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Classic Film Review: Four Weddings and a Funeral [1994]

That a low budget comedy revolving around the social calendar of the British upper classes could become the highest-grossing British film of its time… was apparently a huge surprise. At the time. That it would no longer be a surprise is largely down to this film. Four Weddings and a Funeral is an affectionate and fresh film, boasting a boatload of homegrown talent, including Simon Callow and the emerging Hugh Grant. The characters may be posh but the film is built on universal themes: love, friendship, looking like an idiot in front of someone you fancy.

Whilst the Hugh Grant staring British rom-com, in which a stuttering suitor manages to balls things up and yet come out on top, became a money-spinning cliché, this first incarnation is a genuine delight. And no actor can better show how to make a woman swoon without being overly-masculine (which doesn’t work in real life anyway).

This sly comedy revolves around people living their lives in public, attending weddings- the film doesn’t supply the everyday lives of the characters. Even in the case of our main man, the shy, perennial best man Charles, we never find out what he actually does for a living. Which makes sense in a British film, I suppose! Good form.
This extended group of friends, who probably met at school or university or Waitrose or just married people who somehow know the others maybe… who knows. They all know each other basically.

Occasionally someone new walks into their lives, like Carrie, the supposedly sparkling American girl who is a guest at the first wedding, turns up again at the second and is scheduled to be married at the third. Spoiler.

Andie MacDowell plays Carrie in a way that is probably meant to come across as being a woman who is not quite as confident as she seems… but instead the part seems rather hollow. She is smart and beautiful but falling for Charles whilst engaged to marry Hamish- a man so thick and overbearing that loving him makes very little sense. She does all of the aggressing because obviously Charles will never come out and say what he really feels!

Most people hate her performance, I don’t particularly care for it but it certainly doesn’t ruin the film for me. There are a huge number of interesting guests at the various weddings… she just happens to be the least interesting! Much like being at a real life wedding we’re introduced to various members of the crowd in a rather haphazard way. We see them across the room, learn their names, forget their names and then meet them again at another wedding… where we embarrassingly can’t remember their name. Or who they’re with.

Sweet, jolly Gareth eats too much, drinks too much and has a vest that is too tight but we love him. Eventually we realise he’s gay but as in all personal matters, the film is subtle enough not to scream it out, just to let us read the social cues- much as at a real wedding. The film’s community eventually envelops us and subtly shows how a gay character can become a focus for what is best among the other characters, who are mostly straight. Gareth is the centre of good feeling and creates a sense of family. By the end of the film you’ll be reacting to the weddings and funeral as if you knew them all.

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Disabled Style & Fashion

Nine years ago I was part of a BBCThree show called Britain’s Missing Top Model: a not-that-slight rip off of the modelling challenge America’s Next Top Model but with disabled women as the supposed ‘missing’ ingredient. There were eight of us with disabilities ranging from paraplegia, deafness, limb amputation and… my ‘neurological disorder mixed with connective tissue disorder and various annoying symptoms’- which they found wasn’t quite so snappy for trailers!

We competed against each other in a weekly mini challenge, where we were meant to learn something new, and a photoshoot where we were meant to put our new knowledge to use. For a show ostensibly about fashion and style it ended up being more about disability politics: who was more disabled and thus more excluded from the world of fashion?

After the show many viewers I met mentioned being astonished that disabled people were interested in fashion at all! Even random middle aged men who came upon me in WHSmith and despite claiming it was only their wives and daughters who had watched the show still knew the details of every episode. “But the fashion world is so looks based, why would you want to be part of that?” people asked.

“Disabled people can’t be stylish,” one girl said, “they shouldn’t try.”

To me, fashion and style are very personal things and don’t need to be dictated by others!

When I was a teenager in a wheelchair struggling with my new life in and out of hospital fashion helped me to claim my identity beyond being just ‘that disabled girl’. I’d always had a slightly eccentric style, preferring vintage dresses and old fashioned hairstyles over low-slung jeans and ironed flat hair (hello early naughties muffin tops, how we have not missed you) but being ill crystallised it. In hospital I’d curl my hair and put lipstick on because it made me feel more of a person and less of a subject. When I paralysed my arms I talked other people into doing it for me and when I was in my wheelchair I found a great way to tuck my big skirts and petticoats under my bum so they’d still look full but wouldn’t catch on the wheels.

Having an episodic condition I’ve learnt over the years that adaptability is key.

I have certain clothes that are perfect for when my arms don’t work or when I have to wear a sling or use my crutches and I know the perfect nail varnish to complement my wrist splints- although getting my wife to apply it just to my nails is still a bit of a challenge! All of these clothes are, in my mind, very stylish. No matter how much I’m hurting, being happy with my outside makes me joyful on the inside- whatever has gone wrong with it this time!

Fashion comes and goes but style stays the same. The important thing is to wear whatever the hell you think looks best and sod everyone else. There are no shouldn’ts and can’ts when it comes to your own personal style. When I post an Outfit Of The Day on Instagram I never try to hide my hearing aids or my scoliosis (although most people don’t realise and think I’m just leaning sideways on purpose!) and if I have to use crutches that day they’ll make a graceful cameo appearance!

In this column I’m going to be sharing some tips, tricks and reviews of great brands that show being disabled doesn’t mean fashion is cut off from you- even if everything the NHS gives out happens to be beige… tip number 1: Don’t wear beige.

This article originally appeared in Liability Magazine, the only magazine for disabled women written by disabled women. Follow them on Twitter, Facebook and now YouTube!

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Classical Film Review: Gone With The Wind [1939]

Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell’s Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, is one of the bestselling books of all time, with at least 28 million copies having been published in nearly every language. Its immortality was however secured by David O. Selznick’s 1939 film adaptation- winner of 11 Academy Awards, including the first for a black actor, Hattie McDaniel… although her character isn’t exactly… progressive.

It is an epic, almost operatic, saga set throughout the civil war and tells the tale of kittenish Southern belle Scarlett O’Hara, a girl so pampered that even to put her face in the sun is considered too tiring. She is in love with the self-consciously chivalrous gentleman Ashley Wilkes and near destroys the lives of those around her for his love when really she is more in love with the idea of being in love with him. And even that is with the ideal version of him.

Theirs is a relationship born of hate but really rooted in love. No matter how much they argue and throw things, they will never be able to escape from being each other’s perfect match.

MGM took a risk in casting Vivien Leigh as Scarlett- this was one of the most talked about and coveted roles in Hollywood to date and they chose an English nobody with the wrong colour eyes?! Handily changed in post-production.

The risk paid off however; the to-be-honest, slightly tepid tale of thwarted love amid the ashes of the old South leaps from the page to become one of the greatest love stories of all time because Leigh’s lively brilliance makes Scarlett believable!

Clark Gable unforgettably incarnates Rhett, but this film would be nothing without Scarlett.

Which is in no way saying that it is perfect: it’s disturbingly lenient to the Confederacy and does a sterling line in “happy slaves”. This film was released into cinemas at a time when there were still people living who had memories of the American slave trade and plantations. It is very recent history. Yet, grotesquely, the black characters are shown as being clearly better off under slavery and the war does nothing to help them.

Let’s also not forget the film’s insistence that a gentleman may feel free to assert his conjugal rights.

However, whether you are watching on a cinema screen, television screen or indeed, your laptop, the huge exteriors and skylines ablaze have a dreamlike, expressionist quality that radiates. Gone With The Wind was one of the first films to be made in splendid, expensive Technicolor. Granted, at times, even those beautiful skylines can seem a little formulaic but… not only is the film fabulous for it’s modern heroine and refusal to give a neat conclusion, it also does not shy away from amassing as many clichés as it possibly can. After all, you’ll like at least one of them, right?