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Love & Other Drugs

22 Feb

Love & Other Drug‘s poster is deceptive – it let me think that I was going to watch a light-hearted, typical RomCom. And that is what I got for the first 45 minutes before the comedy quietly slipped away to reveal the drama that I  knew had been lurking since Anne Hathaway made her entrance and Jake Gyllenhaal got to stare at her boobs.

Gyllenhaal is Jamie Randall, a through and through womaniser ne’er-do-well who has tremendous charm. Hence he gets to sleep with so many women. After losing his last job, he enters the world of pharmaceutical repping and begins at Pfizer when Zoloft is still their biggest selling (pre-1996).  While trying wangle his way into the hearts of the local doctors (most of whom won’t give him the time of day), Jamie meets Maggie Murdock and the pursuit begins. Maggie is no usual quarry, however, calling Jamie on all his BS and seemingly as much as a player as he is. The raunchy sex scenes are something that I, as typical RomCom fan, wasn’t really prepared for, but they themselves also provide some laughter (even if it was shocked!).

Anne Hathaway in the outstanding role of Maggie Murdock

And, as my boyfriend knows because I have trained him well in the art of the Romantic Comedy, the roller coaster begins. There are ups and downs in all RomComs, but this one has particular lows as Maggie suffers from early on-set Parkinson’s. This is a story that has been told before, but unlike Winona Ryder in  Autumn in New York and  Charlize Theron in Sweet November, Anne Hathaway’s character plays very little on her self-pity. Her performance in fact is superb. She uses her bright eyes and quick smile to her advantage not only when being a vixen while reeling Jake Gyllenhaal in, but also in her more vulnerable moments.

Jake Gyllenhaal’s Jamie is the ultimate smooth talking salesman and he provides (along with his character’s brother) most of the humour in the film. His break though is hilarious and anyone will chuckle about the drug he ends up making his name on (here’s a clue – it’s blue!). So while Love & Other Drugs is pretty funny, it also contains a lot of sadness in , particularly if you know or have known someone who suffered with Parkinson’s. The film does try to deal with living with the illness, but at the end of the day it is a Romantic Drama with excellent casting and it is the romance between two unlikely characters that lies at the heart of it.


Nando’s Comedy Festival

1 Sep

Disclaimer: This review has been written by a prude who is proud of her brain!

Trevor Noah

Americans are loud, brash people. A generalisation yes, but one that enforced itself at the opening of this year’s Nando’s comedy festival. I was amazed at how different American humour is to the rest of the world’s : aggressive, loud and focused on sex. That being said Trevor Noah (South African comic extraordinaire – duh!) and Dave Thornton (Australian) stole the show for me, by showing that a sharp wit and insight are far funnier than the F-word and sex.

Ian Bagg was the formidable American MC of the event (though I’m sure I heard some “oots” and “aboots”). He rushes off his lines like an auctioneer or a boxing commentator and is focused on the audience. He clearly was not impressed by South Africans as he kept saying, “oops, I’ve gone too far.” I thought comedians are meant to be quick, but he kept making the same mistakes – rape and paedophile jokes are just not funny in South Africa. His funniest moments were those when he wasn’t trying to be funny – not knowing what M-net was he asked people if they had “an M-Net”. Oh dear. Well done to the sponsors for letting their starts know about their company! He popped up between each act and in the end I could tell he just wanted to go home!

Next up was Bobby Lee who clearly suffers from small man syndrome. He is loud, obnoxious and focused on his small pecker.  His style of comedy is classic stand-up, running from joke set to joke set. He was funny about his typically Korean father, but otherwise, again with the sex and the F-word. Seriously? Are we not more intelligent than this? His funniest jokes were when he turned to self-deprecation, which I suppose is why I enjoy British humour so much more than American, as self-deprecation is at its core.

After Bobby Lee I could breathe a sigh of relief as our own wonder boy of comedy, Trevor Noah, bounded to the stage. What I love about Trevor Noah is that he is funny because he is observant, up-to-date, politically relevant and clean. He definitely plays on racial stereotypes, but South African audiences are so comfortable with this and he offends all racial groups equally. His accents are fantastic and really get to the essence of whichever race was being mocked at the time. I will definitely make an effort to see Trevor Noah again.

Mo Mandell, another American, was next and started out pretty well. His humour was mostly focused on being Jewish. When he made some sex jokes at least he picked up on the fact that “South Africans are racist but don’t have sex!” My problem with this statement is that it missed the point. Yes, South Africans laugh at racial and ethnic jokes (now mostly when they’re told by a person of said race/ethnicity) and yes, we are more conservative than many nations about sex, but why is that a problem? Aren’t comedians meant to adapt? If your whole act hinges on one aspect of life, you’re not going to appeal to the broader audience.

Dave ThorntonEnter Dave Thornton – Yay for the land down under (I know, I’m a South African and I’m cheering for an Aussie – shock!). Dave Thornton once again proved that wit and insight are king. His gentle manner of delivery and self-deprecating humour trumped any of the American acts. The odd sex joke and swear word came up, but coupled with his style of humour and mixed in a range of topic, these jokes actually were funny and not a bombardment.  

Orny Adams ended the show. At last, an American comedian with something else to talk about! Orny Adams certainly got himself worked up on stage, but his keen look at modern life, including obese children, texting and products made for real belly laughing. He certainly made the best one-liner of the night: “This generation is so fat, the next war will be fought over cooking oil!” Classic. His age was also key to his set and, though I’m still pretty young, these were some of his funniest cracks.

The comedy festival really did provide me with some good laughs, but it definitely showed me I need to appreciate our local comedians far more. It also proved how uncomfortable I am about sex in the public domain, which is something I freely admit. If you are more like my friends than me, you will surely roll with laughter. Just don’t take your little brother or mom.

Nando’s Comedy Festival: Baxter Theatre, Rondebosch, Main Arena. 31 August -19 September. 8pm Mondays-Saturdays, 6pm Sundays, special 10.30 pm shows on Friday & Saturday 17-18 September.R120-150. Tickets through Computicket or at the Baxter Theatre

House of Kink – bachelorette party!

22 Aug

Sex shops scare me. Especially when they are called things like “Kink”. But add a bar and suddenly it becomes far more comfortable! House of Kink mixes a classy sex shop upstairs, with a cocktail bar and kitchen downstairs. This blends together for their fitting bachelorette party venue.

One of the upstairs rooms was cleared of merchandise for the party (I was pretty glad about this; I don’t know if I could have lasted the night with those things staring at me!). A private bar in the corner was filled with whatever the bridesmaids chose to stock it with and anything else for the cash bar.

Then the food arrived and, wow, did it make an entrance! The delicious snacks made by the House of Kink kitchen were brought in by Bare Butt Butlers! I must say the snacks were tastier than the bare bums on display. These poor boys had to wear only bowties and very small aprons – now that takes guts in a room of pretty girls. The boys were clean and not at all sleazy, which was great because I was not at all interested in seeing greased up male strippers!

The food was great – platters of sushi, calamari, prawn, sesame chicken skewers and bruschetta with parma ham and tomato. Peanut, tartar, tzatziki, pesto – the sauces were brilliant. I loved every mouthful, but could only have wished for a little bit more on the platters.

With flowing wine, chilled background music, bare bums and good food, House of Kink made for an excellent venue and I’m sure the Bride (because she deserves a capital) loved the atmosphere and being surrounded by her girlfriends.

House of Kink is also open as a sex shop, restaurant  and cocktail bar from Monday to Saturday. I’m sure the more adventurous (or maybe I’m just a scaredy cat prude!) will enjoy venturing upstairs. And for the rest of you, Kink serves up a mean cosmopolitan and snack platter!

House of Kink: 3 Park Road, off Kloof Street, Gardens, 021 4240757. Bare Butt Butlers: www.barebuttbutlers.co.za