The father, the son and the holy goat

12/09/2011 in Alexis King, Comedy, Romance | One comment


Four Weddings and a Funeral is a lethal celluloid contagion.

From the onset of its initial tourettesian symptoms to total epidemic outbreak before our very eyes, it convivially transmits its “single beyond 30” anxiety virus.

John Hannah as Matthew & Hugh Grant as Charles

The prognosis can therefore only be that of an imminent post Oxbridge social death throughout its audience if one is not delivered by the swift ministering of an antidote of vows.

Peer beneath, or for the strong in constitution only, remove the mirth soaked bandages to reveal a putrid self-immolation cut deep into the side of English film in the hope that transplanting a pound of flesh across the pond might yield in return an extra investment dollar or two for more of the same regimen.

A diplomat’s gambit. A Blairite Bounty. A head boy’s ploy.

The afflicted writhe and sweat desperately for 2 hours as we look on with our sadistic desire to rubber-neck their suffering.

Bodies twist their macabre networking dance, voices deliriously gibbering in a series of public school stammers and sickening approbations in the hope of securing an appropriately shod foothold, even one rung higher on an illusory ladder of influence to escape this bedlam and congregate on some promised and sunny upper class outpatient veranda of association via marital inoculation, or at worst to undergo a course of co-habitation.

A diabolical union was thus transmuted from political origins recombinant with the dramatic to conceive a virulent chimera, this un-proposal to create thereafter a much deadlier and far more unholy special relationship. Cinematic and beyond…

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Four Weddings & a Funeral (1994) – Directed by Mike Newell.

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