Review – The Lion King
The Lion King is more than worth-seeing – it should be mandatory. It is heartfelt and carries a sense of soul that can’t be put into words.
The Lion King is more than worth-seeing – it should be mandatory. It is heartfelt and carries a sense of soul that can’t be put into words.
Pilot Records have single-handedly changed the Adelaide music scene. Everything they do is gold. So get on it.
When John Grant took to the stage it was to make a statement. A bearish, bearded man, dressed simply in jeans and a button-down shirt, he wasn’t here to wow us with his stagecraft...
Luckily [47 Ronin] doesn’t fall at every hurdle. The set pieces and period costumes are absolutely gorgeous, the cinematography is quietly beautiful, and there is an undercurrent of mysticism to this picture which is both subtle and entrancing.
Trickles of punk, jazz, and swing crept their way through each song, highlighting the fact that in addition to being a bunch of cute vagabonds there are also undeniably talented musicians.
To try and describe charismatic front man Mr. Bruce in any depth would require a review of its own, but between his geometric matador-influenced outfit, dominating yet astoundingly precise dance moves, and unrelenting voice, it was impossible not to want to watch his every move.
Most of the crowd were sitting on the floor as The Basics took the stage, but within a few songs the band had coaxed all but a few to their feet, and by the final song the audience was dancing and hooting in unison.
Fans should be very happy with this film with how some classic scenes from the novel have been realised by Jackson’s skilful direction, and Bilbo’s encounter with Smaug is sure to be thrilling for the die-hards and casual cinema-goers alike.
Heckler sat down with Michael Cleggett and James Lloyd-Smith from Gravity Boots to ask them the important questions.
Let me begin by saying that I found Silver Linings Playbook overhyped and underwhelming which is why I went into David O Russell’s follow-up American Hustle with a touch of trepidation.
We interview the Co-Op Coffee Shop: for lovers of coffee, food and fair wage distribution.
Sidestepping blasphemy, The Book of Everything is a playful dig in Lord Jesus’ ribs.
Some of their silliness is funny because the sketch concept itself is just a little bit brilliant, but mostly the hilarity comes from their absolute commitment to any idea that pops in their head.
Joseph (Brad Williams) and Karl (Matt Crook) are two lost souls at the edge of existence, scratching out a living in a dystopian wasteland and collecting weapons against the prisoner that they guard...
What the masses said