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Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
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Technically Rachel

 
Saturday, June 05, 2004  
I have oft been of the opinion, that a child actor is only as good as their director. Sure, there has to be ability in the first place, but if they don't have a good director they have little chance of performing well. My latest cinema outing of Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban, I believe, has proved me quite correct. After watching the three kids clunk their way through Philosopher and Chamber, no doubt following inspiring directorial advice such as "look surprised" from anooying-kiddy-that-must-be-funny-cause-he's-annoying creator Chris Columbus, finally it seems as these kids have understood what it is to act from the wonderful Alfonso CuarĂ³n, who really has worked wonders on this latest installment. I mean, these movies are hardly ground breaking, or even masterpieces, but Azkaban was visually beautiful to watch, and I didn't find myself wincing every few minutes at the kids stumble through the weak-ass script. The dialogue in this one wasn't much better, but it was directed with so much more style and talent, that it was happily watchable. My only real complaint was the last shot of the movie - icky indeed. A shame since it had done so well till then.

Am off to Brighton tomorrow to meet the Rarebreed folk - how long do you reckon it takes to drive from London to Brighton on a Sunday afternoon? I never know how much time to give myself. Gonna be meeting at the Brighton Marina though, so at least if I'm early there's lots of shopping I can do (which with my current low bank balance should be amusing).

If all goes well I shall be starting a new job in a week which will give me some location experience, which should be good indeed. Bit nervous though. And the pay is a bit crappy, but it's still more than most, so I shouldn't complain too heartily. Plus I'll probably be working quite a few 6th days and getting Per diems when I travel, so... shouldn't work out too shabby. We shall see.

7:37 pm

 
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