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A Week In Film #527: Strong

Bankier Van Het Verzet AKA The Resistance Banker title screenBankier Van Het Verzet AKA The Resistance Banker
Excellent wartime drama about the Dutch resistance and its meticulously-organised financial underwriting operation run by loose cannon banker Wally van Hall (fine, twinkly-eyed performance by Barry Atsma). Tense, interesting stuff from Joram Lürsen.

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Haven’t seen it since first watching it, and boy is it powerful – stupid, silly, nonsensical, gut-wrenching, angry, confused… Chris Morris’ (Armstrong/Bain-assisted) suicide bomber comedy spews up a rainbow of different feelings. Top cast – Riz Ahmed, Preeya Kalidas, Kayvan Novak, Nigel Lindsay, Arsher Ali and Adeel Akhtar, plus great little turns and cameos from the likes of Craig Parkinson, Julia Davis, Kevin Eldon, Darren Boyd and, um, Benedict Cumberbatch.

The Infiltrator
Interesting subject (US Customs officer goes deep undercover to infiltrate Pablo Escobar’s organisation), less than interesting treatment. Strong cast (Bryan Cranston, John Leguizamo, Diane Kruger, Benjamin Bratt), and the direction by Brad Furman is hardly amateurish. Just doesn’t gel.

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FUCKING. HELL. Not the original documentary-style nuclear armageddon horror-drama (that’d be Peter Watkins’ long-banned The War Game), but definitely the best. The most powerful. The most affecting. Written by Barry Kes Hines, directed by Mick The Ascent Of Man.

A Week In Film #293: Shed

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The French Connection
Ernest Tidyman (Shaft, High Plains Drifter) adapts Robin Moore’s pulpy non-fictioner about an intercontinental drug trafficking ring with gritty aplomb; William Friedkin directs with manic energy, giving us one of the best extended chase scenes in film, a dirty, pre-gentrified NYC as a character, and turning solid character actors Gene Hackman and Roy Scheider into dependable leading men (of a certain kind).

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Michael Mann refines and improves upon his earlier LA Takedown. It’s glossy, it’s overblown, and Pacino is in full HOO-HAH, but still, I don’t quite understand why so many people deride it.

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The Aristocats
Walt Disney’s last movie, about some jazz cats in pre-WWI Paris. Not particularly memorable plot, given that I don’t remember anything about it.

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Grim nuclear holocaust business, with Sheffield getting nuked and everyone dead or dying. Didn’t realise director Mick Jackson later did a bunch of Hollywood stuff like The Bodyguard.