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Voice Over

Voice Over
Film Format: 
Monger, Chris
Ian McNiece
Bish Nethercote
Film Reviews: 

"What I do know, now having written literally dozens of screenplays, is that stories have a strange organic life of their own. It is often only later that you find out what you were truly writing about. More problematic, what the filmmakers 'make' and what the audience sees can be very, very different. To attempt to say what I think Voice Over is about at this distance would be at best a lie, and at worst, an apology. What I can say is that what it really represents for me is me becoming a filmmaker.[Chris Monger]

Film Reviews: 

When shown at the Edinburgh Festival, this caused a minor furore over its supposed misogyny; and indeed its story of radio personality Fats Bannerman (McNeice), writer and presenter of a bland romantic costume serial, far outdoes John Fowles' The Collector as an instance of ultimate male possessiveness of the female object. When Fats is accused in an interview of escapism, the programme begins to darken; and when he comes across and takes in a catatonic rape victim (Nethercote), it gets farther and farther out (Gothic vampires, improvised sax doodlings), as does his mental state, finally erupting in (predictably phallic) violence. Accompanying Fats' decline is some increasingly obvious visual and aural symbolism: attempts to strangle himself with his own tape recordings, regression to a childhood stammer. Sick and disturbing.[Time Out]

Film Reviews: 

Voice Over is a relentless, bleakly humourous and thoroughly disturbing portrait of a nation that's staring into the abyss of Thatcherite Britain and has completely lost any sense of its own identity, just as hero Fat's Bannerman's identity gradually unravels into psychosis. It bears a superficial resemblance to Bob Rafellson's maudit classic of the 70s-The King of Marvin Gardens-in which Jack Nicholson's withdrawn, diffident radio dj re-invents himself on the airwaves as a bold, imagintive storytelling genius. In this case, Ian McNiece in an equally bravura performance becomes a purveyor of genteel Faux Jane Austen Regency sagas. Unbeknownst to him, his sizable audience is made up of knowing, possibly stoned hysterically amused adolescents.Most of the film is enveloped in the inky night or claustrophobic interiors.

Date Arrival: 
11 December 2011

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