TD gave Frozen a rave review and, after looking at the official website, I discovered it was shot in Fleetwood and Blackpool so I popped along to the local flea pit this morning to see it. I didn't like it much. Shirley Hendersons performance was superb but the story and shooting style were a bit 'film school' for my liking. The themes of loss and family identity seemed forced and a bit OTT to me. Girls sister disappears, two years later no clues, no bodies, can't get on with life till she knows what happened, takes comfort in therapy, invents motive and killer, gets it wrong, joins sister at the bottom of fleetwood bay. Sorry for the spoiler. The grim scenes of fleetwood and morecombe were very beautiful and any film with footage of the classic Big Dipper at Blackpool Pleasure Beach is worth the ticket price in my opinion.

Seen Brokeback Mountain three times now and the emotions it summons intensify with each viewing. The final half hour of the film chokes me up nearly as much as The Railway Children or Watership Down. I've seen Capote and, even though Phillip Seymour Hoffman is superb, I really want Heath Ledger to get the Oscar for his mumbling star turn.

Nearly the end of January and already three corking albums in heavy rotation at spellcnut towers. The Strokes, Arctic Monkeys and Soulwax (NiteVersions, technically from 2005 but I just got it). The Strokes cd is chockablock with powerpop tunes and some fantastic guitar work, the Arctic Monkeys cd is bloody brilliant Northern English poetry which will keep us going until the next Streets album and the Soulwax remixes are footstomping dogwalking hooverdancing classics.
Aha went top ten tonight so Darren is cockahoop (he has a wristband for tomorrows in-store Aha performance on Oxford Street and is very excited, bless).