Oppenheimer – Review

Christopher Nolan’s ‘Oppenheimer’ explores the events that lead up to the creation of the atomic bomb as well as the aftermath of the world changing weapon. Cillian Murphy gives an outstanding performance as the titular role, J. Robert Oppenheimer. The film’s timeline jumps from Oppenheimer’s past to the aftermath of the creation of the nuclear weapon, the film is largely dialogue amongst courtroom drama scenes which increasingly builds tension throughout the three-hour long film. Despite its long running time, every scene in the film feels necessary to the plot and keeps the viewer constantly engaged. Despite the obvious subject being the atomic bomb, Oppenheimer is essentially a character study; centred on a man who has dedicated his life to science and must deal with the global consequences of his genius but deadly creation. Visually, the film is beautiful, often feeling slightly claustrophobic as the plot thickens. The scenes showing the courtroom drama are in black and white, emphasizing the sobering repercussions of the atomic bomb.

The women in Oppenheimer have limited screen time but steal the moment when they do, Oppenheimer’s somewhat mysterious past is represented through his ‘former communist’ wife, Kitty (Emily Blunt) and communist lover, Jean (Florence Pugh). Despite being background characters, their impact on Oppenheimer is evident. Nolan has been criticised for writing women badly however in this instance both Kitty and Jean impact the plot whilst letting the titular character take the main stage.

Note on ‘Barbenheimer’

Both Gerwig’s Barbie and Nolan’s Oppenheimer have proven that cinema is still very much alive and thriving. The films have ‘sparked the biggest UK box office opener since 2019’ according to the BBC, proving that straight to streaming is not the way to go. Recently I have visited my local cinema for other films and the turnout was nothing like Barbenheimer opening weekend which made me worried about the potential death of cinemas. But seeing so many people dressed in pink (for Barbie) and all black (for Oppenheimer) has restored my faith in people’s love for cinema and the arts.

Barbie – Review

Greta Gerwig’s modern masterpiece ‘Barbie’ is a must see. Controversially, I saw Barbie first on opening night (21st July) instead the generally suggested Oppenheimer-to-Barbie double bill. This was under the impression that you would come out of Oppenheimer feeling down about nuclear bombs and the general state of the world whereas Barbie’s wonderful pink fun would be uplifting and fun after Nolan’s three-hour film (note: Oppenheimer review coming soon). Don’t get me wrong, Barbie was filled with laughs, beautiful pinks, and lots of fun. But in 2023 did we really expect a film praising the idyllic, blonde, skinny, capitalist Barbie? No, of course not, it’s Greta Gerwig for goodness’ sake. Gerwig tackles the way we perceive perfect, plastic ‘Barbie’ in the real-world V.S Barbie land in which all the Barbies are extremely successful, and sexism is essentially non-existent. Barbie (Margot Robbie) gets a shock when she discovers the realities of a patriarchal society whereas Ken is in awe of the men-oriented society. Barbie is for everyone, you will laugh, you will cry, and you will most likely be pleasantly surprised. With a variety of pop culture references from various films, ‘that’s so me’ moments and an Oscar worthy song from Ryan Gosling, the entire cinema was laughing and fully embracing this wonderful film. Barbie dolls have been an integral part of some of our childhoods, but ‘stereotypical’ Barbie (played by Margot Robbie) can often represent an unrealistic representation of the “perfect woman” for little girls growing up. The film embraces this criticism whilst also celebrating the collective experience of girlhood. Barbie beautifully portrays the joys of being a girl and embracing femininity but also the human experience; the highs and lows of life and the beauty of simply experiencing life. Barbie celebrates the amazing things that woman can achieve but also accepts the hardships and burdens that every woman feels. Gloria (America Ferrera) delivers a beautiful monologue, depicting all the things women are told to be and not to be. Whilst celebrating women, Barbie also explores the collective feminine pain and rage we all share. When the credits rolled, the pink filled room applauded. Seeing so many people dressed in pink, embracing the energy (or Kenergy) of this film felt like a well needed celebration of girlhood.

Uncomfortable comfort

I stayed in that place for far too long

That place between comfort and holding on

Holding onto nothing but a vague memory

A feeling that started to fade, but I was determined to keep

There is strength and fear in letting go

The places that once instilled fear in my heart

Are now places of solitude and peace

The streets of my pain become memories

That’s all you are, a memory

Asteroid City review

Wes Anderson’s much anticipated film of the summer; ‘Asteroid City’ is a surprisingly short and sweet story that explores a myriad of stories within a small fictional town. Anderson shows a story within a story; similar to some of his previous work like The French Dispatch however with a more to-the-point plot this time. Asteroid City is a play, narrated comedically by Bryan Cranston, and written by Conrad Earp (Edward Norton). The film dances around Anderson’s classic subjects: the human condition, the delicacy of childhood, death, grief all amongst quirky one liners, an all-star cast and the occasional breaking of the fourth wall. Ultimately this is not something new from Wes Anderson however a new blindingly bright colour pallete, reminiscent of William Eggleston’s photography, that we have not seen in Anderson’s 50/60s pale, pastel colour palletes which adds a new element to the ‘Anderson aesthetic’. The story revolves around a group of scientifically gifted kids and their parents who carry their fair share of issues which are divulged throughput the film. Once again, we are reminded that both the kids and adults are in fact, not alright but a life altering event, perhaps mirroring recent events like covid, brings them together whilst simultaneously driving them insane. By the end of the film, most of the characters have ultimately gone their separate ways and the small town remains ultimately almost the same as when they arrived but they have all lived through this shared experience that shows the best and the worst of humanity.

A to B

I love the solitude I feel on trains
The feeling of moving away from something and going to something new
The lovely in-between where I don’t have to think

Where I hold onto infinite nothingness
Where I belong to no one and no city
Simple existing amongst the fellow travellers

When I arrive at my destination
Whether I am home or somewhere new
I feel a beautiful sense of renewal
The train is my place of worship
The journey in between; my religion

Never ending scenes of nature
I feel small but powerful
I am part of that temporary sweet nothing

‘Bodysnatcher’ Review

Carol Margaret Davison’s ‘Bodysnatcher’ tells the story of both the aftermath and the ongoings of the infamous Burke and Hare murders. The story is told between a series of journal entries and varying perspectives of Burke and his partner, Nelly. Whilst diving into the horrendous murders and historical streets of Edinburgh, the reader is introduced to the female gaze through Burke’s lover, we get a ‘he said/she said’ perspective on the gruesome tale. When we are first introduced to the characters, Burke has already been jailed for his crimes, contemplating his many murders whereas the reader is shown a more empathetic introduction to Nelly who seems to have lived with misfortune throughout her entire life and yet she persists. In this tale full of cruel and murderous men, the resilience of women stands out. From a seemingly innocent romance between Nelly and ‘Billy’ Burke, his true character is shown as the plot develops. Instead of focusing on the inevitable ‘graverobbing’ murders, Davidson explores the many hardships the women of this era had to suffer as their formerly loving partners turn into malicious beings. Davidson also pays tribute to the innocent victims of Burke and Hare instead of glorifying the infamous murderers. Instead, we see a more human side to the story; Nelly and Billy’s pasts and what brings the couple together as well as what ultimately tears them apart. The book is a hit for fans of romance, history, gothic fiction, and crime; a little bit of everything.

Sunset

I feel an unfathomable sense of loneliness when the sun goes down

Not for the lack of a partner

But for the lack of the glow that the day brings

The absence of the company of the day

I wear the glasses that pinch the bridge of my nose to soak up the details of the last moments before the sun goes down

The golden glow of my best friend’s hair

The dancing branches of the soft breeze in the trees

The conversations that left me in tears from laughing too hard

The small patches of sunlight through the kitchen window

How Edinburgh flats glow under the disappearing sky

Watching my cat curl up where the sun left its mark

I fear that I feel too much

Or sometimes not at all

That my emotions come out ten times stronger

But why hold back a feeling so strong

To embrace life’s beauty whilst accepting its flaws

Filling the night with literature, music, and film

Something to savour the beauty of the day

The desire to be close to someone fades away

The streets that were once cursed by tainted memories are just streets

In fact, I am happy whilst walking past them now

For the memories I have made

And the love I have felt

It was all worth it to feel the beauty of life

Despite the temporary pain

Beautiful things will come around again

Winter 2023

Do you still think of me fondly?

As you lay your head to rest on the pillow where I used to dream beside you

Do you miss me in the same way that I miss you?

Do I truly miss you or just the version of you I first met?

You used to smile at me from between my thighs

Now you avoid my eye at the dinner table

Making excuses to avoid my messages

My heart grows colder as you fade away

I was just a convenience until I was an inconvenience

In my dreams you convince me it was real

but it’s not real it’s all in my head and it always has been

since you’re gone, I can erase the man in my head

a month has passed

I no longer miss the sweetness of your words

The small moments that break up the silences

I fill the void with my successes

Kissing boys at the bus stop where you left me

Leaving lipstick stains on coffee cups instead of your lips

Making my mark on the world without someone beside me

I deserve to be loved the way I love and cherish myself

Valentine’s Day

Ordered the wrong wine at the bar. I am sitting alone on Valentine’s Day waiting for a friend and I look like I’ve been stood up. Last year I was with a man I didn’t love anymore. This year I lost a man I never loved. But what if? That’s the constant question on my mind. And I know the answer. We were never going to work, I was obsessed with the idea of you and the fake conversations I had with you in my head. And when we spoke it would never be the same, it would never be enough but I lured myself into a false illusion thinking that it would get better. That one day you would say you loved me even though I wasn’t entirely sure that I was in love with you. In fact I was never in love with you, it was always the idea of you, the night me we met. It was like a fucking film. Catching eyes across the dance floor, making cool conversation, letting you know I was interested, walking me all the way home, the non stop conversation, the way you kissed me at my door, the sweet start to a doomed end. It was a god damn fairytale with a realistic ending. It ended. It was never meant to be and that’s okay, it just sucks and that’s also okay. I wish I never met you but I’m still glad that I did. You were never my person and you never will be but god I’ll miss those small moments. Waking up in your bed when I never intended to stay the night. The warmth of your back against my chest. Small kisses upon my forehead. The feeling of your hair. The way I would feel your lingering stare. Your perfect arms around my frame, holding me there, in that moment, where I still am. I can’t leave and I don’t know why. If I sat in your room one more time I know it wouldn’t be right but god I wish I could spend one more night.

Fix the System, Not the Women – Review

Laura Bates explores the everyday issues that women must face in a patriarchal world as well as the deep-rooted issues that leave women constantly aware of their surroundings and living in a constant state of fear whether it is something little or something that engulfs their entire lives. This eye-opening book discusses the many ways in which women have been told to change their behaviour to adhere to a patriarchal society. We are taught that it is our fault for unwanted comments, sexual assaults, workplace harassment or murder. Bates goes on to explain that from a young age we are immediately devalued as women, the responsibility is put on women to quieten ourselves to stay safe. The real problem lies with not putting the responsibility on men to make women feel safe, instead women are told how to behave. Bates uses extracts from her ‘everyday sexism’ project where women share their stories about being violated or assaulted by men; to some these stories may be shocking. But to others we know these stories or a familiar version of these stories all too well. This is a powerful piece of work that everyone, and I mean everyone, needs to read this book.