Patrick Monahan: That 80s Show, Comedy Review, The Gilded Balloon, Edinburgh Festival 2016.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

It was the decade of big hair, of shoulder pads and Dynasty, of power dressing, Dallas and sweat bands, the 80s may have been responsible for many ills that many remember but it was also a decade that for those who swam in its swirling mists with glee and possible terror will never forget.

Wendy Wason, Comedy Review. The Gilded Balloon, Edinburgh Festival 2016.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 7.5/10

We are all Matryoshka Dolls, the space in which we inhabit on the Earth only made possible because of all the people we are inside, the separate pieces that make up us, whether it be father, son, nephew, art lover, or mother, daughter, wife and comedian, we are all made up of small pieces of us that decrease in size till you hit that final Babushka, the tiny and brimming with potential human that is frail, afraid and hopeful, sometimes even just excited to get out of the house.

Edinburgh.

I feel steeped in your history

Athens

of the north

each time I breathe

in the rain,

that rusts my armour

yet builds my arsenal.

I feel your beauty

and I desire

nothing more

to be soaked to the skin,

dripping wet

on a boundless summer’s day,

to feel the chill of North Sea

air warm me

as snow swirls in August

and the sweat of Christmas Day

applauds,

Athens has nothing on you

Siren

and I am rocked

Marcella, Television Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

Cast: Anna Friel, Ray Panthaki, Nina Sosanya, Nicholas Pinnock, Charlie Covell, Sinéad Cusack, Jack Doolan, Harry Lloyd, Tobias Santelmann, Jamie Bamber, Patrick Baladi, Ben Cura, Ian Puleston-Davies, Emil Hostina, Susannah Wise, Imogen Fairies, Laura Carmichael, Stephen Lord, Yasen Atour, Jasmine Breinburg, Florence Pugh, Nick Hendrix, George Barnes, Andrew Lancel, Maeve Dermody.

The art of the Noir is to keep the viewer or reader guessing long enough that they doubt their own verdict, their own deductive reasoning and to question further their own possible prejudices of one suspect or another. It is an art fully utilised by the writers of the series Marcella and one that really got under the skin as each episode progressed.

Rudolph Herzog, A Short History Of Nuclear Folly. Book Review.

There are some things which are beyond a simple marking measure, the absurdity of the race for nuclear destruction is arguably the biggest one, whatever the book that discloses information on humanity’s insatiable greed and need to destroy itself, is surely beyond any yard stick of simple pleasure. As long as it completely factual, as long as it truly makes you angry that there are those since World War Two that have looked to the nuclear question as the be all and end all of life’s niggling conundrums, just how to get along without killing each other over ideology.

I Allowed The Danger To Exist.

I remember the fear

and tried to brush

it aside,

to put out of

sight,

of the images of Nuclear fire,

Mushroom

Cloud

column of the blister oozing

pus and gore;

I counted them out

that morning

as they crossed the line of death

in the sand,

my paper round

the following day, one

of a moment which I thought

would lead to death of millions, and yet

in Chernobyl a reactor

would create that chaos

for me.

 

Mistakes, More Than Many.

I make mistakes,

I am human after all,

some are bigger than others

but none are meant,

sometimes

I just forget,

my brain fogs over

and all I can concentrate upon

is the next set of tablets,

the next pain killer

which gives the thrill

of living on

for another few hours;

I make mistakes,

It is who I am

and I have to deal with it more.

 

Ian D. Hall 2016

 

Revolver At 50, Gig Review. Various Artists, Leaf, Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

In the comfortable surroundings of one of the City’s less obvious gig venues, the clamour of evening tea and daily tasked conversation rising just as the summer moon makes it’s appearance in the Liverpool sky, the upstairs at Leaf, always the height of serenity and musical appreciation, became an oasis for memory, contemplation and praise, as Revolver, The Beatles 7th studio album was lauded and acclaimed by the packed out audience and as each song was performed by some of the very great talents in the Liverpool music community, there was undoubtedly, beautifully, magic in the Merseyside air.

Suicide Squad, Film Review. Picturehouse@F.A.C.T., Liverpool.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

Cast: Will Smith, Margot Robbie, Jared Leto, Jai Courtney, Jai Hernandez, Ben Affleck, Ike Barinholtz, Viola Davis, Common, Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje, Cara Delevingne, Joel Kinnaman, Ezra Miller, Karen Fukuhara.

Take the worst of the worst, the real depths of humanity’s struggle with itself and watch the fur fly, the angst become riddled with pain, glory and sabotage and you have the comic book film of the summer, Suicide Squad. A film that carries on the expanding D.C. universe and which at the back of its mind arguably sees it wanting to desperately take on Marvel at its own game.

The Glass Bottled Menorah.

The glass bottled Menorah,

behind me on the shelf

now holds drumsticks

that once held beer

and the beat

of songs

that I kept up with

as they exploded in rhythm

on stage,

like burning butterflies

dancing hotfooted

on the candles

I displaced;

the glass bottled menorah,

with peelable slogan

and memorable image,

empty of foam

but full of meaning.

 

Ian D. Hall 2016