Had a very mini sleep attack and checked the football scores a few times on me mobile during this. That suggests that my attention was not grippety gripped as much as I'd have liked. And I'd really have liked to have loved this. A man known as Terry Gilliam made it and he makes interesting films. Usually there's some almighty kerfuffle during production but sadly this time the kerfuffle was very grim indeed. So the film starts and I'm intrigued by a story I know nothing about and pleasantly surprised by the modern British setting and lo-fi approach. This lasted for about 23 minutes until my brain bits began to wander. Every now and then the obligatory Gilliam fantasy visual showy stuff wanders in and perks things up. Lily Cole was better than she should have been too.
For a story about stories though (I think) the story is a bit borey. Seems a bit nasty to suggest that the emergency solution they came up with of having Ledger's role played by multiple characters is one of the best bits of the film - but it works so perfectly you can't imagine it without. Actually the last third on the whole is bloomin' good. There's finally a bit of purpose and momentum which is well matched by Gilliam fully unscrewing the fizzy pop movie bottle and spraying eyeball juice everywhere. Yes I did just type that. So to summarise, the film ends really well and Barcelona beat Arsenal 4-1.
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