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In celebration of: Tom Gair

i dunno if you’re supposed to be taking the piss, but your review of Theo London’s mixtape was a fucking travesty. sort yourself, i ent saying its really a good album, but some of your comments were just downright hateful. noticed most of your bad reviews are attributed with those people who aint white too, nice one, oh sorry you not liek black people commenting on your page?

Oh man, you motherfuckers never learn

Tom Gair. What do we know about him? Well, he’s 18-years-old, a student, and says he “dont do alot except hang about with m8s and stuff lol.” He attended St Birnius’ School, where he took part in the uber-prestigious Citizenship Foundation Mock Magistrates’ Court Trial Competition. We do not know where he placed.

Tommy Boy is, unsurprisingly, actually white, and to be honest I’m having a lot of trouble parsing his original comment, so I’m not sure how insulted I should actually be. Being as his most listened to bands on last.fm are Radiohead, At The Drive-In, The Cribs and Blur, my guess is that he just discovered hip-hop the other week and is now valiantly defending it against all-comers. I’d like to say I did the same thing back in 1998 as well, but… no, no I didn’t. I wasn’t going on Altavista and trying to bring down all those besmirching “Jayou”, but no, even at that age I wasn’t that fucking herbish.

Anyway, let’s end with real content: Gair’s review of Fight Club. I’ve gone down Paddy Power and shoved a c-note on him taking over Ross’s “Film 2010” gig. I suggest you do the same accordingly:

To start off the whole reviews section i thought it would be simple to pick a film, just pop downtown and find a film which means a lot to me, but which i also think is a great film to do a review on, be it a bad or good film. Thing is, its not that simple, you have to look at how you’re going to cmment on every aspect of the film, you need to find something really worthwhile saying about it, not just that “ahh that film was awesome!”, you have to say something more than that. So for the first review on here i thought, well what film can i say something good about whilst keeping both my dignity and also earning kudos for a great review, well that was when i stumbled upon Fight Club, a film which rested firmly in my top 3 films ever, but when i thought about writing a review, well its a good film. The movie starts in a volatile manner, an un-named character (who remains un-named all the way through the film) has a gun in his mouth, an eerie voiceover tells you that a man named Tyler is to blow up several buildings, Tyler seems very pleased about this, they finish a conversation, and the titles roll, following inside the body, a synapse all the way to a bead of sweat landing on the untitled character, often referred to a Jack in the script so let us use that name. The first half of the film, well at least the first half hour sees Jack become an insomniac, the film is filled with fantastic insights about how insomnia makes everything seem like “a copy of a copy of a copy”, a timely reminder that all films around the nineties are trying to be the next pulp fiction, Jack goes to self help classes like alcaholics anonymous, testicular cancer sessions etc, this part of the film is where he meets Marla Singer (Bonham-Carter in her most inspired role) New lighting is introduced when she is around, smoke is introduced, Fincher’s second lead character is introduced, basically when she comes in, the plot arrives. Shortly after he meets Tyler Durden, an anti-consumerist type of person, played magnificently by Pitt, it showcases his talents perectly in again like Bonham Carter his best role. They start a cult called Fight Club, men showing their agression, it is typical pre-y2k manliness, a sign of the times. This slowly develops into a terrorist oufit in a bizarre way, Tyler Durden seems to have turned Jack into a bit of a mentalist almost, Jared leto recieves a beating from him in the days when he was actually respected before buggering off with emo outfit 30 Seconds To Mars. However, whilst up till about 1 hour 30 the film is insightful, amazingly written and pitch perfect in its direction and acting, it feels as if it is all coming to a peak, the peak arrives in the form of the greatest twist of the nineties, most guessed or had heard it from a friend but it still is marvelous how well done the twist of the film is, now i normally dont like people telling me “oh man, what a great twist that film has, look out for it!”, all the way i’m then looking for this wretched twist, well i should stick to that, but believe me this film is so good you would have forgotton this film has a twist to look out for after five captivating minutes. On acting in this film, a few comments must be made, Norton here shows his ambition, and his skill, he could be the greatest actor we’ve seen for a long time, he takes in the role immensely, as does Pitt who eventually hits the mainstream with a bigger splash than Norton does, but Norton really is the star of this film. Bonham Carter provides solid acting whilst not being amazing, yet i still think it is the best she has acted, in her other films she seems to basically be a bit of a weirdo, here she embraces this, and yeah, does it very well. Onto the subject of directing, well Fincher, the perfectionist follows up a good film, the Game, a poor film, Alien 3, and an amazing film, Se7en, with the year’s best film, possibly even the nineties best film, his shots are angled to the decimal, his lighting and sound crunch under the force of the fight clubs themselves, and his overall management of the project leaves a lasting effect on you. The viewer will walk out the cinema with a smile on his or her face, or maybe a grimace, well whatever the face is, you know you have witnessed something a bit different, because whatever it was that got that face on you, it was bloody good.

His shots are angled to the decimal, indeed.

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  1. max r
    January 18, 2010 at 3:12 am

    “Tyler Durden seems to have turned Jack into a bit of a mentalist almost…”

  2. September 5, 2010 at 6:44 pm

    Sonned. Hard.

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