Posts from 15th April 2004

Apr 04

CLIFF RICHARD – “Travellin’ Light”

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#92, 30th October 1959

Cliff and Hank Marvin share the honours here. Cliff snuggles in close again but stays on the humble side of smarmy. Hank is a model of restraint: tiny lick-lets of guitar (at 0’46” for instance) adding just a hint of colour and a delicate solo rounding the track off. The result is a rather English bit of campfire music, as relaxed and comfortable as a warm pair of hiking socks.

Would you trust a man with the middle name STRANGE as the US Secretary Of Defense?

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Would you trust a man with the middle name STRANGE as the US Secretary Of Defense?
If yes, go and see if that would be justified by seeing The Fog Of War.
If no, go and see if your expectations would be confounded by seeing The Fog Of War.

The most frustrating thing about The Fog Of War is actually about its subject. Edward STRANGE McNamara was indeed US Secretary of Defense from 1961-1967. But after that he was the head of the World Bank. The film goes up until 1967. Whilst it is an instructive and fascinating picture of a man trying to do the right things, but often failing, imagine what being the head of the World Bank is like for damning half the world with good intentions. Follow-up please.

Is it me or does “In The Middle” by the Sugababes

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Is it me or does “In The Middle” by the Sugababes sound like the Panorama theme tune? It is certainly as hard hitting as that now toothless documentary strand.

To people who need to know this kind of thing.

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To people who need to know this kind of thing. The Swimmer, Freaky Trigger occasional North London haunt, has swopped its range of Ridley’s Ales for a good selection of Fullers Ales. This is not necessarily a bad thing, though there was much love of the Old Bob ale round these parts. Certainly a decent pint of Chiswick is a nice substitue. But Fullers is reasonably easy to get in London, wheras the Ridley’s were unusual. This has been a public service announcement.


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1: Kate Bush: Babooshka

She wanted to test her husband, she knew exactly what to do
Was this:
a) Get 20 multiple choice questions prepared for him when he got home from work
b) Hire a Private detective to see if he’s playing away
c) Ask him, late one night in bed, if he was really still comfortable with their relationship and happy, you know, in themarriage. He might not tell the truth but sometimes the way we tell those meaningful lies lets on more than you would imagine.
d) Pretend to be a Russian temptress half your age and send him love letters to coax him into infidelity , even going to the point of meeting whilst putting on a stupid accent like Rene Russo in The Adventures Of Rocky And Bullwinkle.

She knew EXACLTY what to do? Methinks the Southern Examining Board know a bit more about testing than Bushie, and they rarely dress up geography teachers as foreign nationals to catch out the know-it-all kids.

Quite possibly the biggest issue avoided

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Quite possibly the biggest issue avoided in the compellingly non-judgemental Capturing the Friedman’s, is the job of the eldest Friedman boy – David. The story of the documentary is simple. A middle aged computer teacher gets snaffled with a lot of kiddie porn and then him and his youngest son get accused of hundreds of cases of sexual abuse. A fascinating look at the way evidence shifts, false memory and the nature of truth in the US justice system. At the end the only thing you do not doubt is that the father had a batch of kiddie porn, which is about the only concrete evidence ever displayed. But in all the brouhaha regarding whether or not this award winning teacher ever physically abused children in his care it is completely ignored that his eldest son David Friedman is apparently the number one childrens party clown in New York.

Why a clown? Why children? It is a tantalising hole which tempts you towards libellous and almost certainly unfounded accusations. Yet the film begs the question, which also suggests that is might (might have already) destroyed his career. But considering her reems of film and video taken of himself and his family it is more than likely that David Friedman’s biggest neurosis is mere narcissism. It is notable that Seth, the middle son, decided to have nothing to do with the documentary, and you cannot help but think that if David was truly happy as clown-king of New York he should have gone the same way.