Berlin Syndrome (2017)
Berlin Syndrome is a bad film with the spectral outline of a better film around it.
Berlin Syndrome is a bad film with the spectral outline of a better film around it.
Like most punters heading to Soundwave at Brisbane’s RNA Showgrounds this weekend, I made some effort to dress the part. With my carefully-groomed beard and thick-rimmed glasses, I’m neither a metalhead nor a punk, but the combination of a black Refused T-shirt, contact lenses and a relatively unkempt beard served as concession to the hard…
I’ve recently come to realise that my taste in live music is closely aligned to my taste in cuisines. You see, when it comes to a meal out, I’d much prefer a feast with friends at an Indian restaurant or a tapas spread at a Spanish joint – or if I’m feeling lavish, a degustation…
While I may have just written an article criticising a certain Australian actor/director for his advocacy of cultural cringe, I must admit I’m susceptible to the same kind of cringe when talking about my city of residence: Brisbane. I’m pretty vocal about the perceived cultural black hole that is Queensland’s capital, a city that’s seemingly…
Truly talented artists seem impenetrable: how can a person produce something transcendent, beyond and yet encapsulating human experience? Many artists seem more than human, the idiosyncrasies and oddities that allow them to complete their work characterising them as “eccentric.” The subject of Harland’s Half Acre, Frank Harland is such an artist, an impossibly talented painter…