"In my opinion there are some things that should never be put together. A lit match and a bucket of petrol for example. Or white Burgundy and Munster. So I was somewhat upset this week to hear what John Travolta is planning as his next film project Shakespeare. It seems that he has announced that his talent has now "matured" sufficiently to be able to tackle the Bard. To this end he is trying to set up a modern day version of As You Like It relocated to New York. Dear God! Is nothing sacred? Has nobody seen the utterly dire Battlefield Earth, which he produced and starred in? A film so appalling that even science fiction fans who will normally sit through any old rubbish hated it. And if you think that was a one-off then a look further back down the Travolta CV reveals the limp and insipid, Phenomenon and the "Lets get Jamie Leigh Curtis into a leotard" dross bucket that is rather ironically titled, Perfect. The man is a disaster area! Shakespeare must be turning in his grave so fast, theres a danger he could drill down to Australia.
Bring me three portions of morels on toast will you? Topped with real truffle oil, mark you. Not that imitation soya slop you pass off on Australian tourists. My palate may be slightly tarnished after 45 years of abuse but I can still sniff out fungus gold quicker than a sweaty French pig.
Mention of our Antipodean cousins remind me that production has begun on the latest in the Mad Max series, although the producers have apparently forgone the tried and tested way of making films that have been knocking around for the last hundred years or so, theyve begun shooting without a leading man. I realise that Im something of a traditionalist but are they insane?! This appears to be something of a recurring trend in recent years. Jurassic Park III began filming before the script was completely written prompting William H Macy to ask, "Who launches a hundred million dollar tanker before the engine room is finished?" The question, "Who agrees to appear in a film that hasnt got a script yet?" was unfortunately never put to him. Recently, Warren Beattys vanity project, Town and Country officially became the worlds most expensive flop. Again the script was still being written as the cameras were turning. Can you spot the recurring theme here? Why doesnt somebody smack their heads together and try to knock some sense into them? Ill happily volunteer.
I rather fear that the early stages of senility may be setting up shop in Charlton Hestons head. He was asked about his cameo appearance in the remake of Planet of the Apes and was heard to remark, "When youve made The Ten Commandments and played Moses, its strange when somebody says, How do you feel about messing around with apes?" It cant be too long before he starts expressing surprise when asked about Ben Hur with the words, "What chariot race? Im president of the National Rifle Association you know"
Does this duck taste a little doggy to you? Is the chef a Malaysian by any chance?
You cant fail to have noticed that bloody Pearl Harbour is still at the top of the British box office charts. I remember a time when we used to pride ourselves on having more taste then the Americans. Mind you in those days there wasnt a MacDonald's or ruddy Starbucks on every street corner. Rumours are circulating that Derek Malcolm is pacing the corridors of The Guardian carrying a loaded shotgun and muttering, Time to end the pain Poor chap. They must be working him too hard."