Showing posts with label Toa Fraser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toa Fraser. Show all posts
Monday, 27 May 2013
Small is beautiful
I'm beginning to think that if you want a worthwhile movie, you have to go small. No shit, Sherlock, you may say, but I am quite a fan of Hollywood blockbusters - the kind of movie where you sit front and centre and let the experience take you like Dark Phoenix consuming the D'Bari. Yet after two very noisy, soulless CGI-fests (Iron MacGuyver 3 and Star Trek Into Dreariness) it was a relief to catch up with a little gem of a movie in the form of Richard Ayoade's Submarine, based on Joe Dunthorne's novel of the same name.
By the way, a couple of other indie movies I'd recommend for inventiveness, depth and heart are Duncan Jones's Moon and Toa Fraser's Dean Spanley. Though, just to prove I haven't gone all arthouse just yet, I also enjoyed Joseph Kosinski's Oblivion - proper chilling SF that is, with scary aliens and battle robots too, and not much change out of £120 million. Bryan Singer's Jack the Giant Slayer also managed to be big and clever at the same time, mainly by having its abundant humour derive from character, thereby not undermining the sense of threat when the story needs to turn serious. (Dr Who could learn a lot from that.)
But enough of the Barry Norman stuff - back to Submarine. I've mentioned Joe Dunthorne's work before, but this seems like a good time to revisit it, seeing as we've been chatting about whether interactive literature can break out of its old dungeon bash origins and earn a place alongside real fiction. Mr Dunthorne started out writing computer text adventures - or so he claims with tongue in cheek - and has tried his hand at writing an interesting kind of gamebook, You Are Happy. There are no dwarves or ten-foot corridors.
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