The Day After Movie Night
I woke late this morning, allowing myself a sleep in after binge watching teen movies with my partner overnight. It didn’t start that way. We’d kicked off with Gods of Egypt, Alex Proyas’ take on the sword-and-sandal epic fantasy, which felt an awful lot like someone’s Dungeons and Dragons game rendered on screen. The D&D player in me can usually take enjoyment from that even if the film isn’t good–God knows I have an affection for Peter Jackson’s Hobbit films for much the same reason–but things dragged as the film went on and effects budget took over from the narrative. I also think Proyas did himself a disservice with the casting. Not just in the whitewashing, but in actors like Brian Brown and Geoffrey Rush who felt out of place. Rush can do genre—I’m a fan of his turn in Pirates of the Caribbean—but he just feels off-kilter as Ra, and disappears beneath the effects. Brian Brown is so recognisably Brian Brown that I couldn’t tell you which god he played in the film and found myself dreaming of a sword-and-sorcery remake of Breaker Morant or F/X. This kinda ruined us for an SF movie binge, so we went teen movie instead. We re-watched Ella Enchanted, discovered an unexpected delight in Radio Rebel, and I followed it up with the Netflix’s F—The Prom, all of which were perfectly suited to the evening and took us through to the wee hours of the morning I went to write club and wrote