‘The Lovely Bones’
Reviewed by Nessa Jennings

“My name is Salmon, like the
fish. I was 14 years old when I was
murdered in 1973.”

Saoirse Ronanlooked radiant on
the red carpetat the premiere
of ʻThe LovelyBonesʼ held in
January at Dublinʼs Savoy cinema.

Delighted to be back in Ireland,
she talked about her work with
director Peter Jackson on his latest
movie. The director described
Saoirse, who plays Susie Salmon,
as a wise owl, possessing maturity
beyond her fifteen years. And on
screen, she has that quality and
classic looks– the camera loves
her. Already an accomplished actress,
she discussed the challenge
of acting alone against the blue
screen onto which special effects
will be projected.

Peter Jackson had to create two
worlds in order to render Alice
Seboldʼs debut novel exploring
an after-life theme. This book was
extremely popular when it came
out in 2002 because of its modern
interpretation of the concept.
I felt suspended in limbo upon
reading it, just as Susieʼs soul
floats and holds the hands of her
loved ones as she is observing
them moving on and missing her
in the same world she should still
have been in.

Many people found this book an
extremely emotional read, as fresh
grief and longing continue to connect
her to her life. These friendship
connections are the ʻlovely
bonesʼ referred to in the title, Peter
Jackson explained, and not her
hidden remains, as I had thought.

The first almost 40 minutes of
the movie describes her entrapment
and death at the hands of her
psychopathic killer. Her youth is
typical of any American teenager
as she runs unfettered through
golden cornfields under a blue sky
and falls in love.

Except that she and her friends
get the ʻskeebiesʼ about a ʻlonerʼ
on the same street of their small
town neighbourhood. Her actual
murder is not graphic, in order to
obtain a PG cert for the film.
In heaven, she is greeted by her
ʻcounsellorʼ. The middle section is
a psychedelic dream sequence.

Maker of the magnificent ʻLord
of the Ringsʼ trilogy, the massive
undertaking of retelling J.R.R.
Tolkienʼs fantasy and to manifest
middle earth on film, Peter Jackson
is no stranger to unusual landscapes.
The heaven created here is
non-specific, where Mohammed,
Buddha, or your own personal god
can be placed.

Meanwhile on earth, Susan
Sarandon somewhat overplays
her hippie grandmother, and her
father, played by Mark Wahlberg,
tracks her killer from the feelings,
or clues, that Susie is sending
down.

The filmʼs ending is dramatic,
and so satisfying as to make the
whole very worthwhile. It is as
faithful to the story as possible, a
murder mystery in all its detail–
but from a unique perspective.

‘Nowhere Boy’
Reviewed by Christy Hogan
This film charting John Lennon
ʼs early life could quite frankly
have been titled ʻTwo Sistersʼ. The
genesis for the film is a memoir by
Julia Baird and is a debut for artist
Sam Taylor Wood as a feature
director.

We are introduced to a teenage
Lennon (Aaron Johnson) living
in 1950s post-war Liverpool. He
is being raised by his aunt Mimi,
(Kristin Scott Thomas) his mother
ʼs sister, and his uncle George.

The house is on a cherry blossomed
avenue in a fashionable
Liverpool quarter. Aunt Mimi is
a battleaxe, strict and strait-laced.
She likes classical music and is an
avid book reader. However, she
allows herself a little indulgence
in smoking cigarettes.

In contrast, Uncle George is
laid-back. He encourages Johnʼs
interest in music and gives him a
harmonica. Unfortunately, Uncle
George dies early in the film and
the stage is set for a battle between
free spirit John and his disciplinarian
aunt.

Mimi is a control freak to say
the least. She insists John keep his
tie knotted properly and always
wear his glasses. She sheds no
tears following Georgeʼs demise
and with a stiff upper lip insists
that John and she ʻget on with
lifeʼ.

John is distraught by Uncle
Georgeʼs death, and underlying
troubles begin to emerge. At
school John is a bit of a rogue and
after some encouragement flashes
his crown jewels for some giggly
girls. This leads to his suspension
and a tongue lashing from Mimi.

The troubled John eventually
traces his mother Julia (Anne
Marie Duff) to an address at a
council estate. He hasnʼt laid eyes
on his mother since he was a toddler.
She embraces him and allows
him stay with her and her partner
and their two children.

Julia is what you might call a
bohemian lass and a flirt into the
bargain. Her behaviour with her
son John borders on the incestuous
and I felt a little uncomfortable
with this.

The pair go to a bar where she
dances to juke box music and
rattles her jewellery and everything
else. She ticks all the right
boxes for the punters with their
eyes popping out of their sockets.
And she drinks, and smokes like
a chimney stack. John finds his
motherʼs ʻcome on to meʼ behaviour
disturbing.

However, it is through music
that John and Julia really connect.
Julia owns a banjo and she shows
John how to play a few chords
and sings the well known song ʻO
Maggie Maggie May can I take
you out to play and youʼll never
more see Lime Street anymoreʼ.

There is a lovely sequence here of
Lennon mastering the instrument
over weeks spent in his auntʼs living
room.

Back at school after his suspension
John forms a band with some
of his mates. They decide to call
themselves The Quarrymen. Paul
McCartney (Thomas Sangster)
joins and is as shrewd as a fox. He
proffers the idea of writing their
own music, bypassing the traditional
music companies. He also
suggests forming their own record
company. A clever lad is Paulie.

At a later stage George Harrison
(Sam Bell) arrives on the scene.
Although Ringo has yet to appear,
the relationship between the
young Beatles-to-be has a familiar
ring, John the roguish leader, Paul
the business minded pragmatist
and George the dreamer are all
beautifully portrayed.

A sense of the power, originality
and sheer excitement of their early
gigs is also well captured. The
film brings the story of the band
up to their departure for fame and
fortune in Hamburg.

The move is portrayed as a
symbolic milestone, separating
the teenage John from his troubled
past and paving the way
for a bright future. In a moving
postscript, we learn that John
telephoned his Aunt Mimi every
week until his death.

The film is very much a period
piece, lovingly recreating the Liverpool
of fifty years ago. I would
suggest that while well-made, and
handsomely filmed, this movie
may have a limited appeal to those
under 50.

Marks: 3 out of 5

 


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