Handling Overload #1 / Forgetting Sarah Marshall

Yes, I wish I knew. 

If you’re a component, it’s easy, you just shut down until someone comes and fixes you, or that’s it, game over.   If you’re more carbon-based than silicon-based, it appears to be a little more complicated.

You see, I’m currently suffering from life overload, and as usual I’m writing a blog with the perverse mindset that trying to make enough sense of the stuff I have to do by sharing with the internet will help in the real world, as I’ll be left with a blog of how to handle overload at the end of this post. 

Am I making any sense?  Of course not.  My brain needs some serious defragmenting.  Perhaps some down-time would be in order….

Forgetting Sarah MarshallThings I have to do #1  I really have to tell you about Forgetting Sarah Marshall, perhaps one of the best films I’ve seen in a long while.  Actual laugh-out-loud funny, along with some very geek-friendly in-jokes that kept the (in this case, geek-filled) cinema in stitches. 

What’s odd about this movie is that I wouldn’t normally go out of my way to see this, even though I enjoyed “Knocked Up” and “40-year-old Virgin” from the same stable.  It’s described as a “romantic disaster movie” in the press kit, which hints at something more than your run-of-the-mill schmooze-fest.

A lot of the time, I’ll walk out of a movie theatre and think “well, that’s another 2 hours out of my life, oh well”, but this was different – my companions and I were rather surprised at just how good the movie was, and even talked about the funny bits over sushi at Satsuma afterward.

The premise is simple: Bloke gets dumped by TV star girlfriend, Bloke gets back on horse (to know which horse, you’ll have to see the film).  Underlying that premise is one thing that’s left out of so many movies these days – a real sense of humour and characters that feel authentic and sincere.  Russell Brand puts on a great performance, and the script is satisfyingly tight – all killer, no filler, boys and girls.  Watch out for some admirably geeky Tshirts too.  In short, I’m quite the evangelist for this one. 

Mooooooooo!Things I don’t have to do #1

Here’s my moo card – I threatened to upload the pic in a previous post.  The back says something about me being from Outer Space, to see if anyone actually reads it…


Other things I have to do involve editing up Qype‘s chocolate tasting video at Melt and Firebox‘s mini-movie about some of their gadgets, getting a Virgin gadget project going (hush hush at the mo), and going on QVC this weekend amongst others.

I’ve decided (in my infinite lack of wisdom), to do a Quentin and make this a mini-series of “do’s” instead of one long hard slog.  Dinner is calling, and I made fairy cakes for dessert.  I’m no closer to making sense of my quest to handle overload, but I do think it will be easier to manage on a full stomach.

Three and Out Review – Movie Screening Last Night

Last night I met up with Brian Pigeon‘s PR agent, Lisa, Madame Miaow and Annie Mole (of “Going Underground” fame) – the latter being responsible for us all meeting up for a popcorn-stuffing, Revel Russian Roulette*-fuelled few hours sitting in the dark, or “going to the cinema” as it’s normally called.
This was a preview screening of “Three and Out“, a film about a driver on the London Underground. On a slight tangent, why is it that even a “small” popcorn is absolutely gargantuan in size? Who on earth decreed that it’s almost mandatory to nibble at vast quantities of packaging material whilst our brain is otherwise occupied with visual images? Perhaps there’s some big recycling drive between Odeon Cinemas and Royal Mail that we’re so far not aware of? I’m pretty certain it was Brian’s PR who referred to popcorn as “Polystyrene” last night, and quite frankly, that’s what started this whole thought process – not that I don’t enjoy absently shovelling it in along with the rest of the audience, but I digress (as usual). Back to the movie – we have taken our seats to watch this British-made comedy out next month – trailer below.
Mackenzie Crook, tube driver in debt, has had 2 people fall under his train in as many weeks. He is then told about the Three and Out rule: three fatalities in a month, and you’re out of a job with a huge payout. This is the story of what happens next, when he meets Colm Meaney (yes, O’Brien out of Star Trek, and yes, I know he’s been in Layer Cake and is an established actor outside of the Federation, but this is “Geek Chic”, after all, so I had to mention it).
Being the sort of person to avoid finding out anything about a film before going to see it, it’s quite a challenge to review this film and say what I thought was good about it without giving too much away. It’s a strange movie – how does one produce a screenplay dealing with death which is also a comedy? Certainly, having a dark sense of humour myself (probably due to traumatic childhood experiences) I found myself warming to a film which had a bit more substance than your average rom-com.
Although I found the love interest somewhat unbelieveable (Mackenzie Crook in an uncomfortably extended sex scene (no pun intended) with a Bond girl, anyone?), there was still a great plot to accompany the now obligatory “boy meets girl” storyline and a refreshing amount of substance to Meaney’s character in particular.


Tube lovers like myself will also appreciate the train driver viewpoints afforded to the filmmakers by London Transport and I did enjoy the film despite one glaring geek error which I can’t prevent myself from mentioning (watch out for what sound the Dell computer makes when it boots up, Apple Mac fans).
Considering there aren’t any helicopters, explosions or Kung Fu, I still think this is worth a bucket of polystyrene or two in the dark.
Three and Out is in cinemas from 25th April 2008.

*mmm, Malteser!! Noooo, coffee!!