Kapi-Mana News : October 11th 2011
23 KAPI-MANA NEWS, OCTOBER 11, 2011 ARTS & ENTERTAINMENT 3991793AA RIMUTAKA RAILWAY 17km Fun Run & Walk SATURDAY 12 November 2011 The event starts at Wellington Kart Club track, Kaitoke (9km north of Upper Hutt) and finishes at Cross Creek (near Lake Waira rapa). New Zealand's unique scenic and historic route, over the old Upper Hutt to Featherston Fell Railway line through the Rimutaka Ranges. It's an ea sy gradient that can be negotiated by any reasonably fit runner or walker. Descent not suitable for buggies, and no dogs allowed as track goes through private fa rm land. Bus transport is available to the sta rt and back after the event -- details on entry form. Walkers start 8.00am • Runners start 10.00am Entry fee up to 4 November: $30.00 Entry fee from 5 November: $35.00 Entry forms available from Upper Hutt Visitor Information Centre, H2O Xtream, local gyms Online entry via http://trenthamunited.co.nz Great Prizes to be Won! Trentham United Harriers & Walkers Club PO Box 40.357 Upper Hutt SCHOOL HOLIDAY FUN AT... Monday 17th October 11am to 1pm : Slushy and Ice cream making Tuesday 18th October 11am to 1pm: Geleez and Bizu making Wednesday 19th October 2pm SHARP: LEGO Tower building and speed building competition Thursday 20th October 11am to 1pm: Starwars Slingers and have a go at the Ultimate Flyer MEGA CENTRE, PORIRUA • 237 6958 OPEN: MONDAY--FRIDAY 9am - 5.30pm • Late Night THURSDAY 9am - 7pm SATURDAY 9am - 5pm • SUNDAY 10.00am - 4pm 4084655AA A confused tale Jane Eyre Starring Mia Wasikowska, Jamie Bell, Michael Fassbender. Screenplay by Moira Buffini, directed by Cary Fukunaga. 120 minutes, rated M (adult themes). Showing at Light House Pauatahanui. Reviewed by KYLIE KLEIN-NIXON. Jane Eyre is a troubling little tale. The heroine of Charlotte Bronte's Victorian novel leads a loveless life. Brutalised by her guardian, exiled to a typhus- riddled school and destined for a life always at the behest of others, Jane's free-spirited nature is staunchly corseted by her semi-rural Victorian world. Until she meets the legendary Mr Rochester, whose teasing and obsession with Jane leads to one of the most famous and shocking moments in literary history. It's hard to know what to do with a compelling figure like Jane these days, and that's reflected in the engaging, some- what charming muddle this BBC version of Eyre offers the viewer. Setting aside the luscious eye for costume, location and historical detail, the gorgeous, romantic cinematography and the divine cast, the telling of this tale is confused in the extreme. Jane (Mia Wasikowska) and Rochester (Michael Fas- sbender) are a tragic pair on every level. Part of you can't help but root for Rochester and his plain Jane. But director Cary Fukunaga's bid to update the tale -- starting almost at the end and telling Jane's sorry story in a series of long flashbacks, pulls the emotional punches of Jane and Rochester's forbidden love. Because the first lover'' we see is Jane's rescuer, po-faced parson St John Rivers (played with detached perfection by Jamie Bell), the expectation is a seemingly addled Jane will wake up to her youthful foolishness and St John will win her hand. By failing to focus on the passion of the soul'' which binds Jane and Rochester, their adoration for each other just seems sickeningly co-dependent. In the end, Fukunaga's Rochester remains little more than a selfish cad who has tried to trap a young, vulnerable woman into a life of adultery. And Jane appears merely an infatuated child in the throes of an unhealthy obsession. Not Ms Bronte's intention at all, and definitely not the recipe for a satisfying cinema romance. Over the top - again Real cheese: Charlie (Hugh Jackman) and Max (Dakota Goyo) ready their robot 'Atom' for its big bout in cornball father-son fluff Real Steel. Real Steel Starring Hugh Jackman, Dakota Goyo, Evangeline Lilly, Anthony Mackie, Kevin Durand. Screenplay by John Gatins, directed by Shawn Levy. 127 minutes, rated M (violence), showing Reading Cinemas Porirua. During press junkets for Real Steel Hugh Jackman has commented on how the movie tries to mine the same big-hearted, blue collar underdog'' turf as Rocky. For certain, Stallone comes to mind when watching this tale of how an estranged father and son bond over robot boxing in the year 2026. But not his Rocky Balboa, rather his arm-wrestling, tank-top wearing Lincoln Hawk, from 1987's Over The Top. For those who don't remember it -- and there's few reasons why you should -- here's the Internet Movie Database synopsis for Over The Top: Hawk (Stallone) is a struggling trucker who's trying to rebuild his life. After the death of his wife, he tries to make amends with his son who he left behind years earlier. Upon their first meeting, his son doesn't think too highly of him until he enters the nation-wide arm wres- tling competition in Las Vegas.'' Now, in Real Steel we find Charlie Kenton (Jackman), a former boxer (who drives a truck) trying to rebuild his life as a robot boxing controller. When his ex dies, he and estranged son Max (Dakota Goyo -- super annoying) are thrust together. Max doesn't think much of selfish, reck- less Charlie until they take a plucky robot all the way to a world title fight. Hollywood hacks don't come much more blatant than screenwriter John Gatins, who has previously ripped the bones from The Bad News Bears for Hardball (2001) and any number of sports movies for Coach Carter (2002). His latest creation'' is just as derivative and predictable. It may even be cheesier than Over the Top, which is no mean feat -- but also where the sliver of appeal lies. As completely crap as Over The Top was, if I happen upon it on late night TV, good luck getting me to change the channel back. The con- cept of a picture about arm-wrestling is so ridiculous, it's difficult to resist. The same may go for Real Steel which, in addition to its loopy prem- ise, shares its predecessor's penchant for air-thumping excess and father/ son warm-fuzzies. If my boy was double-digits he'd love this and I'd love watching him love it. Just don't be fooled by the supposedly futuristic setting; bar the robots, fancy cellphones and GPS, the year may as well be 1985. All that's missing is the Kenny Loggins' soundtrack.
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