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Jan 6, 2021 17:46:48 GMT
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Post by staggerstag on Jan 6, 2021 17:46:48 GMT
No sign yet of Crock of Gold on the BBC Player which considering the film was funded in part by license payers' money and the film was released a month or so ago is pretty poor show. Available online for about five pounds, I finally tracked down a free viewing of excellent quality.
Julian Temple directs and makes ample use of the animated sequencing and Pathe-style footage employed in The Sex pistols documentary The Filth and the Fury but Shane MacGowan is hardly heard and seen even less in the newly filmed clips. There's a decent perspective of the singer's childhood, a predictable account of his teenage punk years (mostly using footage you've seen many times before - perhaps instead, film of the present-day MacGowan describing those days might have been better, but he doesn't seem very much up for talking at any point in the film beyond precious few recollections) and a passable look at the post-Fairytale years.
The guests in MacGowan's house include a fawning Johnny Depp "How long have we known each other, Shane?" Primal Scream's Bobby Gillespie who can't get a word out of the singer and Gerry Adams with whom Macgowan seems to have the best rapport.
You don't know if MacGowan, sat there in his chair largely unblinking, is staring vacantly into nothingness or is transfixed by some heavenly vision which only he can see.
His politics are divisive throughout but the constant is the music, although at one point I felt a complete arse. Years ago they had a Pogues disc in the pub jukebox. I put on a few of the tracks. When 'Fiesta' came on, a young tough growled 'What's this shit? What's this facking shit?' It was The Pogues, it was great, the Pogues loved it and I loved it. 20 years down the road, towards the end of the film as MacGowan describes the direction The Pogues were taking and how different it was to what he wanted, a clip of Fiesta is played : "I didn't wanna sing those songs. I didn't wanna sing Fiesta, it's a shit song."
6/10 but what was I expecting?
Julian Temple directs and makes ample use of the animated sequencing and Pathe-style footage employed in The Sex pistols documentary The Filth and the Fury but Shane MacGowan is hardly heard and seen even less in the newly filmed clips. There's a decent perspective of the singer's childhood, a predictable account of his teenage punk years (mostly using footage you've seen many times before - perhaps instead, film of the present-day MacGowan describing those days might have been better, but he doesn't seem very much up for talking at any point in the film beyond precious few recollections) and a passable look at the post-Fairytale years.
The guests in MacGowan's house include a fawning Johnny Depp "How long have we known each other, Shane?" Primal Scream's Bobby Gillespie who can't get a word out of the singer and Gerry Adams with whom Macgowan seems to have the best rapport.
You don't know if MacGowan, sat there in his chair largely unblinking, is staring vacantly into nothingness or is transfixed by some heavenly vision which only he can see.
His politics are divisive throughout but the constant is the music, although at one point I felt a complete arse. Years ago they had a Pogues disc in the pub jukebox. I put on a few of the tracks. When 'Fiesta' came on, a young tough growled 'What's this shit? What's this facking shit?' It was The Pogues, it was great, the Pogues loved it and I loved it. 20 years down the road, towards the end of the film as MacGowan describes the direction The Pogues were taking and how different it was to what he wanted, a clip of Fiesta is played : "I didn't wanna sing those songs. I didn't wanna sing Fiesta, it's a shit song."
6/10 but what was I expecting?