What's On? 02/02/17
There are brilliant films that pass you by, and then when it's time, when your calendar opens like clouds unveiling sunshine, the cinema has nothing for you. Or is this just being fussy? Manchester By The Sea remains there, it still looks moving and well-acted (about a loser adopting his dead brother's son), and La La Land is . . . but I don't do musicals, even ironic/post-modern ones.
I don't do opera either, but there's one of Kafka's The Trial on at the King's Theatre this weekend, with music from brilliant composer Philip Glass (The Illusionist – the soundtrack is exquisite). Kafka. The Trial. Like Orwell's 1984 but without the laughs. Like Pinter's grim later works, but without the laughs. I tried to read Kafka once, and couldn't get into it. I love dystopian minimalism, but I found Kafka to be so bleakly sparse that I struggled to identify with the main character (titled simply 'K').
Could this be my entry point into the world of Kafka? Actor John Hurt's death earlier in the week reminded me of 1984 (and Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy – another John Hurt masterpiece within a world of paranoia and suspicion). I could go and watch Kafka's The Trial, providing I don't get arrested tomorrow morning for a crime I didn't do. And as long as it's not sold out. And if it is, the Cameo is just a minute's walk away, and I guess I could watch La La Land after all.Say what you will about Edinburgh, while the West becomes more and more like something from the pen of Alan Moore (eg V for Vendetta; Watchmen, more great dystopia), but Edinburgh feels like Rivendell right now, the last good place to fall. Not to build strawmen, but if the UK is to suddenly become a proto-fascist vassal state of the United States of Trump, and legislation is signed by Vice Consul May to arrest all transgender people, then I want to be in the Cameo sipping cider, reading a book and waiting for a film to start when the black shirts come. And on that happy note, enjoy your weekend.