It’s been an unexpectedly busy week. I’ve spent two full days in the SUSUtv studio, editing a video of my university’s Graduation Ball. I actually presented in this video, and managed to injure myself in the process (dodgems are VIOLENT, everyone). I also made my live directorial debut, and this became my final SUSUtv production. So it’s been a week full of SUSUtv, and that means I haven’t had time to watch as many things as I would normally. But damn, have I tried.
Since losing my beloved Once Upon A Time, I’ve been looking for a new show to fill my time. I’ve not managed to find something similar. I’ve also not turned to something I’ve been intending to watch for ages – I’ve got a post-it above my desk listing a whole bunch of programmes recommended to me. Instead? I’ve been watching Elementary. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen the first season before, but it was long enough ago (in fact, it may have been when it initially aired) that I remember basically nothing coming back into it. In case you don’t know, it’s the American update of the Sherlock Holmes character. It was pretty contentious for various reasons – it came VERY quickly after Sherlock’s success; it wrote Watson as a woman – but are we all over that now? Because it’s pretty good in its own right. Both Johnny Lee Miller and Lucy Liu are fantastic, and by bringing Sherlock’s drug use to the fore it’s yet another different take on the character. I’ve gone through about thirteen episodes in less than a week.
I’ve also found myself back on the Brooklyn Nine Nine train, as I used the pilot – oh that brilliant pilot – to calm some pre-presenting nerves on Monday. Anyway, I’m now half a season through that, too. It’s still fantastically funny and this has to be, what, the third time I’ve seen it? All of the performances are brilliant, and these characters are genuinely fun company. It’s got the same qualities that Parks and Rec did (unsurprisingly, because there are overlaps in the creative teams behind each show) and I love it for that. It’s that warmth and humour that I need out of my comedy, and I’m glad I have it to watch. I’m especially glad that it’s on Netflix.
As I predicted at the end of last week’s post, I did indeed watch How To Train Your Dragon – although not the sequel, but the first one. There was a point last summer where I was watching it once a week, because it was the only film I wanted to see (last summer wasn’t a barrel of laughs), and so it’s sadly been dulled a little bit by that experience. Still, considering how much I loved it then, a little diminishing returns still leaves a fantastic film. If you watch it and DON’T want Toothless to be your best friend afterwards, you’re wrong. Just plain wrong.
But perhaps the highlight of my cinematic week has to be watching Fast and Furious 6, which gloriously has recently been added to Netflix. And my God, if you haven’t seen it, do. I know that a general consensus was that it wasn’t as much ridiculous fun as Fast Five, or Furious 7 (and I love that someone pointed out that it should really be called And 6) but I actually disagree – I think I might have enjoyed it more than Fast Five. This is for two main reasons: 1) that it is inexplicably set in London for the most part (and almost certainly not filmed there), and 2) because that final action sequence is somehow even crazier. There’s something more entertaining about watching a plane try and take off over a twenty-four mile runway, being chased down by cars, than watching a safe getting dragged through and laying waste to Rio. I cheered a few times, cackled with laughter, and will be telling people that I “need more alphabets” for many years to come. Also, killer post-credits sequence. If it can technically be called a ‘post-credits sequence’ after one frame of credits. Utterly demented, bonkers, bananas fun.