Just for fun after being inspired by the Bond In Motion exhibition at the London Film Museum, Covent Garden:
I’m Bond, James Bond with a Licence to Kill Octopussy on Her Majesty’s Secret Service. Did you know The Spy Who Loved Me took me to Casino Royale to see Dr No who, in turn, scared The Living Daylights out of » Continue Reading.
The Grand Budapest Hotel. A movie so perfectly put together that each still reads like a Tennyson poem. A visual spectacle of artistic brilliance in the background together with the simple yet cleverly told story in the foreground. Every detail is delicately precise and purposefully positioned: the lift scenes for example, though set against a plain background, the placing of » Continue Reading.