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Filth Review

Degeneracy has never looked as sorrowful as James McAvoy, screaming, crying and berating his way through a comfortably unnerving hour and a half, adapting the words of Irvine Welsh with director Jon S. Baird. Filth is just that. Utter smut. It is vile and depraved in ways only Welsh could conjure. Trainspotting might be a delve into the heroin scene, but it is the acceptance of decadence there that makes it less shocking. When the long arm of the law is dabbling in the crimes that they are meant to crack down on, all under the guise of catchy and obnoxious taglines, the same rules mentality and the care-free attitude of a proud Scotsman hating his fellow man, it becomes a melting point of vagrancy and a sincere turn of how forgiving an audience can be.

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28 Weeks Later Review

To say something as insane as “28 Weeks Later is marginally better than 28 Days Later” is a great way to alienate everyone around you. But I’ve said far worse than that, and will probably go on to say worse things down the line. The facts are clear as day, the Robert Carlyle-led 28 Weeks Later is somewhat superior to that of Danny Boyle’s preceding efforts in 28 Days Later. Please, try to contain your anger at thinking Jeremy Renner taking pot-shots at outbreaking zombies and looking after kids in an aimless plot of survival is greater than Brendan Gleeson driving a taxi. Surely a rage-inducing concept to grasp, but worth considering when it becomes clear that 28 Weeks Later wishes to expand on its own little universe, rather than toil away not questioning the intricacies of its craft.

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Green Room Review

Believe it or not, but I’ve always wanted to be in a band. I can’t sing and I can’t play any instruments either, also, I don’t have the confidence needed to go onto a stage and perform. However, aside from these rather tedious obstructions, I’ve always found myself wanting to give it a go. After seeing Green Room, I can’t say I’m all that keen to play a gig for skinheads, but the chances of that happening are hopefully slim. Green Room is a horror from the minds over at A24, the thinking man’s independent film distributor, if said thinking man has only seen three hundred films and spends all their time discussing films on Twitter. From that vein of cinema comes a story of a punk rock group who must fight for their lives when accidentally witnessing a murder in a Neo-Nazi bar.

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