

I booked time off for this. Looking forward to it.

To see your event here, tweet me.

Bret Easton Ellis' Work Needs a Good Screen Adaptation

Watched The Canyons, scripted by Bret Easton Ellis, of who's work I'm generally a fan.

It's directed by Paul Schrader (screenwriter of Taxi Driver and Raging Bull), so you would expect a certain level of quality. Unfortunately, it was terrible. Tara (Lindsay Lohan) doesn't realise that her agent or whoever (porn star James Deen) is a psycho, despite him being generally weird and vacant from the outset. Low point- no discernible plot. High point- Lohan's tits. (NSFW, obviously.) Her performance was actually better than I expected, (although she was playing a bit of a fuck-up- i.e. herself) but the rest of the cast were playing characters that were façades to begin with, and bringing that kind of vacancy to life requires a level of subtlety that none of the actors possessed. Watchable, but forgettable.

I later redressed the balance by re-watching The Rules of Attraction, a film based on Ellis' novel of the same name.

An arts college in New England, some time in the 90s (shifted on a decade from the book): an unrequited love triangle emerges to the backdrop of parties, drugs, sex, and dissociation. It received a fair wad of criticism on its release in 2003, and it must have been about a decade since I last watched this film. But it still holds strong as a rollercoaster of a movie and is still by far the best adaptation of Ellis' work, as he himself agrees. 

The screen adaptations of American Psycho and Less Than Zero were let-downs, and The Informers got bad press (I'll check for myself soon). Will somebody in Hollywood now please adapt Glamorama? And please don't fuck it up!

BTW, did I ever mention I met the guy?

Movies by Maths #3

                                   

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