There is no doubt in my mind that James Baldwin was one of the most significant writers of the 20th century, and I Am Not Your Negro serves as both a history lesson and an introduction to one of the greatest writers of the 20th century.
Raoul Peck uses an unfinished, 30 page draft of Baldwin’s to envisage the book that he never completed, translating it into film form. Using a mixture of archive footage of Baldwin and footage depicting the civil rights movement, Peck weaves together a history of blackness in America from writer’s often poetic point of view.
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Have you ever been to see a film that everyone in the screening seemed to think was really funny and engaging, while you just sat there bemused and thinking: “this is a bit shite”? Well, that’s how I felt watching Ben Wheatley’s divisive sixth feature Free Fire.
As I looked around the audience in hysterics, I thought, “Is it just me? Am I just a stick in the mud?” I may have laughed once or twice, but it occurred to me that if you crack a hundred jokes, at least two of them are bound to be funny.
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If you look at it solely from the perspective of the mention of the ‘revenge thriller’ in its synopsis, you’d think that this four-hour long, black-and-white Filipino film had very little going for it. In reality, it’s a shining example of how the idea of retribution on screen flourishes in the hands of female protagonists.
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To say that Pablo Larraín has a talent for biographical filmmaking would be an understatement. What he does with the genre is much more interesting than a strict documentation of a person or a period in their life. In Neruda, Larraín’s film about the Chilean poet and politician Pablo Neruda, he takes the skeleton of a biography and twists it into a detective story turned mythological tale; so spellbinding that it seems implausible that it could resemble anything close to the truth.
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If I’ve taken one lesson from Paul Verhoeven’s rape-revenge drama Elle, it would be to never fuck with an angry French woman. I’ve also learned that hunting down your stalker is always done best when wearing killer outfits.
Watching this, the film that has caused shockwaves amongst cinephiles and won its lead actress, Isabelle Huppert, a Golden Globe, I often swung from one extreme of the emotional scale to the other. At one point, I find myself admiring the interiors of a palatial, Parisian home in one scene before being left literally open mouthed in shock at the next.
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Despite the fact that they leave a mark on so many, mass shootings have an air of mystique around them. They create monsters; the kind that are immortalised in TV news broadcasts and Wikipedia pages. Unless we scour for them, we never witness the events that led them to that moment. All that we’re aware of is the brutal hysteria that stems from the act itself.
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Laura (Laura Dern) works as a lawyer, and has been trying to convince her client that this case can’t be won. But after 8 months of hard work, she gives up and suggests a male lawyer who tells the client exactly the same thing. This time the client agrees, proving that sexism is still present.
Gina (Michelle Williams) is barely handling her marriage. She can’t make a connection with her daughter, and the only escape she gets is a morning run and a few drags of the occasional cigarette. Despite this, she keeps denying the existence of all of her problems.
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Day two of Copenhagen Fashion Week started with a presentation from WeAreTheFaces: presentation, an augmented reality collaboration with Copenhagen-based creative studio Wang & Söderström in partnership with art consortium eVRy.one.
Presented at Café Væksthuset, hidden in Copenhagen’s University gardens, the collection was utility wear-heavy, creating a visible contrast between the masculine and feminine.
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Copenhagen Fashion Week started with a bang as the Aalto University of Arts and Design graduate Reea Marie Peltola scooped up the world-renowned Designers’ Nest Prize.
The talent show, which took place at the prestigious Hotel D’Angleterre and was funded by Revolver, showcased the work of a collection of students from seven of the best design schools in the Northern hemisphere, bringing their work from across Iceland, Sweden, Finland and Denmark. They were competing for the coveted prize of 50,000 dk (£5800).
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I’ll be honest. Before I was asked to speak to George Watsky and check out his gig at Glasgow’s King Tuts, I didn’t know a whole lot about the dude. My knowledge was limited to brief online encounters with the quirky American rapper. Once, as that high AF, pale kid that raps at lightning. And again, as that dude who wore the fucking awesome Society Original Products sweatshirt in a video I meandered onto once.
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