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Always game for a film

One of my favourite perks about being a freelancer are the flexible hours. As Vivienne in Pretty Woman says (in a completely unrelated context!) - I say who, I say when. The flexibility of 'when' allows me to indulge my love for movies at any time of the day. When I step over the threshold and into the dark cinema hall, the real world melts away and for a few hours I inhabit a new world, where anything can happen...and will.

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The first watch of 2018 is 'All The Money in The World'. It initially starred Kevin Spacey but allegations of sexual abuse against him prompted director Ridley Scott to cut him out of the movie and reshoot it with Christopher Plummer. The movie is based on the true life incident of the kidnapping of Jean Paul Getty III, the grandson of American business tycoon Jean Paul Getty. Named the world's richest private citizen in the 1966 edition of the Guinness Book of World Records, he was also renowned for his extreme frugal nature. From installing a pay phone in his house for the use of visitors to chastising his wife for "spending freely" on the treatment of their son blinded by a brain tumour, he wears his stinginess on his sleeve.


The movie's narrative starts at the kidnapping of the boy and then weaves through the months that his mother spends negotiating with kidnappers and pleading with Getty Sr for the ransom money to free her son. The storyline also flashes back to establish the stingy character of Getty Sr and his relationship with his son and his son's family.

The movie has some brilliant moments. A particularly uncomfortable one is the scene where Getty Sr enters a room with a large briefcase in hand. Hope blossoms for a moment, maybe this is the moment when the grandfather emerges out of the shrewd businessman. But it is not to be. He is there to invest a few millions in a rare painting.

The movie stays true to the real life character of Jean Paul Getty. It does not attempt to soften him or make excuses for his actions. It presents the man as unabashedly heartless as he was known to be and you hate him and fear him, more so than the kidnappers who chop off the boy's ear. But, you also despise him in the knowledge that he existed, for real.
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