I felt the fear...

Yesterday, Me, Steve Sheil, Chris Cooke and John Ross went to Bradford for the last day of the 5th Fantastic Films Weekend. It was a great day, and we saw some great stuff, and heard some great people speak, all topped off by a great curry before driving home!

Steve's new film, 'Through a Vulture Eye', was on as part of the shorts screening, and there were archive screenings of 'The Final Programme', 'Theatre of Blood', and 'The Wicker Man', with introductions. - A sideshow highlight was an exhibition of original drawings, models and clips by Ray Harryhausen.

There are so many highlights to write about, but the key things that stood out for me were;

• The Harryhausen Exhibit - It goes without saying that one of the formative movie experiences of any child are Harryhausen's films. So it was great to see models of the skeletons, and clips of favourite moments. There qwere some beautiful models of heads from an old hansel and gretel stop motion project and clips of a king midas film I'd not seen before, which were great, with a much more children's look and feel. What was really good was watching a group of kids watching the shorts and loving the dinosaurs, which was something of a relief in our cgi soaked age. It's great to be reminded of how beautiful and effective stop motion is.
• Theatre of Blood - If you've never seen this film, you should treat yourself, because it's a pure delight! Vincent Price is an old ham called Edward Lionheart who exacts bloody revenge on his critics in the form of Shakespearean murders. It's so great to see a film where everybody is clearly loving their work, and acting up like it's the last reel of film left on earth. It's so good, and everyone is great in it, but Eric Sykes quietly steals the show for me, sneaking in comedy business all over the place. If you ever see it in the telly guide, ring in sick, and email me so I can ring in sick too.
• The Final Programme - I've never seen this film before, but the write up sounded great:
  
  The Final Programme is an unsettling slice of apocalyptic future shock that combines the talents of novelist Michael Moorcock and director Robert Fuest. Jon Finch is Jerry Cornelius, a sexually ambiguous anti-hero and playboy scientist seeking a vital piece of microfilm that can assist a giant computer in achieving the final programme: a self-fertilising, self-regenerating, immortal hermaphrodite, retaining all of mankind’s knowledge. With its messianic sub-plot and stunning production design this is a movie that is both of its time and ahead of its time – a psychedelic bad trip with a quasi Avengers feel. Bizarre ain’t the word.
  
  It was one of those great films that could never be made now; completely mad, but filled with it's own bizarre logic, and brilliant characters - my favourite being the three bumbling scientists. If it was made now, it would have to be a spoof, probably with Mike Myers in it. A while a go, Steve wrote a blog post called 'Fear of The Daft', about the fear that film-makers seem to feel now about going out on a limb and trying out mad ideas - funding has led the industry down a road of smoothing out the edgier ideas, and film-makers are seemingly forced to reference previously innovative ideas. None of that here! Robert Feust, the director of the film spoke at the beginning about the film and making it. He regaled us with great stories of how he got the film financed and how they worked around the constraints of a low budget, by coming up with ideas, not by calming his vision down. It was an inspiration to hear those tales, and made even better by the fact that he was a proper old school luvvie, and a bit like the old drunk from the Fast Show!

So, today, I'm inspired - I'm drawing away for 'In Spite of All the Damage..', working on the Bash Street kids - style project, and despite all the hurdles that the university where i work chucks in the way, feeling the fear and doing it anyway! On Friday, I'm off to a creative narrative workshop day in Leicester, as part of a group called NLAB I joined. - I'm really looking forward to it - the previous days I've been to have been great, and coffee is in constant supply, which is worth the admission price (actually, it's free) alone. I'll post about it later, should be good.