Showing posts with label Zooey Deschanel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zooey Deschanel. Show all posts

Trolling.



Film Being slightly too old to care at the time, I never did own a troll, the only kind I really encountering as a child being the monstrosity that menaced the three billy goats gruff in a Ladybird book. So the fact of a film based on The Trolls entirely passed me by until this morning when a friend sent me a link to a cover of Lionel Richie's Hello sung by Zooey Deschanel (Spotify).

Like The Lego Movie soundtrack, it's a franchise album which punches well above its weight in talent and material thanks to having Anna Kendrick and Justin Timberlake as Executive Producers.  Mostly covers of really cool songs, there is some original material including an "I Want" song from Kendrick (Spotify), which has a chorus which sounds like Price Tag and a Millennial Whoop.

Collider has an interview with Justin and Anna about the production process:
"TIMBERLAKE: So, my job for that was just hopefully to put our own spin on it, make it sound unique, and make it sound like it belonged in the scene, much like musical theater, almost. And then, I also wrote four original songs, specifically written for the movie. I’ve never done anything like that, either. Some of the music does sound very ‘70s. Overall, you’ll feel that a lot of the music definitely has a little bit of ‘70s funk to it, so that was definitely an inspiration for “Can’t Stop the Feeling,” as well. You get to see some of the animation and what they’re working on, so you get to see how big a moment is. When you finally get to see where the Bergens live, you hear The Gorillaz. You just want to sonically complement that."
Sadly this film itself looks like a fairly perfunctory quest narrative but you can't have everything.  [Thanks Talia!]

Sunday Girls.

Music She & Him's new album Volume 3 is out and streaming on Spotify:



It's right up to the standard of their previous work, which is just the sort of thing for people who like that sort of thing. I like that sort of thing so I sort of like it. A lot.

But as you can see above, there's a complexly post-modern moment when Zooey and M offer their cover version of Blondie's Sunday Girl. It's a bassy, half punk, half Doris Day rendition (as so much of their music is) but the same song is also the music, in a different version, on the promo bumpers for the sitcom New Girl in the UK, advertising the Nina Ricci perfume.

A quick glance at YouTube and we find this:



Not having paid attention to such things, it hadn't occurred to me that the lady in those bumpers, Florrie Arnold, would be the singer and the bumpers are what appears to be her pop promo.  The Wikipedia is here to embarrass me about how uninformed I've been.

 Here she is singing it live:



Merci beaucoup.  But she is also the "face" of Nina Ricci, appearing in department store advertising, so this is all part of some 360 advertising modern thingame.  Here she is being interviewed in Vogue.

Which brings us back to Sunday Girl appearing on She & Him's third album.  It is a substantially different version to the Florrie Arnold but as a student of marketing I have to wonder about the intent in them choosing that song.  Did they know about the connection?  Has life just become one long commercial?  That's practically what this whole blog post is, after all ...

Not Zooey.

Journalism The Mail Online mistook me for Zooey Deschanel and all I got was this lousy photo:
"When I saw the article, a friend was searching for photos of Zooey Deschanel and that was the first article that popped up this past weekend - I was immediately horrified. Those photos were godawful! Not only did I not look like Zooey Deschanel, I didn’t look like me. Secondly, how had they found me? Did someone see me driving down Buena Vista Avenue and follow my car? Wouldn’t my car - a beat up old VW Jetta with a USC sticker - alert them to my non-celebrity status? Where had the photographer hidden? That’s one nice camera, it’s right up in my face, but the street was empty. Also, no offense to Burbank, but where I was looking was on the cheaper side, and unless Zooey Deschanel was involved in some ponzi scheme, the girl did not need to live there. How had no one noticed the photographer’s mistake?"
So that's Zooey, Katy Perry, this lady and Anna Friel when she's appearing in Pushing Daisies. At this rate the New Girl parody of the Robert Palmer video will be a go project.

The Opinion Engine 2.0:
4/31:
What's your opinion of Zooey Deschanel?


Question asked by Annette of Annette's Notebook.

“One day, you’ll be cool.”

Film & Music  The first time I really noticed Zooey Deschanel, though in truth it felt like she'd noticed me, was near the beginning of Cameron Crowe’s Almost Famous, in which she plays Anita, the rebellious big sister of William, Crowe’s avatar in this autobiographical piece.   She was leaving home to become an airline stewardess and before toddling off around the world she said goodbye to her little brother and as ever Crowe employed a point of view shot because he wanted us to see the world through William's innocent perception.

As she loomed over her brother, she looked directly at us and although the effect of this is lost even on the biggest television, in the cinema on a massive screen, we were collectively hypnotised by her saucer like blue eyes. I’ve never been cool, never will be cool, but when she said, “One day, you’ll be cool", a decade ago, I could well believe it and watching again for the purposes of taking the not quite convincing low angle shot reproduced above for illustrative purposes, I believed it again.

That single moment probably defines her entire career, the girl who makes you feel cool.  She does it again in the disappointing film version of The Hitchhiker's Guide To Galaxy which despite the best efforts of Stephen Fry as the book, is an abomination, but offers the best of the Trillians, which isn’t hard because (a) Douglas Adams himself had admitted that he always underwrote her in the early stories and (b) because Zooey steals every scene she's in, even when acting opposite a hypertensive Sam Rockwell as Zaphod.

She is understated. Human. Even more so than Martin Freeman whose main crime is not being Simon Jones, which is odd because Zooey is neither Susan Sheridan or Sandra Dickinson.  But unlike either of those her Trillian seems like someone you could meet at a party, fall for, but who'll ultimate leave with some other, spacey guy, unless she's in the mood to make you think better of yourself, work through your low-self esteem and, yes, one day make you cool. 

It took a few more years before someone neatly defined that special quality, the manic pixie dream girl. Since being coined by Nathan Rabin at The AV Club, it’s become the key discoursal phrase when describing the girl who saunters into a rather straight protagonist’s life and shakes it up, the kind of figure Arthur Dent epitomises even if the weird meta-narrative he's trapped in has other plans. Not every role. You could argue against Anita and certainly Alma in The Happening barely qualifies (a film which we’ll return to),

But in Elf, Yes Man and 500 Days of Summer and countless others, she’s the slightly quirky, bo-ho figure, usually with an ability to sing who causes some male to look again at their life and find it wanting. But unlike other MPDGs, the Kirsten Dunsts or Natalie Portmans who’re acting the role, and despite having not appeared in Rabin's original list, Zooey embodies it and when in the above examples she's not offering the smirk of giddy tolerance every five minutes, she's working against her natural tendencies.

From what I’ve seen of her television series New Girl (which is admittedly not much), it’s also a continuation of all that tone. You know what you’re going to get from a Zooey Deschanel performance which is really quite comforting. We expect musicians or directors to keep within their own style, with one or two exceptions, so why should we expect anything more or less from an actor? She’s the master of the precise thing she does and projects have probably suffered when she's trying other things.

All very old Hollywood and it continues into real life (or the version of real life that's filter through gossip blogs).  Recording the soundtrack album to Winnie the Pooh is a very MPDG thing to do, as is wearing vintage clothes, co-owning a lifestyle website called Hello Giggles and marrying the lead vocalist from a mid-level band like Death Cab for Cutie, presumably breaking the heart of some other bloke close to hand, before perhaps breaking his heart too.

Not that she’s the reason to watch every film. As with everyone else involved, The Happening almost ended her career, though I still argue that even if you disagree with intent, “Night” directed the actors to “do it that way” so they can’t really be held responsible (not that admittedly “following orders” isn’t a recipe for trouble).  Most recently she was wasted in Your Highness (incidentally with Portman), a film which only seems to work if you’re the breed of person who thinks Danny McBride is the comic genius he isn’t.

Zooey’s musical career has happily been more adorable. As one half of She & Him, M. Ward being the Him, she’s produced the musical equivalent of her fashions, recalling the vintage tones of the 40s and 50s but with a modern twist. The original material was summed up well by Pitchfork in an interview when they suggested “listening to your lyrics I sometimes feel like a big sister is giving me advice” (bringing us back to Almost Famous).

The cover versions are something else, amongst other things recapturing Gonna Get Along Without You Now from a myriad tonally incorrect disco versions though somehow also influenced by the rendition on Laverne and Shirley Sing. Yes, that Laverne and Shirley.  Their new acoustic Christmas disc is right on form, with almost minimalist accompaniment to old faithfuls like Have Yourself a Merry Christmas, the art redolent of dime store LPs from the 1950s.

In other words, my opinion of Zooey Deschanel is that she’s adorable and just the big sister I would have wanted growing up if I hadn’t been an only child and far younger than I am now. I appreciate she’s not to everyone’s taste, the reaction to her singing of the US national anthem proved that, but I’m yet to particularly find a flaw. Anyone who can be plagued by her similarity to some new singer who’s just turned up yet still agree to appear in a photograph with her has to be a bit funny and they’re the kinds of people I tend to like.

"a collection of holiday tunes"

Music Zooey and M (or She & Him) have an acoustic charity Christmas album out this year:


"A Very She & Him Christmas is a collection of holiday tunes from Zooey Deschanel (She) & M. Ward (Him). Inspired by seminal holiday albums by the likes of The Carpenters, Vince Guaraldi, The Beach Boys, Elvis Presley and more, She & Him have set out to create an intimate holiday recording of Christmas classics that helps bring new emotions out of old songs."
The track selections don't stray anywhere outside expected norms, but this will do until Laura Marling decides to have go.

“one day you’ll be cool”

Film This New York Magazine profile of Zooey Deschanel brings a casting nugget about one of her earliest films:
"During Deschanel’s first year at Northwestern, she says, Sarah Polley dropped out of the role of Penny Lane in Almost Famous, and Kate Hudson took over for her, leaving an opening for Hudson’s original part, the older sister who assures the “Cameron Crowe” character that “one day you’ll be cool” as she runs away from home with her boyfriend but leaves all her records behind. The casting director remembered Deschanel from an earlier audition. “It was a divine stroke of luck,” Deschanel says, enough for her to quit school and move back to L.A. She didn’t want to find herself in the same position Emily had: having to compete with 17-year-olds at age 22."
Both Hudson and Deschanel are so perfectly cast with their era defining faces, it's impossible to imagine anyone else in either role.  It's a good interview and includes one of Zooey's mix cds towards the end, even if the topic, her new tv show, seems like a risk. 

But then there's bad blood between me and Fox.  They're always cancelling my favourite programmes.  And they're owned by Newscorp.  But since I bought the Star Wars blu-rays this week, I think the boycott ship's rather sailed.

like, much

Music Zooey doesn't say, like, much, but when she does speak she, like, totally captures why she's, like, so, like, amazing:
"I rarely do movies. I’ve done like one movie a year for the past couple years. I used to do a lot more, but I’ve just been a lot more choosy lately, so that I do have more time. I’ve been touring a lot, recording a lot, and writing a lot. I just do the movies I really, really want to do, and don’t overwork myself in that area. That way, I can concentrate on one thing at a time. I used to write all the time when I was working, and go home and stay up really late. I’ve just been spending more time doing music lately."
Or in other words, because she's careful or at least sparing in the kinds of films she chooses, she's able to retain a certain mystique or impregnability even in a triumph like The Happening. Which I've finally decided is a masterpiece of directorial vision. Make of that statement what you will.

how they're photographed

Music Conclusive proof that Zooey Deschanel only looks like Katy Perry depending on how they're photographed, which is not standing next to one another. Probably the most sought after pop culture photo since this.  Your next mission, paps, is Alex Jones and Christine Bleakley together.

"the back seat of my parents' car"

Music She & Him's M. Ward and Zooey Deschanel pick their musical love letters to California:
"My earliest music memories were driving around and being in the back seat of my parents' car and listening to music," Deschanel said. "I feel like I associate music with California and the sun and a particular sort of feeling. It’s something that’s important to me to express when I write music. When we record, California is definitely on our minds."
I've inevitably put together a Spotify playlist and you can certainly hear the influence on Volume 2, particularly from the Albert Hammond.

The Noughties: Film. Part Two.



Manic Pixie Dream Girls

An apparent film construct, and originally so named by Nathan Rabin in this seminal AV Club article, I’ve known a fair view manic pixie dream girls real life and if I’m being really honest, been in love with most of them. Which is why it’s entirely gratifying that the noughties has seen the exponential increase in their appearance on film. You know the type, the mysterious, funny, beautiful girls next door who turn up in some geek’s stolid existence and give them the experience which turns their life around. In old Hollywood, typecasting led to some actors playing cops, lawyers, doctors and politicians their entire lives. Some actors (female and oddly male) spent the noughties playing manic pixie dream girls (or boys) over and over and over again.



The holy trinity are arguably Zooey Deschanel, Natalie Portman and Kirsten Dunst though as Rabin notes, Elisha Cuthbert could be added, and not just for My Sassy Girl – what about Love Actually and The Girl Next Door? But there have been some one hit wonders. Rie Rasmussen in Angel-A (assuming her height doesn’t disqualify her). Norah Jones in My Blueberry Nights. Kat Dennings in Nick and Nora’s Infinite Playlist. Amy Adams in Enchanted. Scarlett Johansson in Lost In Translation. Even Maggie Gyllenhal has a sinister twist on the type to her name with her unruly gold digger from Don Roos’s Happy Endings. Though we have to be careful with definitions. Do these stop being Manic Pixie Dream Girls if the films shows us too much about them?

Film Journalism

In the Noughties, everyone became a critic. I should know. At the risk of repeating a hundred op-ed columns on the subject with the advent of blogging and later twitter it’s possible to read thousands upon thousands of voices giving their opinions on new films. If the latest studio financial experiment is indeed rubbish, you’ll know about it weeks or months before you get to see it, even something like Avatar which is about as locked down as films can be. When Ang Lee’s underrated Hulk opened, it flopped overnight because of people texting their friends to tell them not to go. Since Twitter went mainstream, that is not a rare occurrence. Film writing as a discipline has eroded and paradoxically, despite the increased availability of material, an understanding of basic concepts is simply missing from this kind of discourse. Too often I’ll read reviews from people who’ve missed what the director was trying to do or will dismiss a work as boring or pretentious simply because it’s not treating the audience with contempt and with some intelligence (like Ang Lee’s Hulk).



Which I still find myself returning to those professional critics, and especially those critics or groups of critics with years of experience, with a track record. Mark Kermode (even though he’s wrong about Synecdoche, New York and a great many other things). Sight and Sound for independent, international and historical releases. Empire Magazine out of habit and for blockbusters. Time Out for the second opinion and because they’ll often review a film based on whether it’s a good example of its type. Beyond all of that and if I’m in a hurry or I just want a spoiler free percentage of star rating (it happens), it’s the aggregated but still informed opinions at Rotten Tomatoes Top Critics or Metacritics. The instant opinion of peers has its place, but there’s nothing quite like the informed opinion of someone who’s seen more films than you and can see where Sandra Bullocks’s new opus fits within film history. The importance and regard for that has reduced during the noughties and when it’s something very precious that should be preserved.

Cinema

This was the decade when I stopped going into cinemas. During the nineties, this was a weekly pursuit, often greeting three films in a day. But somewhere in and around 2003 I got out of the habit and it’s very rare that I’ll see the inside of an auditorium now. Initially this wasn’t a conscious decision, but a string of poor experiences over time have led me to consider the proper release of films to be on dvd and to look forward to Lovefilm sending me a copy. Often I don’t even know when something is being released at the cinema unless I hear Mark Kermode reviewing it. Which is quite a change from someone who actually kept a diary, diligently copying them over from Empire Magazine each month.



The cost of tickets has skyrocketed; there’s really no justification for charging eight pounds to see a film, especially if it will then be available at roughly the same price or cheaper two or three months later (factoring in travel expenses). Attending the cinema is a different experience of course, but at home there’s less chance that you’ll have to deal with total strangers talking all of the way through the film, running around the auditorium and laughing inappropriately during tense moments (all of which happened during my first viewing of The Dark Knight). I’m not sure if cinema audiences have got considerably worse behaved over the time or if my tolerance level has reduced, but I really can’t understand why someone would pay those prices and then not bother to watch the film.

Getting It Wrong.

Both of which lead to my most surprising discovery of this decade – that all too often studios, some critics and even other humans don’t seem to know anything about film. Time and again, over and over, there have been films this decade which I’ve been beguiled by, which I’ve thought were impressive, interesting, even classic additions to the canon, which others have dismissed out of hand, marked as artistic failures or which haven’t managed to find an audience for one reason or another. I mentioned some of them in my old Forgotten films project. Arrogantly I assume it’s because I have an innate ability to see what the director or writer were trying to achieve which others don’t, but it’s more likely that I’m just different. 'Twas forever thus.



Just for the record, here are some of the films this decade which I’ve loved against the tide of popular and critical opinion and this is just what I can see on my dvd shelf from where I’m sitting: My Blueberry Nights, Hollywoodland, Heaven (Twyker), Tristan & Isolde, Easy Virtue, AI, Intolerable Cruelty, Charlie Wilson’s War, The Family Stone, Planet Terror, Across The Universe, Rent, The Fountain, The Beach, Angel-A, Paris J’Taime, Kate & Leopold, Music & Lyrics, Sunshine, Stranger Than Fiction, Superman Returns, Jersey Girl, King Arthur, 13 Conversations about one thing, Ocean’s Twelve, Ocean’s Thirteen, Bubble, Elizabethtown, Full Frontal, The Island and The Italian Job (remake). I’d include The Happening too but I’m still not sure what “Night” was trying to do. Why would anyone do that on purpose?

and something with Russell Brand

Film Universal Pictures have released a snippet of their slate for next year. There's some tremendously exciting future blu-rays in prospect here and something with Russell Brand. And someone's decided to make another one of these:
"Throughout history, tales of chivalry have burnished the legends of brave, handsome knights who rescue fair damsels, slay dragons and conquer evil. But behind many a hero is a good-for-nothing younger brother trying just to stay out of the way of those dragons, evil and trouble in general. Danny McBride and James Franco team up for an epic comedy adventure set in a fantastical world-Your Highness. As two princes on a daring mission to save their land, they must rescue the heir apparent’s fiancée before their kingdom is destroyed."
Which sounds ... OK ... Then I notice a bit of the casting ...
"... Natalie Portman, Zooey Deschanel ..."
In the same film? This is the manic pixie dream girl equivalent of Michael Mann's Heat. If Kirsten Dunst makes a cameo, a singularity is likely to open up and swallow the world. I can't wait.

making these kinds of lists

Meme Of course I'm well above making these kinds of lists, but nevertheless, at present ...
Rebecca Hall
Zooey Deschanel
Kate Silverton
Rachel McAdams
Lenora Crichlow
What?

Useful bluffer's guide.

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  • Thank goodness. The show certainly lost something in just covering a few things an episode even in the extended version. I especially missed the busking challenge which dropped away altogether recently. I also agree with what Mark Kermode said recently about being co-presenter -- he tends to look a bit uncomfortable when interviewing someone about something other than film and it looks doubly strange when one of the other reporters covers the topic.

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    I know this highlighted quotes thing is a bit annoying, but I'm too tired to offer anything which could reasonably described as coherent commentary...

    ... plus my feet are throbbing from my new shoes or as I like to think of them, the medieval torture implements I'm choosing to put on my feet on a daily basis like a vest of thorns.

  • Zooey Deschanel's Cotton Commercial!
  • In which she does an advert for the US cotton industry whilst apparently simultaneously parodying Katie Perry's image. Download the song here.

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  • When *Bloggers* Attack!
  • "Mike Morgan, the creator of the gripe site www.GoldmanSachs666.com (clever Number of the Beast usage there, Mike) did what many bloggers often talk about but rarely do; he went on the legal offensive."

  • “Let the wild rumpus start!”
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  • Open letter to all film and TV directors
  • "STOP SHAKING THE FUCKING CAMERA AROUND. FOR FUCK'S SAKE."

  • Waldeath
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  • *Google News* Scoops Next Steps in Google Search
  • "The age of the algorithm is over."

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  • Doctor Who's Comedy Vehicle
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    frustrating

    Film Eulogy (2004) is frustrating because on the one hand there's a laid back, engrossing comedy drama about grown up siblings gathering together with their families at their mother's home for the funeral of their patriac that is weirdly derailed throughout by unfunny slapstick. There's nothing here that might not have been fixed by an extra draft of the screenplay and more thoughtful editing. In the main, the film is saved from unwatchability by the performances of the spirited and amazingly rich ensemble cast, particularly Zooey Dechamel as the granddaughter who is puzzling about what to write in the eulogy. Actually it's weird seeing the likes of Hank Azaria, Famke Janssen, Glenne Headly and Debra Winger (who's almost unrecognizable) doing such great work in a film that went straight to dvd in the UK. To be honest, it's actually probably worth seeing for the identical twin kids who were obviously written to be Bart Simpson squared and end up stealing many scenes -- including the 'buriel' itself.

    First Break

    Film "Daughter of the great cinematographer Caleb Deschanel, Zooey Deschanel caught her first break playing the young hero's impulsive older sister in Almost Famous. Her appearance is brief, but the hallmarks of her screen persona are readily apparent: She's flighty and a bit of a goof, with big moony eyes for rolling, yet that innocence makes her a vulnerable, touching presence, too. When Deschanel's character leaves home with her boyfriend, the shot of her sticking her head out the car window, her past rushing away as she peels toward an uncertain future, may be the most exhilarating in the film." -- Scott Tobias for The AV Club

    Part of a list of the 10 Character Actors Who Should Be In Every Movie. I love Zooey -- she was about the only good thing about the Hitchhiker's film (goes into paragraphs so that he can trot out yet again that this was the best Trillian in any media then closes them again). The list is actually pretty hip, and only features the living, which is a shame because I'd certainly include the likes of Claude Raines and Jason Robards. Also can I bump someone for Brian Cox? He regularly turns up playing everything from army men to fathers to heads of Longitude boards and fits anywhere. Basically created his character in Red Eye from nothing. I'm still not convinced that he didn't have some kind of government agency connections...

    It begins with a house...

    Film I suppose you ought to know I'm feeling very depressed. I've just returned from seeing the film version of The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. On the bus home, two women were sitting with a giant piece of bubble wrap and were popping it intermittently and loudly. People shouted at them, pleading with them to stop and they just continued, and with more conviction creating headaches all round. I'm introducting this information because that experience was more preferable than sitting through large sections of this film. If you thought The Phantom Menace was the biggest disappointment of your life, you haven't seen anything yet. At least that had a cool lightsabre fight at the end.

    I've been sitting at this keyboard for two hours trying to write a review. But I can't. After seeing the film I went to the pub and saw my friend Chris, who is much of a fan as I am. He asked me what it was like. I told him. The colour went out of his cheeks and it was as though I'd told him someone had died. I felt bad afterwards and wished I'd been more circumspect. So I'm giving you that. It's one of those films we're all going to end up making our own minds about. But long term reader will know what this film meant to me and I do feel like I've lost something.

    There will be a huge number of very negative reviews written about the film over the following days and weeks. Which is good, it deserves them. But I do want to point out one particular positive, because there are so few things to like about the film. One of the new aspects is a romantic relationship between Arthur and Trillian. It's been hinted at in other versions, but here it's full blown and blooded. For some reason when the rest of the plot and film are falling apart, these scenes really work and it's generally because of Zooey Deschanel's playing. All the vague melancholy and loss which Simon Jones had in his playing of Arthur has been spirited into her -- when she finally finds out that the Earth was destroyed and from the last person you'd want to hear about it from, the look on her face is heartbreaking. The film feels more like her journey than anyone elses.

    As I write I've got a copy of the book on my desk. It's a 7th printing, from 1980, the pages are yellow, but it's the original edition with the title of the book in computer lettering, in red on a greenish background. Open it up at a random page and you're guaranteed to find some kind of writing gem, be it dialogue, a description or a guide entry. I'll admit that having heard the radio series, seen the tv version, played the computer game and read the book a few times I know the material more than most, but it still has the power the thrill me and surprise me. I've opened the page and it's the moment when Arthur is sitting on Magrathea looking up at the stars and getting nostalgic about Earth as it dawns on him that the galaxy has lost a jewel and doesn't know about it. It's a moving moment, undercut as usual by Marvin saying how awful it sounds. The story in all these other forms is filled with these situations, a kind of sadness of something lost amid the humour. Which is the genius of the work. It's comedy, but it also has something to say about the universe and the human condition. It's a shame the film makers didn't understand that.