Week five is time for one of the big categories: comedy. I'm hoping for some good nominations.
A Fantastic Fear of Everything
Jack is a children's author turned crime novelist whose detailed research into the lives of Victorian serial killers has turned him into a paranoid wreck, persecuted by the irrational fear of being murdered. When Jack is thrown a life-line by his long-suffering agent and a mysterious Hollywood executive takes a sudden and inexplicable interest in his script, what should be his big break rapidly turns into his big breakdown, as Jack is forced to confront his worst demons; among them his love life, his laundry and the origin of all fear.
Victorian serial killers
The Final Countdown
Gangsta Rap Mix Tapes
Oven drying laundry
Brian the Hedgehog
Astral Projecting Psychiatrists
Superb Simon Pegg
Mix all these things together, wash, rinse and dry and you've got yourself an intriguing, funny and surprising film that is only let down a bit by its final act.
The scenes in the house are bordering on greatness, Pegg is practically performing a ballet with his pouncing and leaping around the place. The narration gives the film a comfortable feel and the colours/saturation are really lovely. However, it veers so wildly away from what makes it outstanding that it lost me somewhere towards the middle and never regained the magic. Still worth a watch, and a pretty good soundtrack (erm, not counting Final Countdown!).
This film is about underpants.
I'm a big fan of underpants so obviously I enjoyed it.
Gonna go roll around on the floor for a bit. Cya later!
A Fantastic Fear of Everything seems to be a rather polarising film with people either engrossed by its quirky rambling charms or bored by its aimless indulgences. As you can probably guess from my rating I’m firmly in the latter camp. Based on Bruce Robinson’s novella, Paranoia in the Launderette, I can see how this story would work far better on the page than on the screen seeing as the entire story is from the perspective of a paranoid writer who is irrationally frightened of everything.
Crispian Mills (yes, that Crispian Mills) expands the story yet fills it with such quirky and inconsequential waffle I was spending most of the time looking at my watch rather than the television screen.…
If I see the name "Simon Pegg" in big letters on the cover with an image of him in [albeit gross] underwear...of course I'm going to want to watch it!
A Fantastic Fear of Everything was often times laugh-out-loud funny, and always endearing and stylish.
I do not know if it has anything to do with being from America but I have absolutely no idea who Crispian Mills was before writing the screenplay and directing this movie. I knew he was a musician after reading Antonomasia's well-written and informative review of A Fantastic Fear of Everything. Thankfully, whatever tarnishing thoughts a person may have associated with Mills, I think they should let them go when it comes to his artistic…
"Given Crispian Mills' music, I wasn't expecting much - apart from Simon Pegg - of his debut as a writer-director, but surprisingly, it's really good..." posted a friend whose taste I greatly respect. Immediately I wanted to see the film, which I hadn't heard of before. For starters, I think this friend and ... well, most people are a bit harsh on Kula Shaker (a minor Britpop band, remembered for ill-judged public-school-hippie pronouncements, and psychedelic influenced tunes which I found quite catchy). And Mills comes from a strong cinematic lineage (grandfather Sir John, mother Hayley) so you'd hope he'd produce something reasonable. He also seems to have aged well and whatever my sixteen year old self saw in his looks…
There are glimmers of potential within the conceptual bounds of A Fantastic Fear of Everything.The unfortunate problem is that there is no urgency here.
Jack (Simon Pegg) starts off batty as a loon and the first 2/3s of the movie is him doing his best batty Johnny Depp (esp. Secret Window era, which also happens to be about a writer). Pegg's character is researching serial killers for a tv series he's trying to write. At some point he starts seeing every creak of the house or rustle of the curtains as a killer out to slaughter him. We don't know what that point is because the movie starts with guns-blazing. There's no gentle up-ramping of insanity. It just is.
It presents itself as a comedy, but it's not particularly funny--more tongue-in-cheek, if anything. But it's an interesting and unusual film with a lot of substance, even if it's kind of all over the place. I tend to like films like this, though. I appreciate a filmmaker who's willing to go someplace new even if it doesn't completely work as a cohesive narrative, which this doesn't. It's a few different films rolled into one. But that's a part of its charm, really.
such an amazing film. The photography is beautiful, the soundtrack is smooth and so well thought out ...i just can't think of anything about this film that I don't like
I'm getting real tired of your sh*t!
Imagine a wannabe television writer / crime novelist that's also a professional paranoid wreck. Well, that's your flavor of Simon Pegg for tonight. A lovable movie with a script that practically screams for a theatre adaptation. / Imagine um pretenso roteirista de televisão / romancista criminal que é também um paranoico profissional. Bem, esse é o seu Simon Pegg desta noite. Um filme adorável com um script que praticamente grita para uma adaptação teatral.
Wonderful. Simon Pegg is a master class actor, and he delivers newcomer Chris Hopewell's dialogue expertly.
It looks wonderful too. Fans of Edgar Wright will love this.
Tres quirky but the lightweight story relies too heavily on voice over narration and Simon Pegg's charm (which is bountiful don't get me wrong).
Unlike anything I've seen recently. Totally unique.
Not even Simon Pegg can pull this dreadful mess together. I admit that the bizarro movie poster had me curious and hopeful that this film would be campy fun but it isn't fun at all. It becomes plodding and annoying.
Pegg (Shaun of the Dead) plays a children's book author who has decided to switch-up his career by researching and writing a book about the most notorious serial killers of Victorian England. Pegg's Jack must have a few screws loose upstairs because he quickly becomes paranoid and convinced that a serial killer is on his trail and has plans to off him. Why? Well ... I guess the filmmakers thought it'd be funny.
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