The Sloth had almost forgotten Bill Murray starred in Ghostbusters. How long ago does that feel? For so many years now he’s been the go-to actor for misanthropic anti-heroes. St Vincent is no exception.
Bill plays Vin. Vin is a misanthropic curmudgeon who lives alone with his cat and a permanent glass of bourbon. He gets ‘serviced’ at regular intervals by Daka (Naomi Watts) a Russian ‘lady-of-the-night’ who works at the local girly bar and is also having his baby. Vin’s preferred solitude is rudely interrupted by the arrival of divorced new neighbour Maggie (Melissa McCarthy) and her school age son Oliver (Jaeden Lieberher). Finding himself locked out of home when he returns from school one day, Oliver invites himself into Vin’s home to wait for his mum. Eyeing him suspiciously, Vin feeds him sardines and crackers whilst mentally totting up a babysitting invoice. Oliver needs an after school babysitter, Vin needs money and so begins a relationship of convenience.
Now you don’t need a crystal ball to figure the grumpy old man and the naive young boy will soon form an unlikely (likely…) bond. And that Vin’s misanthropy is a façade hiding pain at a very deep level. And that the relationship of convenience will soon become genuine.
On paper St Vincent is hugely clichéd. Take the character roll call. We have: The Grumpy Curmudgeon; The Tart With A Heart; The Underdog Kid; The Divorced Single Mom; all present and correct. And the familiar themes of father figures and growing up. But it also detours down genuinely touching side alleys. Adding in the sheer force of Mr Murray’s marvellous cycnicism – if you cut him, would he not bleed caustic acid? – it quickly sucks you in with sheer watchableness. What’s not to like about Vin shamelessley forcing a juvenile to mow his woeful excuse for a lawn whilst he reclines with booze ‘n’ fags? When The Sloth grows up, we want to be a foul tempered alcoholic who swears at cold callers and exploits child labour. Much more fun.
UK release 5 December







Chadwick Boseman is a name we’re not too familiar with on this side of the pond, the topics of his previous cinematic outings Draft Day (football in the American, rugby-with-shoulder-pads sense) and 42 (baseball) being somewhat US-centric. Hopefully that’s all about to change for in Get On Up he proves, yet again, that he’s a cracking actor.


We’re just going to come right out and say it – we absolutely loved God Help The Girl. Written by Stuart Murdoch of Everything But The Girl, it features music from the band’s repertoire performed by the actors. And yes, this does mean they are prone to bursting into song in the middle of the street. The Sloth sees half of you are already reaching for your coats and normally we would entirely share your reaction, but wait just one second and hear us out.
You may or may not know that Keira Knightley is married to a member of The Klaxons. Which is interesting as in Begin Again she plays the girlfriend of a musician tasting new found fame, who then promptly leaves her once the groupies come a-calling. Let’s not speculate on the chances of art imitating life and move swiftly on.
The world’s unquenchable thirst for all things dark, quirky and Scandinavian rages on. The latest Nordic juggernaut attempting to slake it is 100 Year Old Man (we’re not typing it all out again, we’ll wear out our three toes). Adapted from the best selling novel, this is not just any blockbuster juggernaut, this is the biggest Scandinavian movie EVER at the Swedish box office. Yup, bigger than anything female and dragon tattoed. That’s sizeable hobnail boots to fill.
Amelie (2001).
Under The Tuscan Sun (2003). Location: Tuscany
Before Sunrise (1995). Location: Vienna
Lost In Translation (2003). Location: Tokyo.
Vicky Cristina Barcelona (2008). Location: Barcelona.

