I never really got the fuss about Edgar Wright, until I met Baby. He can add choreographer to the acting, writing and directing credits.
I am one of those people who is extremely affected by and drawn to colour. Yet I think I’ve only become aware of this recently through exploring my own creative practice and reflecting on how I experience art.
A decent spy thriller set against the backdrop of Japanese occupied Korea in the 1920s. At times I found it a little difficult to follow the intricacies of the plot, I think as a result of my own lack of knowledge about the time and context in which it was set.
This is a piece of theatre. You could be forgiven for thinking you were watching a National Theatre Live screening. It’s probably a result of the relatively fixed staging – I can only recall a couple of scenes that weren’t either in the house or the yard.
Since The Passion of the Christ I have come to expect to be challenged by films directed by Mel Gibson. The first half of Hacksaw Ridge lulled me into a false sense of security. We see Desmond Doss tackling the challenges of a childhood with a drunk for a dad, growing into an upstanding member of the community and falling in love. It was hard not to get swept away in the romance of it but I knew war was coming.