Say what you will about the state of mainstream cinema – an overkill of Superheroes, petticoats and bonnets or paranormal activities and crude ‘buddy’ comedies – if you’re tired of all that then you’re not looking even close to hard enough, because my dear reader there is so much choice, perhaps too much. I am of the belief that Independent cinema often sets the foundations for future box office trends. Gone Girl being the most recent box office contribution of a somewhat revenge thriller with more twists and turns,
than something twisty and turny involves inherently flawed main characters, not like in real life, darker.
It’s a trend that’s been more popular with TV drama’s over the past few years, but the big screen will never admit to taking its cues from the small screen, oh no. So Indie films are bridging the gap and Fourever written, directed and starring Anton Saunders (of Luther and Palme d’Or winning film The Most Beautiful Man in the World) is most definitely worthy of such accolade.
Johnny, an enigmatic, seemingly harmless man is having a class reunion party. Everyone’s been invited for a night of booze, food, music… and a little recreational drug taking. Only wait, what’s this, three people turn up? Everyone isn’t actually coming? In fact it’s more of an intimate gathering andJohnny’s planning all sorts of surprises for his old foursome gang. We’re introduced to familiar archetypes – The jock-ish playboy , the beautiful dream girl and the more attainable best friend, and then there’sJohnny, loyal but mistaken as a bit of a pushover. They all used to be close, but perhaps time and usual growing pains has caused them to lose touch over the years – only something doesn’t sit right. It’s awkward, uncomfortable and a little strained. Old wounds are forced open and unresolved relationships are revisited, under one swanky roof.
In what I can only describe as a revenge thriller with psychological connotations Fourever is a tense story of toxic friendships beyond repair, and a man who’d do anything for the people he loves.
Anton Saunders and producer Philippa Cooper’s collaboration presents a clever technique by drawing the audience into a story that’s already in motion and an immediate sense of impending trouble. The dialogue is effortlessly naturalistic – a technique achieved, Saunders told to me, “by getting the actors to learn their lines and on the day of filming asking them to forget them. By then it was so ingrained” resulting were a more organic delivery.
Everyone has the tools to point, shoot and produce a film, be it for the digital medium or on the big screen, we are simply spoilt for what’s out there, but admittedly not all of it is good.
Fourever is a prime example of independent cinema done good. It ticks all the conventional boxes: done on a micro-budget (tick), shot in a month or under (tick), everyone and anyone has had a hand in bringing it together ( Saunders had established and up-and-coming talent involved in the process of making this film, tick tick tick!) – it’s not the glossiest but it’s still a well produced, expertly acted film – Saunders and Cooper who both feature as two quarters of the doomed foursome know are consistently engaging whilst Christopher Sciueref and Karina Diglyte bring some lighter relief to a tense story and are perfectly casted as the laid-back playboy and carefree beauty. Also the soundtrack is bloody fantastic.
The film was so popular over the two intended days it was scheduled and shown, that the festival had to add a third screening! Sunday 5th – head to the website to find out more to book tickets.
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