I stumbled across the trailer for an indie film, THE SALT TRAIL, made by Mark Waters this morning.
It looks absolutely stunning.
(That shot of the palm trees. Woah.)
You can read a little bit more about it here.
I’m not sure how I utterly failed to hear anything about this film until last night, when the trailer appeared in the middle of something I was watching on TV (oh, alright. It was “Grey’s Anatomy”. You got me. Guilty as charged) but it looks absolutely lovely.
Note to all film-makers: anything with Paris looking all twinkly in the snow, and you have my full and undivided attention. Because I’m soppy.
Here’s a nifty thing I came across on youtube this morning – a fan-made mash-up of “Stand By Me” and “The Lost Boys“. It’s clever, because it works on the premise that Ace from “Stand By Me” grew up (or not, as the case may be) to become David, leader of the Lost Boys.
(Some of the audio samples make this a touch NSFW, by the way. Unless you have headphones…)
Alright, so there’s a slightly wiggy bit in the middle where the films don’t quite mesh, and it does totally disregard everything we know about Ace as a character in his own right, but I like this. Actually, given the enormous crush I’ve had on David (and Ace, now I come to think about it) since I was about 13, it would be very difficult for me to actively dislike it.
In all fairness, I like most things Lost Boys-related… although while I’m sure I’ve seen the second one (The Tribe), I don’t remember a thing about it – and I still can’t decide whether this means I should give it another chance, or take this as a warning to be heeded.
Either way, this little mash-up trailer works for me: I did always wonder where David came from, and this seems as good a match for his character as any I’ve ever thought up!
Can’t talk. Have just come home from a 2-hour driving lesson on roundabouts. I could barely even unclench my fingers from round the steering wheel, so forming sentences is a bit of a challenge. I never realised quite how many roundabouts there were round the outside of Epsom racecourse–nor how much fun they are to go round. In the dark. And the fog.
Fog?! Yes, fog. And I’m sitting there, thinking, “You’re kidding, right?” Apparently, neither my driving instructor nor Mister Weathermaker were.
Anyway. To ease my troubled mind, I’ve found me some new gin. Sipsmith’s, specifically, which I’ve been hankering after for months. And it’s sloe gin (so much easier to catch than the normal, quick kind…). I’m not being worthy like Mark Charan Newton, who is making his own–too impatient, me–but dear me, if anything’s going to shake off the driving lesson jitters, this’ll be it.
Two things. First: if you’re in London and you’re not coming to the launch of Solaris’s “End of the Line” anthology tomorrow night, why aren’t you? There are contributions from brilliant authors, and it looks great. As far as I know, tickets are almost sold-out, but there’s still one or two available–so look alive & get in touch with Foyles to reserve your spot.
Second: I saw a trailer for Chico & Rita the other day, and it looks like it’s worth investigating. It’s all jazz and Cuba and… stuff.