Martin Clunes - The Rocky Horror Picture Show charity performance - in aid of Amnesty International - Red Carpet Arrivals at The Playhouse Theatre - London, United Kingdom - Thursday 17th September 2015
There are so many plot holes in this silly British holiday sequel that the script hardly seems to exist at all. As in the previous two Nativity! movies, the emphasis is on Christmas wackiness, with inane set pieces designed only to keep small children giggling. Writer-director Debbie Isitt clearly isn't interested in connecting these scenes together into something more than vaguely coherent, asking us to just go with it. And if you can do that, you might have some fun with this.
Once again, it's all change at St. Bernadette's School in Coventry. This time there's a new headmistress in the humourless, astonishingly unobservant Mrs Keen (Celia Imrie). She sensibly sacks the dopey teaching assistant Mr Poppy (Marc Wootton) and instead hires "super-teacher" Mr Shepherd (Martin Clunes), who immediately gets rid of Poppy's donkey, the class mascot. In the process though, Shepherd takes a blow to the head and loses his memory, which is a problem because he's due to get married to Sophie (Catherine Tate) in New York. So Shepherd's daughter Lauren (Lauren Hobbs) teams up with Poppy to get the kids into a flashmob competition that culminates with a final round in, of course, Manhattan. The problem is that the competition is being organised by Sophie's preening ex Bradley (Adam Garcia), who wants her back.
Issitt keeps the film moving at such a hyperactive pace that there's barely time to notice that nothing about this story makes any sense. But before we can say, "Wait a minute!" the film has already lurched into a corny slapstick sequence or a big musical number performed with screechy karaoke-style authenticity. Although the songs are packed with clever hooks and repeated so many times that they're impossible to get out of our heads. Oddly, the children are sidelined in this movie, appearing at random for a bit of cacophonous mayhem or another pastiche holiday number. Only Hobbs registers as a character.
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With the recent release of 'Nativity 3: Dude, Where's My Donkey?!', it appears that certain film franchises can survive.
Not all franchises are created equal. The release of 'Nativity 3: Dude, Where's My Donkey?!' shows that sometimes audiences just want a bit of silly escapism rather than more ambitious attempts to wow us with effects and bigger/better plotlines.
This certainly isn't unprecedented: other thoroughly silly franchises include 'Alvin and the Chipmunks' (3 movies), 'Spy Kids' (4), 'Step Up' (5), 'Scary Movie' (5) and 'Tyler Perry's Medea' (7 and counting). And an argument could be made for including 'The Expendables' (3 and counting) on this list.
Mr. Shepherd is the new teacher at St Bernadette's Catholic School in Coventry who is eager to propose to his friend Sophie, to the delight of his young daughter who wants so badly to have a new mother by Christmas. Meanwhile, the school has also gained a new headmistress, Mrs. Keen, who deeply disapproves of the school's favourite teacher - the ever child-like Mr. Poppy - and their pet donkey Archie. The latter pet-peeve is probably for a good reason as soon enough, Mr. Shepherd finds himself deeply concussed after being kicked by Archie, completely forgetting who he is, where he is, where Archie is and, more importantly, that he's soon to be married on Christmas Eve in New York. Mr. Poppy and the class decide to band together to get him to his bride by joining a flash mob, where the top prize is a trip to the Big Apple. Will the class succeed in their latest endeavour and make this Christmas the best yet?
When Martin Clunes was disqualified from driving, after accruing too many speeding points, Churchill Insurance decided that he was probably no longer the best role model to have in their car insurance adverts. Clunes, 51, was outraged at the decision and has accused Churchill – the company known for the ‘nodding dog’ in the adverts – of being rude.
The Doc Martin star had been a feature of Churchill’s insurance adverts for almost a year when he lost the right to drive in November 2012 and found himself unceremoniously dropped from the insurance company’s marketing campaigns. According to the Huffington Post Clunes is quoted in the Radio Times magazine as saying that being dropped by the firm had taken him by surprise and it sounds as though his nose was put out of joint by the way in which his dismissal was handled. “I was very surprised by their reaction. It was neurotic and very heavy-handed… Quite rude, actually. They never said goodbye. They never said thanks. They washed their hands of me completely.”
Luckily, Clunes revealed, he has a working farm to keep him busy and take his mind off the humiliation of being dropped from his role as a nodding dog’s sidekick. “I do love my job. But I'd really like the farm to wash its face. That's still a way off, because there's been a lot of investment in infrastructure… I do quite like the ewes, especially when they're pregnant, and when you get that first bleat from the newborn lamb, it's pretty good.”
You wouldn’t have thought that Martin Clunes could have had too many complaints after insurance company Churchill dropped him from their adverts, in light of the actor being banned from driving for a year. However, according to The Guardian, the star has come out in the print edition of the Radio Times with a scathing attack on the company.
"I was very surprised by their reaction," he reportedly said in the interview. "It was neurotic and very heavy-handed. Quite rude, actually, They never said goodbye. They never said thanks. They washed their hands of me completely." We’re not sure Clunes can really complain; why would a company want a man banned from driving to be advertising car insurance? Oh well.
At least Clunes has plenty to get on with whilst he sits out his ban. He’s currently filming a new series of Doc Martin, a comedy in which he stars as the title character, a brilliant vascular surgeon who develops a fear of blood and ends up taking a post in a quiet seaside village. Clunes told the Radio Times that he does the show to subsidise his farm that he owns. "I imagine there will come a time when television withdraws itself from me," he said. "I'd really like the farm to wash its face. That's still a way off. I do quite like the ewes, especially when they're pregnant, and when you get that first bleat from the newborn lamb, it's pretty good."
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Although only one part of The Acid House directly deals with LSD, the majority of the movie feels as if it were written and directed the drug. Much like Go gave an accurate portrayal of X, The Acid House gives an accurate portrayal of the Super Mario... um... or so I heard.
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In the movie, a middle-aged English widow (Brenda Blethyn) is left with a stack of debts after her philandering dope of a husband commits suicide. Her Scottish gardener (Craig Ferguson of the irksome Drew Carey Show) needs help growing hemp and Blethyn just happens to have a green thumb. With his insistence, they soon grow tons of weed in her huge greenhouse, turning it into a stoner's wet dream.
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Grace (Brenda Blethyn) is a middle-aged English housewife whose husband has jumped out of a plane without a parachute, leaving her with a messy legacy of massive debt. Her beloved but modest estate in the friendly little hamlet she calls home is about to be foreclosed, and she just doesn't know how she's going to sustain herself.
She hocks her wedding ring and lets repo men take her riding lawn mower, but she's fast running out of options. That is, until her pot-head gardener Michael (Craig Ferguson) suggests they teach themselves a little DIY hydroponics and transplant his marijuana plants -- currently hidden under a tree at a local vicarage -- into her big, empty greenhouse where they can grow faster and become a source of income.
A choice little comedy with an enthusiastic spirit, "Saving Grace" gets a lot of mileage out of the paradoxical image of an adorable granny type lending her green thumb to the cannabis trade. And Blethyn ("Little Voice," "Secrets & Lies") couldn't be more ideal in the role, playing it at once na?ve and determined. "I'm becoming a drugs dealer!" she giggles effervescently.
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