It’s almost Halloween. That means gorging on candy and gorging on gore, ergo, a marathon of horror movies. It has often been said that female horror characters are a bit – for want of a better word – sucky. But that doesn’t mean they all play to the stereotype of the damsel in distress. Here […]
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5 of the best Coppola Girl style moments
Oh, Sofia queen of style. Anyone who’s ever watched a Sofia Coppola film will know the director’s inimitable ability to ooze effortless style. Sofia set the bar high with dreamy directorial debut The Virgin Suicides and then she just kept on going with the likes of Lost in Translation, The Bling Ring and most recently […]
Wild Women Do – The Pretty Woman Inspired Outfit
I have been watching Pretty Woman for so many years I don’t even remember the first time. I’m pretty sure I didn’t understand what was going on when I first watched it as a child, but something in it captivated me. It was probably Julia Roberts, she definitely has that effect. Anyhow, as dated as […]
The Lisbon Sister – The Virgin Suicides inspired look
I first found The Virgin Suicides when I was about 16. For some reason, I’ve always been drawn to the macabre (I grew up listening to Radiohead), and I was entranced by the dreamy, romantic vision of these five sisters and their beautifully sad story. Although it was the first feature for director Sofia Coppola, […]
The Monday Muse. 3 hours and 58 minutes.
My Sunday was spent grappling with 3 hours and 58 minutes of film history. As the sun was lost to the horizon and the light disappeared from the room, my tenacity was finally greeted with the line I had been waiting for. Eight of the most iconic words to be written since The Lumière brothers started this crazy craze […]
Blue.
Blue. Whilst giving my poet’s brain some dozing time this weekend, I am looking to two of my wordsmith heroes and pilfering their greatness for my post. From one of the masters of verse, W. H Auden, comes the poem ‘Funeral Blues’, which I first heard as a ten year old that, for some reason, after having taped it […]
Sing.
Another day, another free-writing challenge, this time inspired by three stellar pieces of music that my ears were most certainly seized by… David Bowie – Magic Dance Sitting against a sofa of worn orange corduroy. I’m looking into Mr Bowie’s mismatched eyes and feeling a chilled flurry envelop me. Having just seconds ago metamorphosed from […]
Day 76.
Often I wonder if I should work within a cocoon of blank walls to dissuade my daydreaming eyes. As the film world has its sights on Cannes, today’s reveries have been directed at whispers of a week spent six years ago at the film festival, an experience that has been etched on my soul evermore… […]
Day 54.
I find it beyond the bounds of possibility to pick a favourite film. One title rolls off the tongue whilst simultaneously my brain interrupts with a throng of others, and I find myself endlessly listing potential masterpieces. Hence the creation of the film wall… Alternate movie posters depicting some of the finest filmic hours some […]