Showing posts with label Lady Gaga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lady Gaga. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Film: "A Star Is Born" (2018)

On a flight to Canada with my mother I watched this film, which is the one about Jack, an ageing alcoholic cock-rocker, played by Bradley Cooper (who also directs), who meets, discovers and falls in love with up-and-coming pop singer Ally, played by Lady Gaga. The film is a loose remake of two previous films and the plot is broadly formulaic (her trajectory is upward while his leads down into the bottom of a whisky glass, with tragedy ensuing) yet I nevertheless found it quite affecting and my hard heart was melted by the sad ending (curiously a slightly different sad ending to the one I expected, which may or may not be one similar to the Judy Garland and Barbra Streisand previous versions).

One thing I found mildly amusing was that Jack meets Ally when she is performing in a bar most of whose performers are transvestites. To me this seemed like an ironic nod to how Lady Gaga was once dogged by strange rumours that she was secretly a man (or a transsexual, or a something (you know how it is with rumours)). I was also struck by how this was a film without villains. Ally acquires a manager who is set up to some extent in opposition to Jack, but while he is a bit smooth, to me he does not come across as a bad person or as someone exploiting Ally; when he vetoes a joint tour between Ally and an increasingly erratic Jack, he is clearly doing so to protect his client. That said, his actions do precipitate the final tragedy, but the real villain here is alcoholism and Jack’s inability to moderate his drinking.

To some extent Jack and Ally are presented as inhabiting briefly overlapping musical words, his one of blues-bore country rock and hers a more pop sound. Somewhat surprisingly I did find myself thinking that Jack’s music sounded a lot more appealing than the pop stuff (though I suppose the film’s director is going to give himself the good tunes). I may have to start investing in records by Stevie Ray Vaughan and similar.

Finally readers will be pleased to hear that this film features Sam Elliot (the cowboy from The Big Lebowski). He basically plays the same part as he does in The Big Lebowski.
image source (Guardian: A Star Is Born soundtrack review – instant classics full of Gaga's emotional might)

Monday, March 14, 2011

Lady Gaga "The Fame / The Fame Monster"

Yes, I know, I somewhat reviewed this a while ago. What I have to say about it now is this – a lot of the songs are individually great ('Poker Face', 'Alejandro', 'Telephone', 'Bad Romance', etc.) but the album as a whole is essentially unlistenable. Too relentless!

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Monday, January 10, 2011

Lady Gaga "The Fame Monster & The Fame"

Why look, it's another record picked up just before the a Frank's APA deadline, meaning that I am giving only initial impressions now and maybe will give some more considered thoughts on it in the future. Anyway, unless you have been living under a stone, you are probably aware of Lady Gaga, the saucy art pop sensation. The Fame is her first (and only album), while The Fame Monster is an extra disc tacked onto it in a new version. The combo has finally dropped to a price sufficiently low for Gaga curious people like me to take a punt on it. So take a punt I have.

Initial impressions on this are a bit mixed. The music is all a bit full-on – heavy production, heavily treated voices, etc. It is maybe not the kind of record to listen to in your living room while sipping a nice glass of sherry, but it probably sounds great blasting out of a nightclub sound-system. It is also so robotic and metronomic that I could imagine it being great music for Nazi stormtroopers to march along to, or for people to exercise to in gyms. And it might be good for me to listen to on headphones while walking to work in the morning.

Still, I am open to the proposition that the music is the weak link in Lady Gaga's drive for world cultural hegemony, for all that some of these tunes drill their way into the brain and remain there forever.

What do you think?

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