Showing posts with label 016 Speculative Fiction New. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 15, 2020

Quarter 4 Reviews - 016 Speculative Fiction - New


016 Speculative Fiction – New 

Appropriately enough, we round off 2019 with a Christmas story.  I was surprised by how much I enjoyed The Christmas Present and how moving I found it.  It’s very hard to write a non-formulaic Christmas drama of this kind, but by God, I think Ben Crompton has done it.  He also stars as the protagonist, Stephen, a father and husband who is not enjoying Christmas as his life is just too stressful.  He has to go away for work the week before Christmas and leaves behind his nonplussed wife, Holly (Christine Bottomley), and a daughter, Ivy (Poppy O’Brien) who wants to get to know her dad, if only he’d let her.  When Stephen misses his train, he spends the evening getting pissed in the train station bar, where he sees a very lifelike Father Christmas (Stephen Marzella).  He confesses he wishes he could go back to a time when life was slower-paced and more innocent.  Thus, the next morning he wakes up in his car as the boy of nine he used to be.  Hilarity and poignancy in equal measure ensue, which is helped by the cracking acting chops of Albie Crompton, presumably Ben’s son, as the young Stephen.  Stephen’s week as a child allows him to see everything in a new light.  I won’t spoil it, but it was a drama that was funny and heart-warming in a way that is rare to find. It was a lovely treat to listen to on Boxing Day. The Christmas Present also starred Graeme Hawley and Chris Jack and was directed by Nadia Molinari.  

And that ends Quarter 4 reviews!  As tradition dictates, the next post will be the 2019 Golden Weevil Awards.

Saturday, December 7, 2019

Quarter 3 Reviews- 016 Speculative Fiction- New


016 Speculative Fiction – New

It took me awhile to get into Variations on a Theme by Neil Armstrong, but in the end I think it was more than the sum of its parts (and quite radiogenic, actually).  There was a wodge of Moon Landing-related drama on Radio 4 over the summer, and this poetic drama (unsurprisingly given Michael Symmons Roberts is one of Radio 4’s poets-in-residence, in all but name) carved out a niche.  Cleverly told, it tackled the surprisingly vital conspiracy theories about the hoaxed Moon Landing (apparently a significantly larger percentage of British people believe these conspiracies than Americans).  Laura (Verity Henry) is a waitress at a thinly-disguised Epcot Center in Florida where she serves beer to tourists and nostalgic ex-pats in a fake English pub.  There, she meets conspiracy theorist and all-around tosser, Billy (Graeme Hawley), who has spent his life making money off of collectibles.  He insists that the Moon Landings were faked, and nothing the increasingly exasperated Laura says can seem to convince him.  Meanwhile, con artists and identity thieves Belle (Lydia Wilson) and Luna (Laurel Lefko) are wandering around in the Nevada desert, seemingly validating Billy’s theories when they find what appears to be a life-sized Moon set.  It turns out, however, that this is a movie set for a film that was never made—in which Noel (Andonis James Anthony) was starring as Neil Armstrong, a role he has been playing all his life (due to his lookalike appearance).  Noel also makes an appearance at the pub in Epcot, and it’s his voice that has been giving us the poetic “Neil” monologues.  So if Noel can be a visual and aural stand-in for Armstrong, what makes him the fake?  While the drama is unequivocal on its condemnation of conspiracy theories, the way it plays with reality is very clever and satisfying.   It was directed by Susan Roberts. 

Monday, August 5, 2019

Quarter 1 Reviews- 016 Speculative Fiction- New


016 Speculative Fiction – New 

I had difficulty processing The Receiver of Wreck by Ben Cottam.  He is evidently talented, loving to moonlight in his own dramas and seems firmly situated in the north of England.  Jen, the titular Receiver of Wreck as played by Alice Lowe, was real enough, isolated in her job, which forced her to be continually on the road.  When arriving in a ghost of a coastal Lancashire town, her grip on reality begins to unpeel (though it’s unclear, in a very sort of magical realist way, whether her experiences are shared by others; some of them seem to be).  So it’s an odd and challenging mix between very down-to-earth characters, such as librarian/trainspotter/general geek Malcolm (Pearce Quigley doing his best James Fleet) and policewoman Kelly (Lucy Gaskell), and mystical, mysterious characters such as the Mayor, the sinister and oh-so-(northern)-posh Prudence Peacock and the Polish immigrant who, like Jen, can never go home.  What was the wreck of the ship that might spell salvation for a northern town with no industry and no future?  What was the ghost of the railway station doing at night keeping a hyper-active Jen awake?  What was the significance of Kelly being unable to scream?  What were we to make of Coast Guard Adam buying flowers for Jen?  Did Jen ever get out of the town or she is stuck there, like the Prisoner in Portmeirion?  I don’t know, but it was an interesting drama nonetheless.  It was directed by Alison Crawford.

Hello Caller by Jonathan Holloway was an interesting idea for a drama.  The idea is that most of the telephone boxes across the UK are being dismantled.  So where are all those calls—stored in the ether, or like the magical post-horn or Rabelais’ sound plums—going?  Well, into our ears, apparently, as we hear a kaleidoscope (kaleidophone?) of conversations.  Some of the more interesting ones go on for a long time; sometimes we can hear both speakers, sometimes only one.  For example, a middle-aged woman has just found out she has months to live, so she’s told her husband, but doesn’t want to tell the children.  She has to make plans for the maintenance of one of her developmentally disabled children, in case her husband then dies, too.  It was quite moving.  While we had a time travel drama—in which a woman calling from the 1950s reaches a man in the 1990s—their connection is brief.  Later, we even have telecommunications with a ghost—in the 1970s, a boy and a girl connect over the line, only for him to subsequently realize she has died a few months previously, and now her sole existence is within the telephone wires.  Literally haunting.  Quite an unusual format for an Afternoon Drama; it’s the kind of thing I would have expected to hear as a podcast.  It, too, was directed by Alison Crawford and starred the excellent Annette Badland, Luke MacGregor, Sean Murray, David Reakes, and Alex Tregear. 

Stopping to think about the story in Martians made me really sad.  It’s one thing to move to another country.  It’s another thing to sign up for a mission to Mars knowing you will never be able to return to Earth, let alone see your family again.  That’s what Laura (Tia Bannon) has done in this story, set in the near future, in which she has joined a group of young astronauts who are going to start a colony on Mars.  Laura is a midwife, enriched by the strains of her St Lucian grandmother (who is introduced to us via camcorder recordings from the early Noughties) and her Irish father.  This drama stitches together her last moments with her family, as she packs her 100g of personal items, helped by her brother Michael; final conversations between her mother and father; and Laura interviewed with her fellow Martians on a radio chat show.  Laura’s older sister Margot is the only one who questions Laura’s choice, but does so only in interior monologue; I wish she had voiced her concerns out loud, to bring that part of the drama some actual closure.  Did Laura ever make it to Mars?  I guess that’s the subject for another drama.  Martians was written by Lucy Caldwell and starred Toheeb Jimoh, Angel Coulby, Michelle Greenridge, Lloyd Hutchinson, Joy Richardson, Tallulah Bond, Ronny Jhuti, and Beth Goddard.  It was directed by Celia De Wolff.