Another week, another post. This week’s been fairly crazy so, as I said, I’ve turned a bit more towards film than TV. That being said, while I haven’t watched any Community this week (none at all! It’s insane!), I started Netflix original The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt last night and I’m now two episodes in. I think I like it – Ellie Kemper is adorable and fantastic, and it’s so bright – but I’m not completely sold on it yet. I think it’ll need a process of my making myself watch it for a little while, because I haven’t reached the point where I’m bothered either way. Generally speaking, though, this is how I work when I watch TV, and I remember saying something similar about Brooklyn Nine-Nine a few weeks back – and look where that got me. So not that much TV to report on.
I have, however, done something I’ve been meaning to do for the past few weeks – re-watch Belle, the excellent film by Amma Asante. I’d only seen it once before but I really enjoyed it at the time (in fact, it made my list of the best films of last year), and since then I’ve been intending on giving it another go. I’ve actually been talking about watching it ‘definitely tomorrow’ for weeks now. But still, on Monday night I finally got round to it and I still think it’s pretty good, while feeling slightly less warm towards it than I did the first time. If you’re a fan of costume drama it’s worth a watch, but I’m not sure it has the endless appeal of a classic. Still, I do think it’s a story that needs to be told, covering issues which still exist in the world right now, and Gugu Mbatha-Raw’s performance really is great.
A film I feel considerably less warm towards is Limitless, which I noticed on Netflix the other day. I’m not even slightly averse to glossy films which don’t linger particularly long in the memory, and after a long week that was precisely what I needed. I didn’t get it. Limitless is actually just really boring. The realisation of the effects of the drug with the super-catchy name (NC-something? NO IDEA) weren’t innovative and were instead annoying (oh look, he’s seeing numbers on a computer screen AND on the ceiling tiles! The saturation’s turned up!). It relied heavily on narration to explain the plot – narration delivered in a constant drone, to add insult to injury – rather than, you know, have actual characters show you what’s happening, and it felt immensely clunky because of that. So I did something I haven’t done in YEARS and gave up watching it. This does mean that, in all fairness, the second half could be the best thing ever made. I just stopped caring a long way before that point.
Because I hate slagging things off, though (seriously, it makes me uncomfortable – almost every review on this blog has been positive), I’m going to end on a happier note. I’ve already been banging on about the Avengers: Age of Ultron trailer in another post, and I’m just going to remind everyone of it now. I LOVE that trailer, and I’m ready to love that film.