Sunday, 18 February 2018

Sydney Summer Skies

ANZ Tower (l) and Sydney Tower (r)
Australia Square (l), the Law Courts (c), towers on Macquarie Street (r)
Hyde Park North
The Domain (foreground) and East Sydney towers (background)
Hyde Park North, Sheraton on the Park, Stockland Arcade and ANZ Tower
St Mary's Cathedral

Saturday, 17 February 2018

Strangers in Between

Teenager Shane (Wil King) has arrived in Sydney's seedy Kings Cross from rural Goulburn and on his second day working in a liquor store meets two customers, Will (Guy Simon) and Peter (Simon Burke).

Shane endures the pangs of coming to terms with his sexuality through his infatuation with Will and his growing friendship with the older, experienced Peter.

'Strangers in Between' is a coming of age play. The stereotypes are a little too cliched at times and King's clingy performance irritates particularly in the first act. The short second act is more restrained allowing the production to improve.


Friday, 16 February 2018

Oh, Malcolm

Our Prime Minister, Malcolm Turnbull, doesn't have much luck, does he? Just when at long last, after numerous failing Polls, one Poll showed the minutest of turns in his favour, his own Coalition Partner, Barnaby Joyce, throws an almighty spanner into his works.

But is it just bad luck? Hasn't Turnbull shown poor judgement numerous times over his political career. A bit like Joyce himself really. Both seem to have appealing qualities and attitudes at least on the surface but then both undermine the goodwill their supporters might harbour towards them by their words and actions. And they do it, time and again. Turnbull, in particular, loves the sound of his own opinions and often expresses them in long winded, meandering monologues.

Instead of remaining a dignified figure above the seemingly grubby behaviour of his coalition partner, Turnbull decided to deliver a sermon to ram home to the electorate Joyce's failings. In so doing he injected himself into the mud pit and gave Joyce's National Party an excuse to rally around their embattled, undeserving leader.

Oh Malcolm, you don't learn do you?

Monday, 12 February 2018

Oh, Barnaby

(The New Daily)
Barnaby Joyce, our Deputy Prime Minister and Leader of the National Party, the junior partner in the Governing Coalition, is in a spot of bother.

A hospital volunteer colleague and staunch Roman Catholic and family values adherent opined over lunch today that she was a bit sad for Barnaby who she feels 'is doing a good job'.


Sunday, 11 February 2018

Phantom Thread

Reynolds Woodcock (Daniel Day Lewis) is an exclusive English fashion designer and confirmed bachelor catering to the aristocracy and the rich. On a weekend retreat at a small hotel Woodcock meets a young waitress and becomes intrigued by her appearance and manner. The relationship they engage in eventually impacts upon Woodcock and his design house.

Day Lewis is an acclaimed actor. His performances are typically intense and mostly joyless and Day Lewis lives up to his standards in 'Phantom Thread'. The best performance, however, comes from Lesley Manville as Woodcock's tightly controlled sister and business administrator.

Slow and earnest.


Thursday, 8 February 2018


Interval at 'Dream Lover' at the State Theatre, Melbourne's Performing Arts Centre

Wednesday, 7 February 2018

Fifty Shades Freed

I should have known better than to see 'Fifty Shades Freed'. I couldn't finish reading Fifty Shades of Grey the puerile, appallingly poorly written book that started this series of tales about the Billionaire Christian Grey and his kinky, chauvinistic, sadistic domination of women.

The film of that first book was as awful as the source. I missed seeing the second film but went to see this third film on a sort of dare from a workmate.

Grey and his amour, Anastasia Steele, marry in the opening sequence and embark on their honeymoon. This provides tantalising images of the Billionaire lifestyle but it is all downhill after that. What passes for a plot is some stalking and something more sinister from an apparently deranged character.

But very little is developed either by way of character or plot because the film pauses every few minutes for scenes of jiggy-jiggy and/or nudity, but mostly of both.

The dialogue is inane and I felt embarrassed for the performers who had to speak those lines. I guess they were well paid to do it.

Some nice scenery but otherwise nasty, boring and stupid.