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Malek appears to capture Freddie’s character with aplomb; swagger, frailty, warts and all. ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ could well be a rock n’ roll triumph of cinematic eye candy that refuses to go quietly into that dark night without meaning something and shouting that thing from the roof of the fucking stadium.
‘Oddworld:Abe’s Oddysee’ on the PS1 kept me well and truly glued for at least one summer in the early Noughties but I never got past that bee ridden mountain, with or without the “help” of a desert type tauntaun. Fortunately, Yourub exists and I can finally reach those once unvisited, unsurmountable heights via the most vicarious of means.
If you’ve ever seen one of those movies with Keira Knightly, Johnny Depp and Mr. Bloom, that’s the kind of territory we’re into now: Banana trees, cenotes (read, subterranean sweet water caves, riddled with nice bats), lagoons the like of which you visit in your most idyllic Caribbean dreams (I’m lusting for you, Kaan Luum) and Los Angeles.
Berlioz’ ‘Symphonie Fantastique’ by the Hallé Orchestra - conducted by James Loughran in the summer of ’76 - is a beautiful piece of music. To boot, the cover art is eye-catching as hell. Not only that but it may have more to do with that infernal place than first meets the eye.
The centre hole - which I had not gone so far as to notice in my hastened greed - appeared to be one of those large RCA jukebox affairs. In disappointment, I could only reflect that I would have to purchase the most exotic of adaptors with which to enjoy my ill purchased gains. And then of course, I took the thing right out its dust jacket.
The prop design in Starwars has always been a big thing for me. I have well and truly lost count of the hours I’ve spent ‘window shopping’ on Etsy for a DL-44. Luke or Han’s, I can’t decide and it may be even more iconic for me personally than The Falcon. And I have that tattooed on my god damned arm.
The advent of photography placed the means by which everybody and their grandmother could, with less than little attention paid to their own artistic ability - to paraphrase Isaac Asimov and his wonderful forward to ‘SX-70 Art’, edited by Ralph Gibson and published by Lustrum in 1979 - make the world stand still.
