The Square PR ramps up ahead of 31/7
July 18th 2008 12:25
http://www.squarethemovie.com/
The website's been updated, the trailer has changed, but the Wonnie Bridge and River still looks beautiful in the twilight; painting a golden glow on what lies beneath. There's lots of interesting stuff about the making of the film, the actors, and great insights into the nitty gritty of film-making and manscaping (there are lots of mullets and beards to be maintained in this pic). It's well worth trawling through this site.
I was surprised to discover Claudia Karvan's smitten workmate in "Love My Way", appears in this film. Totally unrecognisable in tribal tatoo, John Butleresque beard, and facial injuries. Also surprising was the actress who plays Joel Edgerton's victim-girlfriend is only sixteen. She was brilliant. Keep an eye out for her in future roles. By then, I'll remember her name!
Here in the real valley, I'm looking forward to another reminder on the big screen of summers down here. It is freezing at this time of year. Freezing, dark and damp. Bring on the tank-top weather. The lack of sunshine is oppressive. The cold holds you hostage, as you lack the motivation to go outside, circadian rhythms are disturbed, and your mood fluctuates wildly. I follow the sunlight, like my cats, and spend mornings in my daughter's room; the only naturally warm room, carbon neutral room in the house. Till 11am, at least.
Outside, my chooks are off lay, and the backyard is permafrost. A Hills Hoist becomes redundant. All of my gardening, therefore, takes place on my balcony, where I'm currently transplanting the runners of inedible strawberries into pots, to train over the chook house out back, in the hope that hanging gardens are less accessible to claws and beaks. All the fertiliser they produce is not useful where they roam during the day, as they dig up any plants they can. Despite not laying, they seem as happy and healthy as ever, despite the freezing conditions.
The river is, remarkably, warmer than you'd think for this time of year. I know this first hand as I capsized my kayak on my first brief paddle last week. With my daughter. She was not happy...
Today's adventure was somewhat drier, though I must work on a more elegant way of disembarking from my craft.
Twilight on the water is magic. Ducks return to friendly backyards, and the sunset, mirrored in the clouds, casts its fluorescent reflection on the water...
For all my sarcasm, this really is an amazing place to live. And Nash's film shows the natural beauty of the place, whilst being unnervingly close to home in the portrayl of its inhabitants. Go see it, but heed the warnings, as there are some gory, albeit quirky bits.
And for some cleangreenneen trivia: in one of the funniest parts of the film, the dog's demise begins as he bolts out of my street. Which theoretically means his dodgy owner could be my neighbour! I'll keep on the lookout for mullets and mid-life crises!
The website's been updated, the trailer has changed, but the Wonnie Bridge and River still looks beautiful in the twilight; painting a golden glow on what lies beneath. There's lots of interesting stuff about the making of the film, the actors, and great insights into the nitty gritty of film-making and manscaping (there are lots of mullets and beards to be maintained in this pic). It's well worth trawling through this site.
I was surprised to discover Claudia Karvan's smitten workmate in "Love My Way", appears in this film. Totally unrecognisable in tribal tatoo, John Butleresque beard, and facial injuries. Also surprising was the actress who plays Joel Edgerton's victim-girlfriend is only sixteen. She was brilliant. Keep an eye out for her in future roles. By then, I'll remember her name!
Here in the real valley, I'm looking forward to another reminder on the big screen of summers down here. It is freezing at this time of year. Freezing, dark and damp. Bring on the tank-top weather. The lack of sunshine is oppressive. The cold holds you hostage, as you lack the motivation to go outside, circadian rhythms are disturbed, and your mood fluctuates wildly. I follow the sunlight, like my cats, and spend mornings in my daughter's room; the only naturally warm room, carbon neutral room in the house. Till 11am, at least.
Outside, my chooks are off lay, and the backyard is permafrost. A Hills Hoist becomes redundant. All of my gardening, therefore, takes place on my balcony, where I'm currently transplanting the runners of inedible strawberries into pots, to train over the chook house out back, in the hope that hanging gardens are less accessible to claws and beaks. All the fertiliser they produce is not useful where they roam during the day, as they dig up any plants they can. Despite not laying, they seem as happy and healthy as ever, despite the freezing conditions.
The river is, remarkably, warmer than you'd think for this time of year. I know this first hand as I capsized my kayak on my first brief paddle last week. With my daughter. She was not happy...
Today's adventure was somewhat drier, though I must work on a more elegant way of disembarking from my craft.
Twilight on the water is magic. Ducks return to friendly backyards, and the sunset, mirrored in the clouds, casts its fluorescent reflection on the water...
For all my sarcasm, this really is an amazing place to live. And Nash's film shows the natural beauty of the place, whilst being unnervingly close to home in the portrayl of its inhabitants. Go see it, but heed the warnings, as there are some gory, albeit quirky bits.
And for some cleangreenneen trivia: in one of the funniest parts of the film, the dog's demise begins as he bolts out of my street. Which theoretically means his dodgy owner could be my neighbour! I'll keep on the lookout for mullets and mid-life crises!
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Comment by Jeannine Baird
on Fitness First?
Clean Green Neen
I haven't been there for some months, but I agree with what you're saying. Their music videos were always highly sexualised. Now, to add to insecurities about body image etc they are actually advocating plastic surgery?! What a miserable organisation.
I had tried the personal trainers, and found them very pushy. I see why now. They work in terrible conditions.
Anyway, my kayak's due to arrive tomorrow, so I'm looking forward to some different training in God's beautiful creation.
Thanks for your comments.