Movie Review: Just Go With It

I was going to start off this review with a disclaimer saying that I’m not a rom-com kinda gal. But on reflection, that isn’t really true. I mean, some of my favourite films are rom-coms; Strictly Ballroom, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Groundhog Day to name but a few. Well, I guess none of them are 100% rom-coms - they all have a little something else to offer up to keep the viewer coming back to watch them time after time. I suppose that’s what defines a classic film at the end of the day. I think what I’m trying to say is that throwaway rom-coms are not my kind of thing. I mean, if I’m going to spend a tenner at the cinema I’m going to want to see something worth the cash. But since I was getting a free pass and for the sake of yisserselves, dear readers, I … There’s more

Review: The Bounty Hunter

In the film, Milo Boyd (Gerard Butler) is a down-on-his-luck bounty hunter who gets his dream job when he is assigned to track down his bail-jumping ex-wife, reporter Nicole Hurly (Jennifer Aniston). This is pretty much explained in the first scene, her escaping from the boot of his car and running away. Stop frame and words pop up indicating that he’s a bounty hunter, she’s a bail jumper, then TA-DA they are ex husband and wife. This lead to one of the very few laugh out loud moments for me. When a film needs to explain the pitch in the first scene it’s all down hill from there. I can actually see them in the room with the production company pitching the idea. ‘Great idea for a film lads, do you have a story to go with it?’ ‘A story? eh….sure we do’

Sweary’s Jaw

Surreptitiously voting for John and Edward, so you don’t have to. There. With the X-Factor reference out of the way, we can get down to the high-and-mighties. Oh yes. I’ve been feeling a little inconsequential this week, a little frothy, like the Matey residue in the empty bath of life. Yes, that bad. So this week you lot are getting Highbrow Jaw. I am aware that Jaw naturally belongs on the southern end of the face, but sometimes you’ve got to do a little reconstruction for the good of your career. Isn’t that right, Ashlee Simpson? Not that I know who Ashlee Simpson is, being highbrow and all. Moving on. “To where?” you might scoff. “To where could you possibly move us, if not to the most-certainly-not-highbrow world of celebrities making absolute doughnuts of themselves? That is your brief, is it not?” And yes, it is. But if you think … There’s more