When life is varied and we meet a plenitude of people we find many sources of inspiration. This is the immediate thought I have when it comes to Sjaka S Septmebir. From an Afrikaans Christian background, conscription in the Navy, self-publishing his novels and immersing himself in performance arts and poetry: Sjaka’s history is a rich one. He is a natural story-teller and I become absorbed in the yarns he tells and think to myself that he must have directed at some point as well. He confirms this and he has recently returned from Grahamstown with The Way Out, which he will hopefully bring to the Western Cape as well before he heads off to Italy for his first time out of the country where he will be joining the exclusive physical theatre group Helikos. He has, however, been all over South Africa Jack Kerouac-style: all the major cities, plenty of little dorpies, hitch-hiking: the whole nine yards.
As Robin Williams so poignantly put it in Dead Poets’ Society: “We read and write poetry, because we are members of the human race and the human race is filled with passion; and medicine, law, business, engineering – these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love: these are what we stay alive for”.
With the World Cup around the corner, this seems like the perfect theme (even if only one of the films focuses on soccer…sort of). Sports’ movies promote many great themes, such as solidarity and perseverance. Due to these themes, one of the most popular stories that emerges is the story of the underdog. This leads to an inevitable and predictable formula; yet somehow these movies manage to retain their individuality and all offer something different.
I am embarrassed to admit that I have never read a Stephen King book. However, the film adaptations of his books do exist as a genre on their own and I am sure there are plenty of people out there who watch these adaptations without having read the book first.
There are two words I wish to address here: art and criticism. Art is defined as “producing something beautiful, especially by painting or drawing”. Briefly ignoring this extremely narrow and exclusive definition, we move on to the meaning of criticism: “pointing out faults”. If you don’t believe me – check the Oxford Dictionary.
My favourite comic book adaptation has always been Batman, particularly after Christopher Nolan and Christian Bale saved the entire franchise. However, there is so much more out there. I don’t claim to know much about comic books, so whether the adaptations are ever faithful or not is never really of much concern to me.
Huddled against the cold night air in big jackets and gloves, keeping their bodies and especially their fingers warm for their show, Jacob and Sam soon warm us up with their amiable conversation and easy-going nature. They are the driving force behind Tidal Waves, a successful South African reggae band who consist of Charlie (bass), Mr. Mans (lead guitar) and Abrie (keys) and, of course, Jacob on vocals and guitar and Sam on vocals and drums.
Martial arts movies are exactly what the name implies – movies featuring martial arts. From Muay Thai in Ong Bak to Ninjutsu in Bloodsport, these types of movies display different styles in a variety of ways for a variety of reasons. Martial arts movies originated in the Orient and have since penetrated Western cinema with movies such as Rush Hour and The One.
Revenge. Vengeance. Retribution. No matter what you call it they all entail the notion of justice being served against someone who wronged another. However, more often than not the story usually goes that someone has been wronged and justice was not served and the victim then takes justice into their own hands.
Before Facebook turned us all into vampires, these creatures were dark and mysterious. The film industry has a long and deep history concerning vampires – from Germany’s Nosferatu (1922) all the way up to today’s Blade trilogy (1998-2004). The Blade movies created a vampire legend of Wesley Snipes, with Bela Lugosi and Christopher Lee holding the title in ages past.