Passengers Review

Warning: There’s spoilers.

Sometimes you see a film that makes you really think hard about what you just saw.
You think about the characters and their actions, what it means and eventually you question choices you’ve made in life.

Passengers is one of those films.

It is about the aftermath of the breakup of Powderfinger, as well as the tragic failure of their attempt to reunite.

Powderfinger existed from 1989 to 2010.
They released a few albums.
After Golden Rule, their last album, they decided to end their tenure.

Passengers begins with their final performance of “These Days”, which was also the final song that they performed.

From there, we get to see what they’ve been up to over since their wrapping up as a band. Whilst it’s important to the narrative, it’s nothing overly amazing.

Where things begin to pick up is when the band decide to meet up together in the same place at the same time. Initially they just talk about what they’ve been doing over a lunch. It goes rather pleasantly, although considering that they ended quite amicably, this is not unexpected.

This leads to another meeting, followed by more meetings. Eventually they decide to have a few jams just for a bit of fun. Whilst some of the members are more resistant to the idea than others, this inevitably leads to them deciding to reform Powderfinger.

They decide to keep it quiet until the last minute due to wanting to make sure that they’re on the top of their game, ready to come out and play the best that they can as they don’t want to seem like they’re phoning in the performance. Also, due to some of the members being a bit more apprehensive, they want to make sure that everyone is definitely on board with the idea.

From here, there’s a bit of the usual drama that can happen. Things get a bit tense. It’s nice to see that no one yells at each other and everyone’s quick to resolve any issues that are had.

Some things do start to change a bit from here.

Jon Coghill had gotten a little too deep into thought during the downtime and begins saying deep and meaningful things such as “what if we are not atoms moving among other atoms, but actually a pattern that appears to be moving as we’re actually a bunch of signals that cause atoms to change immediately to give the illusion that there is a solid person moving around?”, and “If the mind is the refuge of our thoughts, then what happens when the mind burns itself into our hearts?”.

Darren Middleton and Ian Haug spend a lot of time locked in a lengthy, pointless debate over the rules of Trouble, trying to define where ambiguity lies when there is none.

John Collins decides that he needs to string his bass with the strings in random positions, then tries strings of many different materials before finally giving up and switching to a chapman stick for a while. Eventually his thoughts turn to John Paul Jones.

Bernard Fanning tries to make gloves out of oranges. It’s not cute.

This all leads to some tension that eventually explodes into a massive argument. None of the members remain composed. There’s a lot of aggressive yelling. It’s pretty intense.

They argue like this for a solid seventeen minutes when they hear something explode in the rehearsal space. They aren’t sure what it is, but it’s not long before fire breaks out and gets out of their control.

They all get out sans Bernard. Powderfinger decide to run back in to try and save him, but are unable to locate where he is. Back outside, they can only look on in shock, howl in pain and shed tears of sorrow.

Eventually fire fighters get there and end the fire. They then work quickly to unearth Bernard and take him to hospital, seeing that he had not risen from the ashes.

At the hospital, the other members of Powderfinger are seen in one of the halls, sitting and waiting for some results. They apologise to each other, acknowledging that they behaved like idiots. There’s silence for a few minutes as the camera pans over the members sitting there, looking broken and distraught, yet calm. It’s at this point in the rockumentary that both the conscious members and the audience realise that they weren’t able to move beyond Powderfinger, despite their attempts as, due to how much they allowed it to permeate their lives, they needed it to give their lives meaning outside of the ordinary.

Without any words or music being uttered from when the silence began, the documentary fades to black.

That would have made for a decent movie.

Unfortunately none of that happened in Passengers.

Chris Pratt wakes up in space, talks to a robot, goes insane, almost suicides, wakes up Jennifer Lawrence, then they start dating, she finds out what he did, justifiably gets angry, then Lawrence Fishbourne wakes up, says “Daaaaamn”, dies, then Jennifer Lawrence and Chris Pratt save the day. Then there’s a garden on the space ship and there’s some chickens in the garden.

The film is shot well, but the dialogue and delivery of said dialogue is handled poorly. There’s moments when a character will suddenly start pausing awkwardly between some of the words that they’re delivering. Of note is Jennifer Lawrence’s orating (she plays a writer) at times. It’s really underdeveloped, somewhat-juvenile sounding dialogue.

Aside from Michael Sheen, the performances are mostly wooden, albeit passable. There’s little charisma and conviction from the actors comes off as low.

The soundtrack seems to be trying to dictate how you’re meant to feel during each scene.

If no-one is able to wake up on the ship, why are the lights, artificial atmosphere and artificial gravity left on for the entirety of the one hundred-and-twenty year journey?

Why is a bartender android in operation for the entirety of the journey?

Why is the pool ready to be used for the entirety of the journey?

It seems that the whole film was meant to be a romance in space and yet it seems to fall flat with that as there wasn’t enough work put into making sure that it was a believable situation. Almost everything’s ready to go on the ship, despite it not having a practical purpose for a long time.

Chris Pratt waking up Jennifer Lawrence is bad, but at least the film acknowldegs the action as being bad. He went somewhat crazy, then discovers her pod. Yes, he does stalk her. He struggles with the idea of waking her up for a while, then immediately regrets the decision to do so after he does wake her. It’s good that this is shown, but the problem is that the film seems to gloss over it slightly.

I don’t want to talk about the film anymore, but there’s something else that I feel needs to be mentioned.

After seeing the film, Ewe and I were discussing it for a while as we sat through the whole thing and were somewhat baffled at how sub-par we found it to be.

Ewe thought of something that would have made the film so much better.

During the climax of the film, Chris Pratt and Jennifer Lawrence need to vent the reactor, but the venting door needs to be opened manually. Chris Pratt decides to go outside the ship and open it so it can be vented. When outside he finds out that the opening lever will need to be held. He grabs another door to use as a heat shield and then holds the lever whilst Jennifer Lawrence vents the reactor. Chris Pratt then gets blasted off into space (his tether was broken beforehand). Almost getting caught in the engines, he uses the door he grabbed to change his trajectory. Then he discovers that there’s a rip in his space suit and begins losing consciousness. He says something about how he wishes Jennifer Lawrence and he had met under different circumstances and that he would’ve read her book. She then goes out of the ship to try and save him. She almost fails, but the end of Chris Pratt’s tether suddenly rises up and she grabs it, bringing him back and then reviving him.

What should’ve happened is that, during that whole sequence, instead of the FEEL THIS WAY NOW music that plays, have the song “Passenger” by Powderfinger playing instead of the soundtrack music, then Jennifer Lawrence failing to catch the end of Chris Pratt’s tether, leaving her to go back onto the ship without him, then eventually making the stupid garden herself. A lot of the lyrics of “Passenger” seem to fit quite well and it would’ve added weight and poignancy. Instead we get a happy(?) ending that adds to the bad taste left from watching this film.

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Tracks

Here’s a shot I took toward the end of last year whilst in Erskineville with a friend.

I like how there’s a few tracks that can be seen here, with a number of them coming from the same direction.

I like that the photo came out with a fair bit of detail.

I think it feels somewhat dry.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Anzac Bridge During a Cloudy Sunset

I’d been meaning to get a shot of Anzac Bridge during sunset for a few weeks.

Due to various factors, I decided to go and get a shot of it yesterday.

I saw clouds coming but I didn’t think they would affect the shot too much.

Unfortunately there wasn’t much of a sunset, but I’m happy with the result.

I think I did a good job of capturing the “Ambience” of the bridge at this time of the day.

I like that most of the lights aren’t overly bright, as well as the minor cloud trails.

This is my photo for The Daily Post‘s photo challenge this week.

I hope you enjoy.

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Some of Sydney’s Buildings

This is a photo that I took around the same time as these ones.

I like how all the buildings appear to be lined up, as well as none of the colours standing out too much over any of the others.

I think that there was a good amount of sunlight for this photo.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Beecroft Story

Until recently, I had forgotten that this had happened. I think that it’s worth telling, so here’s a story for you all:

At the end of 2006, I went to visit some of my family that lives in Melbourne.

I went by train and came back via the same method.

I came back overnight as… I can’t remember why. I probably thought that it would be a good idea.

Whilst I had two seats to myself for part of the trip, eventually someone who had booked the seat next to me came on, put the arm rest up, took over most of the space and fell asleep.

I did not get much sleep on that trip.

Eventually the train pulled into Sydney, after which I made my way home.

Once there, I tried to get some sleep. I found it very difficult and eventually gave up on the idea.

I had my work Christmas party to attend that evening. My plan was to meet someone after they finished working their shift for the day, head back to theirs for a bit, then both of us head to where the Christmas party was being held.

I waited outside of work for a while, then met my friend, then some events happened, then we were at the location of where we were meant to be.

It was on a boat that was going to go around the harbour for a number of hours. We hopped on. There was no escape.

It wasn’t too bad, but I think that after a while I was beginning to feel fatigue catching up with me.

I think. I could be wrong.

From what I can remember, it was a fun party. There was food. There was drinking. There was other stuff.

So anyway, eventually the torture ended and we were all allowed to get off the boat. It was late, so I headed home.

I hopped on the train to take me to Burwood (as I was living near there at the time).
I closed my eyes briefly whilst the train was somewhere around Ashfield or Croydon.
As soon as I opened them I saw that the train had stopped at Burwood so I ran off the train as quickly as I could.

I was not at Burwood.

I was at Beecroft Station.

It was dark and no one was around. I think I waited for a few minutes for another train, then found out that I had just gotten off the last train of the night for that line.

Seeing that this was the case, I wandered around the area just outside of the station for a little while, trying to find some way to get back to home. I remember feeling like I was going to be stuck there for a while.

There was a bakery that had people getting their goods ready so I asked them for help. They pointed me in the direction of the main road. I headed up there and managed to catch a night ride bus.

That’s roughly the order in which things happened. I was in Beecroft for at least an hour.

Anyway, despite the trip via public transport usually taking much longer, it got me close to home in about twenty minutes.

It was an experience.

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Yet Another Self-Portrait

This picture was taken whilst I was making a silly video.

I processed it with the view of trying to get something more emotive-looking as I thought the photo was overly serious and could be made more ridiculous.

I think that’s the case. I’m not sure. I think I was also just practising processing with the photo.

Anyway, I think that the result has given this photo a decent blend of detail, light and shade.

I like how some things in the photo are a little less defined than they should be.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s Monochrome Madness for this week.

If you enjoy photography, you should check it out (as well as Leanne’s other work) and consider participating.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Trees and Stars

Yet another photo that I took when attempting astral photography.

I like how the stars are a bit blurred from moving in the sky, as well as how it looks to be somewhat lit up.

I also like the lighting on the trees and how they look very much like they’re in front of the stars.

I hope you enjoy.


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Slight Illumination

A photo that I took when I was on my way to Jubilee Park to attempt Astral Photography.

I like that this feels like a quiet photo.
There’s just enough light to provide enough detail to give a solid idea of how everything looks and enough dark to frame the scene.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 168: Heat Whinge

So I was going to write about something that happened last week. However, as my room likes the heat more than any other room of my house and I’m currently in the process of sweating so much that I’ll be able to float around in it soon enough, instead today what I’m going to provide is another five-hundred word challenge that involves the discussion of heat.

Today is a hot day.

Actually it isn’t, but my room is currently quite hot.

Sometimes I like and enjoy the heat, but right now I do not, for I feel rather drained and out of energy and it’s leaving me feeling rather bored, as there’s stuff that I want to do but I do not have the energy to dedicate to doing them.

I didn’t get enough sleep either, which doesn’t help.

Essentially… WHIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGIIIIIIIIING!

Oh accursed heat, why do you befall upon my grievances and rain down burning pain and suffrage until I break for I am merely a man.

Nothing more and nothing less.

Oh why, oh why must I suffer this unbearable damnation that I have no easy way to escape, thus leaving me to only curse the heavens forever more and a day until there is a respite that I can take advantage of and escape this torturous prison that I am trapped in?

Well, it’s not that bad.

Not as bad as it will supposedly be tomorrow.

I hope that it’s not bad tomorrow.

However, right now it feels bad and I’m a bit over self-showering right now, as whilst I like that I can pretty much go to work wet, I don’t want to be in a position of going to work wet. I’d rather be able to go dry and not have to worry about how the temperature is doing its best to try and cram as much of itself into my bedroom and let me feel it as much as possible as it makes me grouchy and all I want to do now is whinge until I can go somewhere else that isn’t as hot.

As much as I like the idea of going to another room in the house, it doesn’t solve the problem as I still need to get stuff done in my bedroom.

All I can hope for is that there is a sudden shift in temperature that will decrease how it feels in my room,thus allowing me to feel a little more energetic, thus allowing me to power through whatever it is that I was going to do (the most exciting thing in the world; cleaning).

However, hoping won’t change what will and will not be and the best thing that I can do for myself right now is deal with the heat and keep on going as I don’t live in the future and hoping for something to happen won’t change what is happening right now.

Still won’t stop me from whinging about the situation I’m in at the moment though.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:10:51

Well, back to sweating for me.

Written at home.

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The Best Picture I’ve Ever Taken

Here’s a picture of a dog that I took whilst in Enmore Park one afternoon last year.

I was trying to get a picture of the dog before it ran off and the result is what you see.

I decided to put it the right way up to see how it looked. I think I prefer it upside-down.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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