The Runaways (Floria Sigismondi, 2010)

The Runaways
As a teenager, I recall Joan Jett’s release of “I Love Rock and Roll” as a seemingly ever-present song one year, the band apparently having appeared out of nowhere and disappearing suddenly again. I have no recollection of any other songs by the band, and certainly no idea that Joan Jett had already had any kind of fame before her own band.

Only recently, following the release of this film and, latterly, the use of “Cherry Bomb” in The Guardians of the Galaxy, did I become aware even of the existence of Jett’s prior band, the Runaways. Having recorded this film and having enjoyed Kristen Stewart’s performance in Adventureland, I gave this one a whirl.

The film is based on Cherie Currie’s (here played by Dakota Fanning) book and Joan Jett (Kristen Stewart) is an associate producer, so the film concentrates almost entirely on these two characters. The rest of the band are, mostly, just background detail to the story of the friendship of Currie and Jett. Plus ca change; it seems like this was always the case. Jett was the ‘leader’ of the band, at least in this film’s telling of it, and Currie was the ‘face’, both the singer and the image, for the most part, to the chagrin and resentment of the rest of the band, Jett perhaps excepted.

As the film opens, Jett is starting to get serious about forming a band, though her attempt to take guitar lessons is thwarted by her teacher’s insistence on her learning ‘On Top of Old Smokie’, telling her that rock is for men, not girls. Currie is meanwhile emulating her hero David Bowie, in his Ziggy stage, and miming to his music for her school talent competition, coolly giving the finger to the unappreciative crowd. At a rock club, Jett recognises producer Kim Fowley (Michael Shannon) who, despite initially abusively and mockingly dismissing her, agrees to build a band around her. Together they start looking for a singer, and alight on Currie. Fowley’s idea is to take the most innocent looking girl he can, ‘jailbait’, and subvert this image with the most in-your-face raunch and aggression he can get away with.

Training them to be able to deal with aggression, it seems Fowley is himself abusing the girls more than anyone and you have to wonder if he was actually sociopathic (again, if the representation is a true one) but he does seem to get results and gets both a record deal and a tour, including to Japan. Around this time, punk arrives and the band incorporate the new aesthetic into their act. As their career takes off, the rock and roll lifestyle starts to take its toll on Currie’s and Jett’s health and friendship.

The film isn’t earth-shattering – it goes down a fairly predictable route, not too surprising given its true-life origins – but it was an interesting presentation of a bit of rock history of which I was previously unaware, and an insight into the particular problems women in rock faced, and probably still do.


Mud (Jeff Nichols, 2013)


Two boys, Ellis (Tye Sheridan) and “Neckbone” (Jacob Lofland) sneak off in a borrowed boat to an island on the Mississippi to look at a local marvel, a boat that has been stranded by floodwater into a tree. They plan to make this their own secret den, but are horrified to find that it is inhabited. Running back to their ‘borrowed’ boat, they meet the inhabitant of the suspended one, a mysterious stranger calling himself “Mud” (Matthew McConaughy), who makes a deal with them: they provide him with food and supplies, and he’ll leave them the boat when he meets up with a friend, as he shortly plans to do.

As Ellis’ friendship with Mud grows, his home life looks like it’s going to collapse, his parents about to separate and his mother to leave for the city, which means that they’ll lose the houseboat that is both his home and the source of his father’s living on the river. The circumstances of Mud’s life are shown also to be a little more complicated than Ellis and Neckbone first thought as Mud is on the run, both from the police and from some other hunters, and as the ‘friend’ he was waiting for turns out to be the love of his life, a girl called Juniper (Reese Witherspoon).

When Ellis and Neckbone see Juniper in a nearby supermarket, they are drawn in to being Mud’s intermediaries with her and come into danger from a menacing stranger. And Ellis starts to develop his ideas about love.

This is a beautiful looking film – even on the crappy airline screen on which I saw it – and it has a wonderful atmosphere. It seems to draw on a number of other books and films (Tom Sawyer/Huckleberry Finn, Stand by Me, The Go-between and even Robinson Crusoe all sprung to mind immediately) but it fashions a narrative and message all it’s own. It has that beautiful, to me, melancholy of some of the best ‘first love’ tales but I did feel that the end was a little bit of a cop-out, if not entirely taking the easy way.