Friday, 27 March 2009

Good Lad!


The Damned United: Reviews
What with the big ITV documentary and everything else, it's full-on Clough mania at the moment, which I'm sure its subject would have enjoyed immensely. Michael Sheen and director Tom Hooper had been on a media blitz ahead of today's opening of The Damned United. Here are the main broadsheet reviews. For full piece on the film, scroll down below. So far it's three, but usually four, stars. I expect (and know) that the weekends will follow suit. Generally full marks for Sheen's performance, the rest open to interpretation. An interesting criticism comes in the shape of Martin O'Neill's lengthy Five Live dissection. But anyway, more importantly, what do you think?

Wednesday, 25 March 2009

Troubles Ahead


Fifty Dead Men Walking
A film sure to stir up controversy is the impending Fifty Dead Men Walking, which comes out April 10. Based on the autobiography of Martin McGartland, it's the harrowing tale of an undercover agent infiltrating the IRA. McGartland, a Catholic youth from the Republican stronghold of Ballymurphy, West Belfast, should have been a natural recruit for the Provos. As a petty crook, however, running one step ahead of a punishment kneecapping, he came to see the IRA as being as injurious to their own kind as they were to the hated "Brits" — in short, a bunch of thugs. 

Easily tapped up by the RUC as a casual informer, the opportunistic McGartland began with the odd nod to nefarious activity in return for a bit of spare cash. Later, he had an epiphany. After the horror of the senseless 1987 Enniskillin bombing, he rejected any notion of the Armed Struggle and began working for Special Branch as all-out informer, enlisting in the IRA and passing intelligence from the inside. If ever revealed as a "tout", a traitor in such circles, he faced a fate worse than death. To the security services, though, as "Agent Carol", he was a godsend. His tip-offs, from 1987-91, are thought to have saved as many lives as his book's title implies.

Inevitably McGartland was rumbled. Tortured and set for a miserable end, he evaded his captors by leaping, bound, from a third floor window. Good samaritans and an ambulance spirited him to safety, from whence he went to the mainland, living a life undercover that endures to this day. In 1999, after his identity was inadvertently revealed, a hit squad — allegedly IRA — tracked him to Whitley Bay, Tyneside. They shot him six times at point blank range but, miraculously, he survived, unlike some of the other informers who had been unmasked. McGartland went to ground again, hopeful that one day he might be able to return to Belfast and see the wife and kids he had to leave behind.

The film, a great ticking clock thriller, made by the Canadian director Kari Skogland, features a remarkable turn by Jim Sturgess, the otherwise soft-spoken Surrey actor. Here, it's life on a knife edge, his only link to the outside world through his Special Branch handler (Sir Ben Kingsley... who always, incidentally, insists on use of his title). 

Until recently it would have been regarded as yet another film about The Troubles, reflecting on that era, pre-Peace Process, as a historical curiosity. Of course, the recent Continuity IRA killings have given it a whole new context, not helped by the fact that a quote: "The IRA were some of the nicest people that I ever met," was extracted from an Empire magazine interview Sturgess gave and run as a headline in The Belfast Telegraph (the film closes the Belfast Film Festival on April 4). Sturgess had lived amongst former Provisionals while researching his role. Previously, the American actress Rose McGowan, who appears in the film as a senior Provo, expressed some ill-advised and typically "Hollywood" pro-IRA sentiments, which had the film's producers backpedalling furiously.

The big problem for the film may yet be McGartland himself. I can't go into details until my Sunday Times piece is in print, but he's not happy with his portrayal and the film in general, particularly as it used former IRA terrorists as advisers on-set also. He still feels sold short by the security services, it would seem. This story will run and run. The Daily Mail are going to jump all over it.

Let's just say that when dealing with this subject, even though it's just an Arts piece, one has had to tread extremely carefully. God knows what it's like being a proper political reporter! To my mind it's a rare, even-handed film with regard to McGartland's community — sympathetic to the Republican cause, highlighting the oppression of the Catholics, but ultimately revealing the IRA for what they are/were. 

But check out those one-dimensional Loyalist forces. With the police based in an empty derelict warehouse, complete with dripping water and banks of surveillance screens, it's only just removed from Blade Runner. And why, in any drama about the Troubles, are the cops always English?

Tuesday, 17 March 2009

Backlot Millionaire News


In The Works
(The trial continues...) Couple of things in the works. One, I recently interviewed an up and coming actor by the name of Jim Sturgess. He's the star of the college-kids-take-Vegas film, 21, and also the love-it-or-hate-it Beatles musical, Across The Universe. He'll next be seen in the controversial Fifty Dead Men Walking, a true story about an IRA operative turned British informer during the final phase of The Troubles. I'm sure the makers assumed their film amounted to a safe-ish reflection on recent Ulster history, but the pic has been given added poignancy by the latest and tragic paramilitary activity in Northern Ireland. Sturgess is brilliant in it. More on this film soon.

Two, I was just in LA to do press for the new JJ Abrams Star Trek film. In addition to the various cast and crew interviews notched up (including an exclusive with JJ himself), I saw about 30 minutes of footage, screened on the lot of the famous Paramount Pictures (actually the same footage screened in a sneak-peak in London last November, but hey...). I'm not an action movie fan, nor sci-fi buff, but... and without going into details... it is FANTASTIC. Just the right amount of irreverence added to a killer story and some imaginative action sequences. Great to break from the current vogue for re-visiting an old franchise and (tediously) exploring its dark side. A few days ago I topped it off by interviewing Simon Pegg in London. He plays the immortal, up-beaming Scotty. Will keep you posted.

Monday, 16 March 2009

Shawshank's Redemption



The Backlot Millionaire 
Alternative UK Film Chart

Week: March 6-13
(This is a test...) What the nation watched. Viewing figures calculated using cinema admissions, DVD sales and rentals, TV ratings.

1 The Shawshank Redemption (C4) 1.84m
2 Freedomland (C5) 1.19m
3 Wallace & Gromit: The Curse Of The Were-Rabbit (BBC3) 880,000
4 Watchmen (cinema) 648,600
5 Mamma Mia (DVD sale) 300,000 approx
6 Slumdog Millionaire (cinema) 257,818
7 Gran Torino (cinema) 243,221
8 The Young Victoria (cinema) 203,210
9 Hancock (DVD rental) 200,000 approx
10 Bolt (cinema) 195,790

Forget the overrated Raging Bull (yes, I said it) and the perennial critical chart-topper Citizen Kane, it's The Shawshank Redemption that continues to burnish its credentials as an everyman favourite — what's more, it would appear, a film open to multiple repeat viewings. "Shawshank" won not a single Academy Award, having had the misfortune to be released the same year as both Forrest Gump and Pulp Fiction. But, 15 winters on, it still has the capacity to pull in over seven times more viewers than the current critics' (and Oscar) darling, Slumdog Millionaire, which scrapes in just below Meryl Streep's Abba DVD.

To those in marketing circles, the film's underperformance at the box office, back in 1994, was all down to the poster, which confirms the advertising maxim that you should never make a feature of the rear of someone's head... or, in this case, whole body (see above). The movie has since enjoyed a spectacular second coming on video, DVD and TV, of course — a real grower. Who needs arty cinematography and pork-pie method acting when you've got that timeless winning ingredient, humanity...?


Champs Of The Week
Actors: Tim Robbins, Morgan Freeman
Director: Frank Darabont
Writers: Frank Darabont from the story by Stephen King

Wednesday, 11 March 2009

The Life Of Brian




Brian Clough and The Damned United
(This is a test transmission...) March 27's opening of The Damned United comes with ringing endorsement by the broadsheets and the men's mags. All seem onboard with its bittersweet take on David Peace's book which had, prior to its first press preview, been giving screenwriter Peter Morgan a kitten or two (see my Sunday Times Culture feature below). Journalists are in tune with its nostalgic yearning for a simpler - pre-dogging, pre-roasting - altogether less cynical age of soccer. How true it is to the real Clough is summed up in the venerable sportswriter David Lacey's Guardian piece (also below).


Critics' reviews will follow in due course.

Peace, meanwhile, is being rediscovered, thanks to both The Damned United flick and the Channel 4 adaptation of his Red Riding quartet (or trilogy in this case, C4 having mystifyingly chosen to ignore an instalment). Having left Yorkshire 15 years ago to take up residence in Japan, his new surroundings of Tokyo are at last forming the backdrop for his writing. His follow-up to Tokyo Year Zero, Tokyo Occupied City, comes out in July. He told me very recently that he is mid-way through penning the third book, as yet untitled.

What with the Culture story and a feature for this month's Empire magazine, crafted from a set visit to Elland Road last summer, I had an abundance of material to play with. Editing things down to their commissioned length means, as ever, that a lot of stuff gets left out. Both Peter Morgan and David Peace gave me a few choice morsels off the record (Morgan made some sharp comments about David Frost), but the covenant of confidence prohibits me from repeating them here. Duncan McKenzie, that great maverick footballer, whose speciality was jumping over a Mini Cooper, had a few private thoughts about Don Revie.

In terms of the film, Morgan mused that it would have been "like Eraserhead" if they'd shot it in the dark tone of Peace's book. Regarding the football, there seems consensus that Leeds were actually underachievers who maybe won things in spite of Revie rather than because of him. That first season without him, 1974-75, once Jimmy Armfield took over, Leeds reached the European Cup Final for the first time. They lost to the Bayern Munich of Franz Beckenbauer and Gerd Muller, completely unjustly, after one of the most shocking refereeing displays imaginable. The team, by then, were playing some flamboyant football, the antithesis of their fabled dour image.

Worth noting also, and it was far too complicated to go into in an arts feature, was that Revie had already done what Clough would later achieve with Derby and Forest, i.e. transform a backwater club into a European force. Leeds were going nowhere when Revie took over in 1961. They were swiftly promoted from the Second Division, reached the FA Cup Final in 1965 and won their first League Championship in 1969. That said, they seemed destined to be bridesmaids, the perennial runners-up in many a major tournament, scooping less silverware than they should have throughout the early 70s.

John McGovern was an interesting chat and perhaps, more than any other player, indicative of the genius of Clough. McGovern had never kicked a football till the age of 15, coming from a rugby tradition, yet within a year was the youngest player ever to run out for Hartlepool, Clough's first managerial gig. Clough had seen something of note in McGovern in a park match. McGovern, amazingly, never won a full international cap for Scotland, being regarded as something of an unflashy "water carrier", though he was Clough's on-field general, the linchpin of all his successes, an adopted son of sorts.

The Clough story can be explored in numerous books, most notably Duncan Hamilton's posthmous Clough biog, Provided You Don't Kiss Me, and in Tony Francis' Clough: A Biography (last revised 1993, on Clough's retirement). While we're on football nostalgia, allow me to throw in my own Back Home: England And The 1970 World Cup. Clough pops up there, too.

But anyway, more importantly, it's your reviews and opinions that count. Oh, and go easy on the word "iconic" (something I haven't done). It's been targeted by Jonathan Meades, on Radio Four's Start The Week, as his pet-hate overused, misused adjective — lazy journalism and all that. Although in the ensuing studio discussion with Andrew Marr I lost count of the "amazings", "fantastics" and "wonderfuls".

Signed: The Millionaire

Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Backlot Millionaire

Coming soon. Very soon.