I’ve mentioned before how I don’t really go in for musicals except for the obvious classics such as Grease (1978) or Little Shop of Horrors (1986). Having said that I’ve recently enjoyed the likes of Mary Poppins (1964), The Sound of Music (1965), and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968); I must be going soft in my old age. However, I did not expect to enjoy Singin’ in the Rain as much as I did.
With themes of identity and finding your place in the world, Gone too Far is a hilarious window into the young ethnic diversity of London.
When his brother arrives from Nigeria it threatens to upset Yemi’s comfortable existence. Events force him to assess his heritage and struggle with local bullies and the girl of his dreams in the midst of racial prejudice between Africans, Jamaicans and second generation residents of Peckham.
Very witty with sharp dialogue and very very funny.
I seriously didn’t get half of this film, man. That’s not to say I didn’t like it: it’s typically Coen dead-pan, as only they can do; Michael Stuhlbarg is great as the beleaguered Larry Gopnik; there are the common Coen repetitive gags, “Sy Ableman?”; wonderful cinematography by the luminous Roger Deakins and a lovely score by Carter Burwell. I just felt that a lot of went over my head.
Philip Seymour Hoffman is an actor who has only made it big in one movie, and is trying to rekindle his former greatness starting with a community production of Jesus Christ Superstar.
Unfortunately this rags to riches tale (perfectly judged by PSH – he steals every scene he is in) is spoiled by some run-of-the-mill rom com story involving Ben Stiller and Jennifer Aniston.