Tuesday, 14 July 2026

Prince - Sign O’ The Times (Prince, 1987)

All the concert docs I have covered featured some staged sequences - Sign O’ The Times plays like a full-on musical, with musical numbers linked by a story. 


It features live concert footage, but it is bracketed by vignettes featuring Prince becoming infatuated with a dancer called Cat (Catherine Glover).



Based mostly around the track-list from the same name, with a few tracks from other periods of his career (‘Housequake’ and ‘Little Red Corvette’), Sign O’ The Times is significant because it is the one directed by the artist himself.


It can be a little scrappy - there are some dirty edits in some of the live footage which are understandable - but it also manages some remarkable transitions, moving between live performance and staged sequences which turn the stage into a more fantastical space, where the music shatters any separation between live concert and the dreamlike artifice of a cinematic musical. I particularly enjoyed the camera going through Cat’s bedroom window out onto the stage.


The backdrop of sleazy neon signs and looming buildings is striking, and feels like foreshadowing for Prince’s involvement with Batman the year after this film’s release.


Despite the amazing musicians and the sheer scope of the stage setting, Prince’s knowing, teasing presence is the main attraction. There is something mischievous about the way he leads the viewer through the film.


Under-seen for years, it took Prince’s tragic passing a decade ago for the film to be rediscovered by a wider audience. 


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Monday, 13 July 2026

The Last Waltz (Martin Scorsese, 1978)

Directed by Martin Scorsese, The Last Waltz chronicles the final live performance of the Band (Rick Danko, Garth Hudson, Richard Manuel, Robbie Robertson and Levon Helm).


I watched The Last Waltz because of its reputation and pedigree.


I was not that familiar with The Band, or Bob Dylan - I know the song ‘The Weight’, and a couple of the artists in the lineup. 


It did not resonate with me, but that is a case of personal taste. As a document, it is fascinating. 


The film includes a few moments of self-reflexivity, including starting ‘scenes’ when the camera starts rolling. These moments attempt to create a sense of authenticity, to immerse the viewer. 


The film also attempts to foreground the idea of authorship over the screen space. While Scorsese himself appears, he is a far less assured on-camera presence than he would become. 


The onscreen figure who gets the most focus is Robbie Robertson. One of the earliest scenes starts with Scorsese flubbing an interview segment with Robbertson, who then provides explicit guidance on what to ask.


The other band members get a few moments, but it is Robertson’s voice that has primacy.


One quality it shares with Stop Making Sense is capturing the dynamic of performers - the most memorable is when Clapton’s string breaks, and Robbie Robertson picks up his solo without missing a beat.


While the performances are great, my favourite set-piece was one re-staged after the concert took place - the duet between the Band and the Staple Singers on ‘The Weight’. There is something magical about the way the camera pulls away from the Band, then pans to introduce Mavis Staples. Pure magic.


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Monday, 29 June 2026

Whip It (Drew Barrymore, 2009)

Grating under her mother’s (Marcia Gay Hayden) thumb, Bliss (Elliot Page) yearns to escape her small hometown and make a new life for herself.


After a trip to Austin, Bliss thinks she has found an outlet in roller derby. As she grows in skill and confidence, Bliss’s greatest challenge is not the competition, but defending this opportunity from her mother’s expectations.




Whip It was one of my favourite movies when I was younger. 


I had not thought about it for a while until a recent conversation I had with a friend about Elliot Page’s casting in The Odyssey.


It got me thinking about his previous work, and I remembered what an impression this film made on me.


Watching it now, it feels like a time capsule. In the pre-streaming era, modest genre pieces like this would come out a few times a year. Some would hit big, but most would leave theatres quickly to become fixtures on TV or physical media. 


It was also one of Page’s big moves after Juno made him a name.


I remember at the time leaving the theatre thinking I was watching the next big sleeper hit. It happened with Juno, right?


While my prediction turned out to be wrong, Whip It has had an afterlife as a cult film. It is not brought up in the first breath, but I have seen it pop on a few lists covering movies about sports, women and teens. 


It is impossible to watch Bliss’s struggles with identity without thinking of Page’s transition. I cannot offer any great analysis of it as an allegory, but that context did give Bliss’s journey some metatextual weight. 


Bliss’s struggle with her mother is fundamentally about their differing ideas on what being a successful woman is. 


What struck me about the movie is how it never treats these struggles as purely ideological differences - this a dynamic between family, between two people with understandable motivations.


While she is an antagonist, Bliss’s mother never comes across as a caricature - she sees pageants as a way to help Bliss achieve a better life for herself than the one she has. 


Marcia Gay Hayden’s Brooke feels like a real person. Her motives are also understandable, and Hayden’s choice to underplay the big moments rather than go for histrionics carries more impact (Hayden also has the power to convey a disappointment that feels cellular).


The film is a collection of familiar beats, but the film is smart enough to subordinate plot mechanics to character. The big example is the reveal that rival Iron Maven (Juliette Lewis) does not use Bliss’s lying about her age to enter the sport to sabotage her. 


This could have been an easy plot turn for the third act, but instead the movie focuses on the real conflict, between Bliss and her mother, or more deeply, Bliss’s conflict about what kind of person she wants to be (what does she ultimately want?).


While the film is savvy in how it plays with conventions, the one place where it feels a little too familiar is the romance with musician Oliver (Landon Pigg).


I believe Bliss’s feelings for Oliver but it still drags. The real romance is between Bliss and roller derby. 


It makes sense to have Bliss realise this, but on this viewing I caught myself checking out during the scenes with the pair connecting. 


It does not help that Page has better chemistry with Alia Shawkat as her best friend (they have such an easy rapport, why hasn’t anyone cast them together in something else?).


On top of her chemistry with Page, Shawkat’s dry wit is welcome, and her character Pash benefits from exploding an archetype.


She is a straight A student who also has a social life. There is a world where this character would be more of an outcast.


While she is just as anxious to escape, Pash is more ready to embrace new experiences - we see her drinking and hooking up without any reservations.


The supporting cast are excellent: 


Daniel Stern is great as Bliss’s warm but checked-out dad; he also has a great rapport with Hayden - he even gets a proper arc, finally taking a stand and giving an opinion.


The derby team are fun - Kristen Wiig, Eve, Zoe Bell and Barrymore herself have a believable group dynamic.


Andrew Wilson, brother of Owen and Luke, gets a rare meaty role as coach Razor, while a pre-cornball Jimmy Fallon has fun as a sleazy announcer.


It is a pity Barrymore has not directed any other features. She shows a strong understanding of tone; the humour never crowds out earnest emotion. The derby bouts feature some POV shots, but are clearly shot and choreographed.


Funny, moving, and featuring some surprisingly gnarly action, if you have not watched Whip It, you are missing out on something special.


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Friday, 26 June 2026

Stop Making Sense (Jonathan Demme, 1984)

One of the most well-regarded concert films, Stop Making Sense is a collaboration between the band Talking Heads and filmmaker Jonathan Demme.



I do not have much experience with concert films. 


I had not really thought about it until I was writing about the Billie Eilish documentary, and realised I had no point of comparison or frame of reference.


When my local Arthouse advertised a series of classic concert docs, I jumped at the chance to expand my knowledge. It also gave a reason to do a deep dive into artists I had never really checked out.


I know a few Talking Heads songs, but outside recognising the big suit, I did not have much context.


The film opens with a piece of showmanship that feels designed to draw the viewer in, to tease fans, and initiate new ones.


We open on a close-up tracking shot of David Byrne’s feet walking onstage with a guitar and a boombox.


The latter is a prop - the beat is provided by an offscreen 808 drum machine - that sets out the band’s uncanny vibe. 


Byrne then complicates this by playing ‘Psycho Killer’ on an acoustic guitar.


The juxtaposition of human musicianship and technology is the skeletal foundation of the band - it almost feels like the film is showing us how the Talking Heads build their sound.


Over the first couple of songs, the band slowly assembles onstage as the set-dressing is re-set around them. As the musicians fill out the space literally and sonically, the film takes time to put faces to each specific voice and sound - it is music as living organism, slowly growing and evolving in front of us.


There is something so joyous and communal about the way the camera-work captures the interplay between the musicians. There is a looseness and spontaneity to these found moments that fill out the song performance.


Watching them live also helped me work out how to describe the Talking Head sound: Recontextualising traditions and norms to reveal their inherent ridiculousness.


The out-sized suit exemplifies the sense of disconnect, of trying to exist in a world you can never fit into.  


The songs are uniformly tight, looser and funkier (to my ears) compared with the recorded versions: ‘Once In A Lifetime’ feels even more discombobulating, the desperate plea of the chorus, juxtaposed with the imposing rhythm section.


David Byrne is the physical embodiment of the band’s sound, both incredibly loose and controlled.


This is easily one of the best first watches I have had in a long time. I was completely locked in, bobbing my head in time, and I caught myself clapping after certain songs.


The audience is rarely onscreen. Demme’s camera roves around the stage, never completely immersive but also never fully drawing attention to itself - a pretty good encapsulation of the band. 


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Saturday, 20 June 2026

The James Bond Cocktail Hour: Fast & Furious (Justin Lin, 2009)

Our hosts reunite to watch the Fast family reunion in 2009’s Fast & Furious.


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