Into The Storm – How Did They Do That? The Sloth takes you behind the scenes.

INTOSTORM_UK_BD_3D_ORING-0There are certain films you watch thinking ‘how did they do that?’ or, more precisely, ‘how did they persuade anybody to do that?’. Into The Storm, a disaster movie to end all apocalyptic weather disaster movies, is one of them. Frankly, if The Sloth were a Hollywood actor and our agent proposed we shoot a movie involving tornadoes, hurricanes and torrential rain, we’d get ourselves a new agent. Fortunately, star Sarah Wayne Callies and director Steven Quale are made of sterner stuff. Brave or foolish? The Sloth found out…

Stephen, can you take me through what went into creating these massive tornadoes onscreen, in terms of both on-set effects and working with visual effects companies to bring them to life digitally? 

As I did the research for this film, I found that tornadoes can be radically different. There are the really thin and narrow rope tornadoes. And then you’ve got the more traditional tornado, which we’re most familiar with.  And then you have these mile-wide or two mile-wide wedge tornadoes, which are enormous tornadoes that can spin with rotational speeds as high as 300 miles-per-hour.

Then there is a fourth one, actually, the fire tornado, which is probably one of the most spectacular things in the film. It’s an absolutely true phenomenon, and it looks almost exactly like we depict it with our digital simulation.

Then, the difficult part was how do you create all that and do it in a photorealistic manner?  So we took all our reference footage and showed it to the visual effects companies.  These are probably some of the most difficult visual effects to accomplish because everybody knows what clouds look like, and everybody knows what trees look like blowing in the wind.  It took a lot of effort and time, and many passes at watching it and tweaking it, because the way they create these tornadoes is through really complicated math procedures.

The big challenge was trying to use the artistic and the scientific methods, and having those two meld together. What we found was that to make the effects feel as real as possible, we had to have our principal photography shot in an overcast situation. So the solution was to get these giant construction cranes and put these silk screens on them, basically.  Instead of having the silks be white, which you normally would use to bounce light off of, Brian Pearson, the cinematographer, came up with the idea of making the silks dark grey, like storm cloud color, so that dark grey light would bounce and block the sun, and create an overcast look directly over the actors.

Then the challenge for the actors was to endure the high speed of these hundred-mile-an-hour fans that are blowing in their faces.  And when you stand in front of a rain tower that’s pouring rain on you, it’s bearable; you can deal with it.  The problem is when you combine the two, now suddenly those raindrops are like projectiles going a hundred miles-an-hour, hitting you, like little needles hitting your face.’

You shot the movie using a variety of cameras, from SteadiCams to security cameras and iPhones.  You even have cameras on the Titus, the storm-chasing vehicle in the film.  What did you want to achieve using this shooting technique? 

‘Interestingly enough, my take on this was that we have cameras and point-of-view shots that would traditionally be considered part of a ‘found footage’ movie.  But I didn’t want that to be distracting for the audience. The irony of this film is that the entire movie was shot handheld.  We didn’t have camera dollies or cranes or any of those techniques that you’d normally use in a movie.  But the audience doesn’t notice.  About halfway into it, you forget about the cameras and the ‘found footage’ aspect; it just becomes a movie.  And we did that intentionally.

The biggest nightmare was trying to keep the cameras dry with all the rain pouring in, but the camera department did a wonderful job.’

Sarah, what was it like for you to work on such a stunt-heavy film?  Did you do those stunts for real?

‘Oh, yeah.  That was a part of the draw of the film for me. I showed up on the first day and they harnessed me up onto the wire and an hour later, we were just playing like children.  The one thing they wouldn’t let me do is the fall just because insurance companies at a certain point stand up and say, ‘You can’t drop our female lead 20 feet onto concrete.  We’re not going let you do it.’  I said, ‘Okay, fine.’

Part of the thing that’s great about that kind of work is there’s just no acting involved.  Somebody puts you on a wire and yanks you backwards, there’s a hundred-mile-an-hour fan and a rain tower in your face, you don’t have to act scared.  [Laughs]  You’re right there.  You’re scared.  It’s pure adrenaline.  And it was fun.  It was really, really fun.  The stunt coordinator and I talked about it afterwards.  I was like, ‘Dude, let’s do a movie like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon where we just fly through the whole thing.’  [Laughs]  I absolutely loved it.’

How about the special effects?  I understand that the rain and the wind machines were there for about half the shoot?

‘Yeah.  I read scripts differently now, which is to say I now look at a script and say, ‘Wait.  I’m wet for how long? There’s how much rain in this thing?’  I just read the script and thought it was a great story and it wasn’t until we were actually in prep and I was breaking it down that I thought, ‘Wait a minute.  I’m going to be soaked to the skin for 45 days out of this filming.’

We had hundred-mile-an-hour fans, which you can’t really fathom.  The first time they turned it on in front of me in a scene it blew me 20 feet off my mark.  You could literally lean your full body weight into it and it would hold you up.  And then they’d throw dirt and leaves into it so there’d be debris flying around.  Then they turned the rain towers on and it certainly wasn’t comfortable, but, again, it saved us the indignity of trying to act like you’re in a tornado.  You’re just there.’

Sarah, looking back at the experience, do you have an experience that was particularly memorable for you? 

[Laughs] ‘Yeah.  It’s not particularly serious but Richard (Armitage) and I were doing a scene in the weather van where we were both indoors but soaked to the skin.  Then I took a deep breath and said, ‘Does it smell like a barn in here?’

He had on a cheap wool suit because his character would wear a cheap wool and when it got wet, he smelled like a wet sheep.  And they can hear this conversation over the earphones.  And the makeup artist came in and handed me a tube of Chap Stick that was bacon-flavored and said, ‘Put this on,’ and closed the door.

So, I was sitting there with my pig-smelling lips.  Richard was here with his sheep-smelling suit and for the rest of the day, every time they cut, he would just turn to me and go, ‘Baaah!’

And we all think actors are overpaid… Now you’ve heard the theory straight from the horses’s mouth, let’s see the reality with a special behind the scenes video clip: 


Into The Storm is available on Blu Ray and DVD on 15 December 214.

 

Get Santa. A Decent Christmas Movie! Snow Joke!

Quad_AW_[26815] Get SantaNow don’t groan. Christmas movies are as intrinsically Christmas as mince pies, eggnog and arguments. The trouble is, most of them are hardly what you would call ‘classics’ so normally, The Sloth wouldn’t give them the time of day. So we were gobsmackingly astounded to discover we DIDN’T HATE Get Santa.

It’s present day (present – geddit?!?! Ohhhh, never mind. We really don’t know why we bother) somewhere in the London suburbs. Santa (Jim Broadbent) has crash landed his sleigh and taken refuge in the garden shed of a house belonging to Steve (Rafe Spall) and his son Tom (Kit Connor).  Discovered by a delighted Tom, he and Santa are having a fine old chat until Steve, hearing voices, attempts to throw Santa out in disgust, convinced he is basically a raving, drunken loony.

Luckily, Santa talks him round, otherwise we’d have a very short film. And soon Steve and Tom are roped into a race against time to find Santa’s sleigh, track down his troupe of reindeer who scarpered upon impact and are now roaming free around London, and save Christmas. Obviously, this doesn’t prove an easy task, not least by Santa getting himself arrested and thrown in the slammer at HM’s pleasure.

The joy here is in the lashings of surreal, very British humour, setting the fantasy of Santa and all his little helper accoutrements against a prosaically suburban background. Frankly, if you don’t find the notion of Santa banged up in Lambeth prison, disguised under white dreadlocks and the new ‘gansta’ name ‘Mad Jimmy Claws’ a delight, then we give up. It’s one of those rare things, a family film that is as much sweet natured fun for adults as it is for kids. If a small child in your festive charge needs entertaining this Christmas, trust us, you could do far, far worse.

UK release 5 December

Interstellar. 2000-Something Space Odyssey.

interstellar-posterWowsers, Christopher Nolan gets a lot of money to play with. Following blockbusters Dark Knight and Inception, his latest cinematic megalopolis, Interstellar, bulldozes its way through the gross domestic product of half of Western Europe. But is it any good?

It’s certainly ambitious. Middle America, sometime in the nearish future. Cooper (Matthew McConaughey), an astronaut in the Apollo missions, is now a farmer struggling to maintain his crops in farmland blighted by dust storms and disease. Worldwide food production is declining, putting mankind’s future at risk. Things are Not Good.

Investigating strange happenings around his house, Cooper chances upon a secret NASA base hidden deep in the countryside, headed up by his old boss Dr Brand (Michael Caine). Officially disbanded years ago, NASA are working on a solution to humanity’s imminent demise. The plan? Bundle everyone into spaceships and scarper to another planet. But where? Cunningly, NASA has already sent several missions to research intergalactic property options. Next step? Send a follow up party to review the shortlist piloted by, you guessed it, Cooper.

After a painful goodbye to son Tom and daughter Merv, who is devastated by his departure, Cooper blasts into the unknown accompanied by scientists Amelia (Anne Hathaway), Doyle (Wes Bentley) and Romilly (David Gyasi). Plus vaguely sarky robot TARS (voiced by Bill Irwin). Plan is to spend several years in asleep in stasis, waking up in time to check out the first, hopefully habitable, planet. Inevitably, things do not go to plan.

This sounds simplistic. Interstellar is anything but. It cuts back and forth through huge chunks of time, expounds Einstein’s theory of relativity, mixes in repeated quotes from Dylan Thomas’ Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, explores concepts of three, four and five dimensions and adds emotional family drama for good measure.  All to an alternatively crashing, clunking, electronic score, then periods of total silence. It’s often too much to take in, as if several different films have been poured into a blender and blitzed at warp speed, arguably best when it calms down to scenes played mano-a-mano (you’ve got The McConaughey on board – you can’t go wrong). And we’re no physicist, but we’re not certain The Science Bits would stand up to full Einsteinian scrutiny. But full marks, Mr Nolan, for going for it. One thing it certainly isn’t, is dull.

UK release 7 November.

Soul Boys Of The Western World. Communication Let Them Down.

spandaKids, let The Sloth sit you on our knee and tell you a bedtime story. Once upon a time Steve from Eastenders was a popstar who sang songs about Olympic medals while wearing a tea towel on his head. Don’t believe us? Check out Soul Boys Of The Western World.

Comprised partly of historical footage and partly of current day interviews, it traces what has now become a depressingly familiar pop career trajectory. Spandau Ballet were formed endearingly from a group of school chums who hung out at the now legendary Blitz Club (did ANYONE from an 80’s pop band NOT hang out there?), taking cues from the cool club kids and dressing like pirates. Suitably swathed in enough tartan to fuel the entire Scottish tourist industry, their big break came with the impossibly catchy To Cut A Long Story Short and chart domination soon followed.

Inevitably, as the royalties came flooding in primarily to songwriter Gary Kemp, tensions surfaced and Spandau eventually imploded in a messy and very public court battle. The brothers Kemp went off to be actors and the rest got jobs down Lidl or something. One thing clear from the present day interviews is very little love was lost.

Much has been made of the 80’s revival. Hoary old one-hit-wonder popstrals are dusting down their shoulder pads and troweling on the eyeliner for the delectation of middle class festivals across the country (OK we’re being sniffy but we’d secretly quite like to see The Durannies belting out Hungry Like the Wolf one last time). Spandau Ballet, who for so long held out, have finally also succumbed and are taking the stage once more to coincide with this film’s release.  Money hungry publicity stunt or genuine attempt to reconcile?  Soul Boys Of The Western World, by going more for nostalgia than the jugular, would suggest perhaps a bit of both. And it’s certainly fun gawping at the 80’s fashion excess while you ponder.

UK release 30 September

What We Did On Our Holiday

holidayWho doesn’t love Billy Connolly? The loose Glaswegian comedy cannon who proved himself a serious ac-toor with a glowering turn in Mrs Brown, simultaneously becoming bezzie mates with Dame Judi, is now a bona fide National Treasure. So we were very much looking forward to seeing him take an increasingly rare screen role in What We Did On Our Holiday.

Doug (David Tenanant) and Abi McLeod (the currently ubiquitous Rosamond Pike – how does that girl fit it all in?) are having marital problems. But, faced with a gathering of the family clan to celebrate Doug’s father Gordy’s (Billy Connolly) 75th birthday, like all good imminent divorcees they decide to hide their situation from the rest of the family. So packing their three children into the car they begin a long, squabbling and bickering journey North.

Not that things calm down on reaching their destination. With Doug’s insuffereable brother Gavin (Ben Miller) and downtrodden wife Margaret (Amelia Bullmore) supervising the party planning, chaos reigns supreme. Oblivious to the chaos is Gordy who, seriously ill, has clear ideas of his priorities in life. Gathering up his grandchildren he sneaks them off to escape the fracas for a day at the seaside. But things don’t turn out exactly as anticipated.

We won’t reveal a simultaeously macabre and joyful twist in this tale. Suffice to say it caught us unawares and elevated what at first seemed to just be a run of the mill mainstream comedy. From the creators of the TV show Outnumbered, it has the same semi-improvised feel, with the child actors ad-libs apparently leading the dialogue. And boy do the kids earn their pocket money.  But for us the most moving element was Billy Connolly’s portrayal of the terminally ill Gordy. Having been diagnosed with cancer in real life, it’s a poginiant instance of art imitating life. Let’s hope he beats it and we get a good few more vintage performances out of The Big Yin.

UK release 26 September

Grand Piano. Musical Mayhem.

grandDid you know that Elijah Wood, as well as possessing a pair of Gremlin goggle-eyes, also possesses a virtuoso piano playing talent? No? Nor did The Sloth. Prepare to be properly impressed as he tinkles all of his own ivories in bonkers thriller Grand Piano.

Tom (Elijah Wood) is a retired concert pianist. Retired not because he is old and decrepit, but because years ago he suffered a seisimic attack of stage fright that ended his acclaimed career. Now, with encouragement from his glamorous movie-star wife Emma (Kerry Bishé), he is making a comeback, attempting to play a fiendishly difficult concerto to a packed and expectant audience.

So far so nerve-jangling (for Tom, not the audience – that would make a rum thriller). But, as if he wasn’t uptight enough, Tom then discovers a cryptic note scrawled on his music score proclaiming ‘play one wrong note and you die’.  Whatever happened to ‘break a leg?’ And who could be responsible for such a dastardly deed? A disgruntled critic? The mild mannered janitor? With the curtain about to rise Tom, practically comatose with fear, has no time to ponder but takes to the stage to literally play for his life.

This sounds daft and yes, it is properly daft. A schlocky B-movie / Hitchcockian thriller mash up with a side order of Speed. But primarily thanks to Elijah Wood’s sheer boggle-eyed commitment to the role, plus a deranged turn from John Cusack as a fiendish rent-a-villain, on a delightfully camp and OTT level it somehow works. Although if you’re expecting a second helping of The Pianist, despite Elijah’s spectacular playing, we recommend you look elsewhere.

UK release 19 September.

Million Dollar Arm. Tugs At The Hamm-Strings.

MillionDollarArm-PosterDon’t switch off after you read the next sentence, OK? Million Dollar Arm is a movie about baseball. NO, STEP AWAY FROM THE BACK BUTTON! It’s good! And you needn’t be American to watch it. Honest! Now keep reading.

Based on a true story, it follows the fortune of sports agent JB Bernstein (Jon Hamm). Down on his luck and devoid of decent clients, his business is about to go belly up unless he comes up with A Bright Idea, fast. Fortunately he does, from the unlikely combined inspirations of Susan Boyle and Indian cricketers. JB surmises that if cricketers can bowl a cricket ball fast, they can pitch a baseball fast. And that no-one in India watches baseball. Therefore find an Indian cricketer, turn him into a baseball pitcher and x million Indians will start watching baseball. Think of the marketing opportunities!

JB sets about creating ‘Million Dollar Arm’, an X Factor-style competition to find young Indian cricketers with raw pitching potential. Roping in retired, curmudgeonly talent spotter Ray (Alan Arkin), he packs up and heads for Mumbai where, after auditioning seemingly every cricketing juvenile in the land, they pick their naive, impressionable winners and ship them back to the good ol’ US of A for intensive coaching.

This is, if you’ll excuse the old sporting adage, a game of two halves. Part one sees the capitalist, uptight American dealing with the colourful, emotional chaos of India. Part two sees the innocent and unworldly young Indian cricketers dealing with the urban, impersonal culture of the US. But will the two, fish-out-of-water sides come together and learn from each other? There’s the Million Dollar question.

On paper this is clichéd and pulls every emotional string in the book. It even throws in a handy love interest sub-plot for JB. But we enjoyed it. Yes, it shamelessly plunders the Slumdog Millionaire feelgood factor, but the scenes in India have charm and humour. Most importantly, the cast are clearly having such a good time you can’t help but share it. Don’t analyse, just sit back and let it wash over you.

UK release 29 August.

Lucy. 100% Bonkers.

LUVYThe Sloth loves a kick-ass female lead. The Bride from Kill Bill, Ripley in Alien, you get the drift. So Lucy, a sci-fi-esq tale of a female assassin from the director of Leon (one of the best films EVER), sounded right up our street.

Lucy (Scarlett Johansson) is having a bad day, forced to deliver a briefcase with unknown but presumably dodgy contents to notorious criminal Mr Jang (Min-sik Choi).  Mr Jang, who surrounds himself with gun wielding mobsters and splices and dices anyone he doesn’t like, is a drug smuggler who transports his wares inside the stomachs of human mules, of whom Lucy is to be the next.

However, a technical hitch occurs in transit. One of Lucy’s intestinal packages bursts open, flooding her system with Jang’s drug, a wonder-product that allows humans to utilise all 100% of their brain capacity. Cue a cut to The Science Bit: Professor Norman (Morgan Freeman) lecturing college students on the heights man could potentially reach if we employed more than the pathetic 20% or so that we actually use. Design self-slicing kebabs, that kind of thing.

Literally pumped full of drugs, Lucy develops an increasing array of astounding human super-powers as her brain capacity steadily rises. Unfortunately, this coincides with a mirrored decline in her empathy and emotional skills. No matter. Wired and intent on revenge against Jang, Super-Lucy still takes time to rope in Professor Norman to study and record her ground-breaking cerebral experience for the Greater Human Good.

Don’t try to make any sense of this. Switching rapidly between high octane action thriller and bonkers pseudo-intellectual scientific theorising, we suspect The Science Bit would hold less water than Rab C Nesbitt’s string vest. But that doesn’t matter. Like spending an afternoon with a toddler high on tartrazine, it’s wildly energetic, hugely entertaining and pays zero attention to conventional logic. Plus which, Scarlett makes a cracking super-human heroine. Enjoy. Then have a lie down.

UK release 22 August

Into The Storm. A Supersized McFlurry.

movies-into-the-storm-posterNormally we are a cerebral Sloth. But even the most intellectual of mammals need, on occasion, to let their metaphorical hair down and indulge in some movie junkfood.  Into The Storm didn’t just let our hair down, it whipped it thrice round our neck and near-on choked us with a supersized, stuffed-crust, McWhopper.

Pete (Matt Walsh) is a stormhunter and documentary filmmaker. He drives around in a tank, as you do, searching out tornadoes. Pete is assisted by hapless weathergirl Allison (Sarah Wayne Callies) who, after months of not even predicting a storm in a teacup, finally reckons she has found a big one. So grumpy Pete and his young cameramen sidekicks dutifully head out towards the melee.

But this isn’t just a big one.  This is THE Big One. A Biblical storm of the most epic proportions, it’s threatening to take out an entire town in one fell swoop. But obviously just taking out a mere town wouldn’t be enough. We need a bigger stakes than that. Luckily, it’s also graduation day at the local high school and every bright eyed, bushy tailed, A-Grade student with a glowing future is a sitting duck in its destructive path…

Let’s get one thing straight.  This is ridiculous. Utter trash. Complete hokum. Seriously, leave all credibility at the door and forget any concerns of character or script. The screening The Sloth attended preceeded with a dramatic and reverent homage to the technical sonic wonder of Dolby Atmos. This is why you are here, for special effects so tremendously, disconcertingly realistic we were scrabbling for our brolly.  Add to this the results of When Techies Go Rogue, creating CGI people getting sucked into burning tornadoes, and you have the ultimate popcorn cheese-fest. Enjoy the sugar rush. Then detox with a triple helping of Bergman.

UK release 20 August. Want more action satisfaction? Try Non-Stop

The Inbetweeners 2. Depraved And Down Under.

Inbetweeners_2_Movie_PosterExactly how many slang terms for sexual activity beginning with ‘F’ do you know?  We’re guessing 4? 5? Prepare to learn around 15 more, because everyone’s favourite potty mouthed juveniles are back in The Inbetweeners 2.

Will (Simon Bird) and Simon (Joe Thomas), a.k.a. the less thick ones, have made the break from school to university. Strangely enough, it’s not going well. Will has no friends and Simon is being cyber-stalked by his psychotic girlfriend Lucy (Tamla Kari). Upon hearing from Jay (James Buckley) that he is living it up Down Under in his new vocation as legendary club DJ Big Penis, spinning records to an adoring female crowd and enjoying threesomes with the Minogue sisters, our chums, plus the ever-dopey Neil (Blake Harrison), decide to pay him a surprise visit.

Shockingly, it turns out Jay’s actual lifestyle doesn’t quite live up to his billings. We’ll pause here a second and let you pick yourself back up off the floor. But no matter. A chance meeting between Will and his first crush from his old school leads to our hapless foursome heading out across Australia to do a spot of sightseeing, tagging hopefully along behind a band of too-cool-for-school backpacker trustafarians.

If you are familiar with the ‘work’ of The Inbetweeners you will know exactly what to expect. And it doesn’t disappoint. Yes, the crude factor is dialled up to 11.  Just when you think there is no anatomical / digestive / sexual / bestial depth left to plunge, they inevitably find one.  But behind the ick factor is a consistently sharp, witty and frequently hilarious script that skewers every cliché of both the teenage backpacker experience and, more importantly, the underlying naivety of youth. Strangely sweet, as well as stomach churning and vocabulary expanding to boot. What more could you ask?

UK release 6 August. Not had your fill of crude? Top up with Bad Neighbours