Well, it’s over then. Yes my adoring readership, No-English Moviember for 2015 has come to a close. Please wipe away your tears, I know how heart rending this is. But fear not, for although we are at the end, we still have one last film to go and, as I sit here typing with the blustering winds outside, I shall transport you to sunnier climes with Ritesh Batra’s The Lunchbox.
Hello again everybody! After a week off due to other commitments I’m back refreshed and ready finish off No-English Moviember. So here I am once more and this time with my first film from the western hemisphere, the Venezuelan film Pelo Malo (Bad Hair).
Hello there! I hope you are all doing wonderfully with whatever you’re doing and that you have been in awe of my productive output as of late. I mean two parts in as many weeks! And this is technicallt my third! God, I’m on a role! Reminds me of the good old days when I posted regular. You remember those days? All the way back in 2014? We were so stupid back then, when we were marginally younger. Ah, such sweet memories.
Onto the second post of No-English Moviember and we move up into frozen Scandinavian lands of Norway to find the film Kraftidioten (In Order of Disappearance) which teaches us a life affirming and valuable lesson. Do not mess with snow plough drivers, or Norwegians, or Serbians, or pretty much anyone living in Norway regardless of ethnicity.
Hello again and welcome to the second annual No-English Moviember! I know I am excited to be writing some of my favourite reviews
again and I hope you are all at least slightly open to the possibility of maybe reading these. You know, if the weather’s bad, the TV has nothing good on its thousands of channels, you somehow lost your phone and the internet only connects you to this review. Continue reading “No-English Moviember – Persepolis”