Fuck - aren't we over the "all Aucklanders are wankers" and all Southerners are "True and Honest Kiwis" shtick? Please?
We bloody ought to be because it is so infantile. As for that Speights 'Southern Man' caricature--my daughter thinks he is a closet gay. New Zealand is too small , and the popul.ation too dispersed for such regionalisms to have any weight. I say this as someone who grew up in Taranaki
A good year, except for the terrible middle bit, when a close friend died in a snow storm in the Tararuas.
Thank you, Graham, for all your insights into good music this year. I have purchased at least 6 CDs based on your recommendations.
I once read that the average New Zealander sees, on average, seven films a year. [Citation required]
The latest NZ figures I have are: Annual cinema trips per capita are 2007: 8.6 (calculated from 36.5m total visits) and 2008: 9.4 (39.9m).
Like all averages, such figures don't account for significant deviations (eg Craig's 48 or Robyn's 100) but, on the whole, they are pretty healthy averages.
Still doesn't explain why the film for the actual kids are so much more intelligent, experimental, nuanced and complex.
They are and they are not. Having sat through trailers for the Chipmunks: The Squequel twice, there still is garbage being made for the child audience. I have tried sleeping through such movies when I have taken my children, but they (the movies) are much too relentlessly noisy to allow that.
I think there could be a correlation in respect of the aging-up of 'family' movies with the adult sensibility in TV animation for children, from The Simpsons to SpongeBob Squarepants.
48 -- but three quarters of that was Film Society and festival shows
That is great. We have Film Society screening at the local Victoria cinema (tea and toasted sandwiches delivered to your seat).
I guess the next question I would ask of everyone: How many of the films you watched this year (at the cinema + DVD) were New Zealand films? I am thinking about this because I have to write (by early Jan) an intro on the state of NZ cinema, for the NZ volume of the Directory of World Cinema.
I hope Isabel won't mind us sharing this. Great to find a Bowie song I had never heard before.
Incidentally, DB was born one day before me. With the time zones, it could have been pretty much at the same time I emerged.
Well, it is damn good to have you back!
Hmm. Maybe I am turning into one of those film bods I used to-not-greatly-admire. Or it could be because I now teach a World Cinema course, with an agenda of introducing students to films they might never otherwise encounter (films from Finland, Iran, Israel, France etc). I do love film-as-immersion but I think my need is more now about floating in a thought bubble, rather than bodily experience. I liked Where the Wild Things Are, for example, because it is not a children's film, but an adult discourse about childhood. It is also rather sad, and without a pat resolution. On the other hand, going to Inglourious Basterds was a joyous occasion, largely because it was a shared experience with my 16 year old daughter--just when I thought our worlds were diverging. We both loved it.
Still, it has been a mixed year in film. I keep a record of films I go to; last year it was 52 (what symmetry!), this year I have only just cracked 40. Not sure why, but we did miss out on the film festival (except for tor the trips I took to Auckland).
I would be interested in how many films other folk get to in a year.
This one? Nothing more than this I'm afraid.
Yes, it is that compilation--and a remarkably enjoyable set of music. For a good cause too!
Maybe if I had been sitting elsewhere (we were in the second row from the screen)? Still have a crick in my neck.
I did love the foliage but will remain a dissenting voice in the general chorus of enthusiasm. So, I will say no more about Avatar.