Jack vs. Heath

The Prince Charles Cinema are playing Joker against Joker on Monday night with a back to back screening of the original 1989 “Batman” featuring Jack Nicholson as the Joker and this years “The Dark Knight” with the late Heath Ledger….

I didn't think Jack Nicholson would be topped, definitely more humour and
frippery in Jack's performance, but then the whole film never aimed to be the
gritty piece the later series became.


Whatever happned to John Hughes

A good question. He stopped directing in 1991 and hasn't really be heard of since. Some of earliest favourite movies were John Hughes movies, and although it's easy to pick flaws now, I still have soft spot for The Breakfast Club, and still love Ferris Bueller's Day.

Come to think of it what happened to all the stars of those films, where has Molly Ringwold gone? Those questions are also answered in part by the LA Times, though no explanation to what happened to “the duck man” from Pretty In Pink…



Saw U2-3D last night, and regardless of your feelings towards their music you cannot help but be amazed at this new 3D technology.

Showing only at London's IMAX cinema in the UK (and apparently never to be released in any other format) this concert movie is partly a technology showcase for something they called 3eality. Special glasses are still required and after a few seconds adjustment it really does feel like your there on the stage! Don't smirk. It really does.

Thankfully they didn't go for too many 3D gimmicks; ok, I almost ducked the first time the bass guitar was swung past  – but it didn't look like the band were doing anything specifically “three dimensional” for the film. As for the music, it's basically a Best Of set list, so the songs are little overplayed – and there's bombast, politics and the usual U2 trimmings. It's a good concert, but I wouldn't have paid to watch it in 2D…



Control is now showing at Prince Charles Cinema off Leicester Square (£5 tickets, or £3.50 for members).

to emulate his musical heroes, such as David Bowie and Iggy Pop, Ian
Curtis joins a band, and his musical ambition begins to thrive. Married
young, with a daughter, he is distracted from his family commitments by
a new love and the growing expectations of his band, Joy Division. With
epilepsy adding to his guilt and depression, desperation takes hold.
Surrendering to the weight on his shoulders, Ian’s tortured soul
consumes him.