A Pub Shoe, Innit?
Tonight's Culture Show on BBC2 featured Mark Kermode playing pool with Danny Boyle, and a trailer for next week when he's going to play darts with Shane Meadows. I hope Michael Winner's getting better, they'll needing him at the fruit machine the week after, I expect.
Why are so many British filmmakers so bad? As fars as true greats go, wll, we've got Edgar Wright and Lynn Ramsey and... Garth Jennings... (of course, how could I forget Garth Jennings... doh!)...
Er... Um... there's always Richard Curtis. How many of you are going to agree with that? I love Curtis, but I know he's not a popular choice amongst bloggers and blog readers.
Some of the greatest directors of all time came from the UK: Alfred Hitchcock, Alexander Mackendrick and Alan Clarke (The Three Als) are amongst the very best from anyplace, at any time. And now?
I suppose there's Terry Gilliam. He's forfeit his US citizenship, so I think we can claim him now.
Maybe the fact that there's almost no film industry in the UK is part of the problem; maybe the fact that the prevailing British film culture is one of imitation is another.
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As I say any time I get the chance, Alan Clarke's ELEPHANT is the best piece of art in any medium, ever, about The Troubles.
Oh, and I see some bastard's defaced Alan Clarke's Wikipedia page, claiming he's working "alongside Keith Chegwin in developing a re-worked script for Chegwins directional debut of A Clockwork Orange. Expected to reach cinemas in late-2008." Hardy har-har, bastards.
Not any more.
Umm...what about Garth Jennings?
Yes, of course. He's not anything other than British. I will edit now.
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