Author Archives: Simon Walton

She didn’t exactly have an off day, did Jane Austen, but Simon Walton can’t help feeling Lady Susan was a bit of a rush job, a bit of a seventies Birmingham banger, not really with the sense and sensibility to … Continue reading →

Florence Needs Her Machine Meryl Streep trying out her voice again post Mamma Mia!, Hugh Grant camping it up as a thoroughly upper-crust English toff. The backdrop of the otherworldly nineteen forties New York.

Mayday: Simon Walton gets That Sinking Feeling… If there’s one thing cinematographers love, it’s a shot that opens out into a fantastical reveal.  Something intimate and possibly threatening, opening into something colossal and most definitely threatening.

Safe as houses ‘We could do fifteen million,’ says the sharp suited banker.  “Could we make it ninety million?’ says a lazy-eyed, world weary Christian Bale.  The intoxication of the number sets in and the bankers take the bait.  From … Continue reading →

Spend your whole life, cocooned within a single room.  Never go out, never experience the outside world.  Sit all day in front of the TV.  Sounds like heaven for most emo teenagers. That’s the spin, but that’s not exactly how … Continue reading →

What does $100m buy you these days?  Apparently only B Movie billing next to that force filled romp across a galaxy, far far away.  That might just be how director Ron Howard feels right now, after teaming up again with … Continue reading →