Performed by Inspector Sands and Stamping Ground Theatre.
Arena again.
Weird or what! Set in a restaurant two people are having a very strange date. He is an academic, who every now and then races to the other side of the stage, while the acting behind stops and goes into lecture mode. She is a slightly manic events manager, with a thing for bananas. But for me the waiter made it, not one word passed her lips, but she conveyed everything with her facial and body language.
Fallen Angels
Last night we went to the Arena, (Wolverhampton) to see Fallen Angels. Set in a field hospital, two people fight for their life, one will live and one will die.
I found this very confusing I will admit, the start of the play is a film reel showing clips of two female kung foo type fighters, a prehistoric cave man and dinosaur, and a French woman call Emanuel. (All parts played by the 4 actors in the play), the footage then moved on to a man in a red shirt getting into a car then 4 medics getting into a jeep and going off. The film stops and the actors appear on stage. A bomb goes off and they are left alone and in search of the war, so they travel through the desert. At the end of the play the one remaining man meets with the kung foo fights and defeats the black queen, kills the dinosaur and falls in love with the French woman because he has her dead husbands’ eyes.
So if anyone out their saw this, or knows someone in it, can you please explain it to me. I know the travelling was the operation, but who were the other people supposed to be?
The tempo of this play is fast and switches between live action and the film reel, very cleverly and well done.
All that said I did really enjoy this production.
Vacant Possession
Gaz lives with his mom, mom as a new man, Gaz has to move out. In a local paper shop he hears about a house for sale, this house belongs to Joe Sweeting who lives alone, his only company a blow up doll, ‘but she is a lady.’
Joe happily sells his house to Gary, but then asks Gary to help him end his life. What follows is a wonderful, funny story of two people trying to do the best with what they have, and against all odds becoming friends.
This is a go see play if it ever comes to your area.
Haydn’s – The Creation
Last night my husband, son and I went to Symphony Hall Birmingham to see/listen to Haydn’s The Creation I had never listen to any Haydn before so wasn’t sure if I would enjoy it. It was in my opinion 109’ of pure delight. Set in three parts, part one contains four scenes that cover the creation of heaven and earth, the firmament, water, night and day and plant life. In part two, two scenes, God brings forth creatures and man. Part three, three sense, covers the last part of the story, the forbidden fruit bit. Each new day is announced by an archangel, the songs are taken form verses of the first book of Genesis. Then parts of the text of Paradise Lost by Milton are used to fill the story out a bit in the way of an aria, (not a good way to put it I know and I dare say number 1 son will have comments to pass about it). The chorus and orchestra bring the day to a close with texts from the psalms.
While both my son and myself enjoyed it, my husband said it wasn’t as good as Carmen!
You can’t please everyone.
We did however have a bit of a laught at the expense of other patrons. The seats are numbered on the side of the chair arms. You would not believe how hard some people found this to work out, and there they were all bobbing up and down and running up and down the rows of seats.
Star Struck
Saturday, April 22nd, 2006
We spent last night at Stourbridge town hall. We went to see Star Struck performed by David Benson. What can I say? Another great performance, (this is the second time I have seen him, the first being at Wolverhampton when he did Conspiracy Cabaret. I didn’t have a web site then so couldn’t write about it, but number 1 son did so you could look it up on that site). Back to the show, the first half of the show David, (first name terms now having seen him twice), introduced us to his hero’s, people he had grown up admiring and wanting to be. The great Frank Sinatra, Judy Garland, Groucho Marks, and so on. Then asked who we would like to be, I did so want to shout out Miss Piggy, I would love to be Miss Piggy, confident, knowing what she wants and getting it, and what a wardrobe. But I am not confident Miss Piggy so I kept my mouth shut, maybe next time. He told a very nice story about when he was a young boy and went to a signing of Eric Morecambe’s new book, not being able to afford the new book Eric had just released, he brought a cheaper scrapbook Morecambe and Wise book and stood in line. When he got to Eric he explained that he couldn’t afford the new book, Eric said it was ok and signed his book. When David got outside and read the message, it said “to David, save up, Eric.” Nice story. I must just add that David wore a very nice blue sparkly top for this half.
The second half of the show David meets the man he most wants to be Quentin Crisp, who tells him to be himself but takes him on a magical journey to a party hosted by Noel Coward to meet all his hero’s. While there he does a song taking the park of Frankie Howard (my favourite) and Kenneth Williams. I must say David is a very good impressionist in fact a good all-round entertainer.
I really enjoyed the evening, but as with the Arena, I didn’t feel the applauses were loud enough for all the hard work in put in, I only wish I could whistle, because I would have done. Check out his site David and get some tickets you’ll love it.
Train Spotting
Number 1 son took me out on Tuesday, we went into town. First of all we had a look around an exhibition of animal photos sponsored by the WWF, there were some lovely penguins and a very cute Polar bear. Yes I know not so cute when you are close up. Then on to a pub for a quick drink, then onto the Rep. to see Train spotting it was the tenth anniversary of the show or it could have been the book, I am not sure. Anyway I just loved the book and the film, and the play was absolutely fantastic. Very powerful and funny at the same time. I would give you dates, names etc but I don’t know where number 1 son put the program so you will have to visited his site for more on that. All I can say is it was bloody brilliant. There was a bit of excitement in the interval, all the main lights went out, leaving only the emergency lights on. The music stayed on, so we are not sure if it was meant to happen or not. By the look on the attendant’s faces I am guessing not.
Carmina Burana
Based on the music of Carl Orff
performed by ‘La cuadra de Sevilla.
Although the music and choir were recorded, the dancing was exciting and near enough non stop, this was a wonderful night’s entertainment. Here we go then
Curtain up
veris Leta Facies
Music and choir invite you to wait for spring /birds/girls/flowers
Scene 1
O’Fortuna everyone knows this bit of music
The wheel of fortune turns and offers maidens, the rhythms suggest an imaginary woman Carmina Burana.
Martinete – song
Carmina arrives in a long dress escorted by two guards and they dance.
Farruca dance.
The wheel of fortune was set at the back of the stage, dancers came on one at a time and attached themselves to the wheel with straps which then turned slowly around until all four dancers where on. The wheel continued to go around while they made there bodies into different shapes. The three main dancers were at the front of the stage doing their dance. (The male dancers had nice tight bums, sorry but they had)
Scene 2
The Virgin and the moon
Fortune plango vulnera
Music and choir, the virgin comes down from the sky.
Tangos of Malago song
In this short scene the statue of the Virgin Mary is lowered from the ceiling. A song about her coming from the sky is song.
Scene 3
The Jolly little monks
Ecce Gratum
Music and choir the monks arrive and enjoy the spring, they take the Virgins half moons and try to catch the dancing maidens. The maidens offer flowers to the virgin and take away the half moons in little pieces. The monks are left behind and the virgin cries.
Pretty much as I have written.
Scene 4
Up to Heaven with Her
Fortune Plango vulnera
Music and choir. Soft music laments the Virgin’s tears brought on by Fortune. The tears proclaim that people must enjoy the present.
Scene 5
The Sorrow Of The dance
Taranto
Dance and song
In scene 4 the virgin is still on stage, in scene 5 she slowly goes back up as the song about pain, and fears that without the moon we will never know love again is song
Scene 6
Goring By The Bull
In Taberna Quando Sumus
Music and choir the monks get drunk and have a hallucination of bull fight.
Monks are sitting and drinking and the two male dancers begin to dance. On each side of the stage there are two mechanical bulls. The men attach themselves to these and dance as if being gored. They then lie back in as if dead and the head of the bull extends out over the orchestra pit with the dancer just daggling of the end.
Scene 7
Lyrical Sorrow
In trutina
Music and soprano a song about how hard it is to choose between love and chastity
as above
Scene 8
Horses, Monks and Women
Tanz
Music and choir spring is love and horses and women dance together.
and they do, on stage come two of the famous Andalusia stallions, (dancing horses) they were beautiful. They dance around the stage with the women
Scene 9
The Naked Truth
Rele
Music and choir the dance costumes represent the difference between the reality of Andalusia and folklore, so the monks rip them off.
the two female dancers are on stage, the monks come up behind them and rip off the dresses, leaving the dancers in long slips.
Scene 10
The Allegory
were Diu werit Alle Min
Music and choir a cross decends and a song (which refers to the catholic duality of Christ and the Virgin Mary) is song. A crucified woman is the symbol for this tradition in southern Europe and this scene portrays this.
the cross comes down from the ceiling and is lay on the floor, much dancing and singing goes on around and on the cross. Then the woman lies down on the cross
Scene 11
Lyrical Martyrdom
Dulcissime
Music and soprano the soprano sings while the cross is raised.
the woman stands on a little platform and drapes her arms over the cross as it is raised, they don’t nail her on before you ask. The cross is raised and then after a couple of minutes is lowered again, the horses are then brought back in with other people to morn her. The horses cry red rose pedals on her, its so sweet.
Scene 12
Solitude
Ave Formosissima
Music and choir the dancers and monks exit taking the woman with them
speaks for it self
Scene 13
carmina Burana Comes Again
O’Fortuna
Music and choir back to the beginning with the dancers on the wheel and the three dancers dancing.
Scene 14
Curtain Down
Fortune Plango Vulnera
Music and choir the voices repeat in the wheel of fortune a man rises and another falls.
CBSO Sci-Fi
Last night saw us, (hubby, no.1 son and little old me), in Birmingham. First at the Weatherspoons for tea then on to Symphony Hall. CBSO doing Sci-Fi. When we arrived, there was a jazz band playing and it was free, so we sat and listen to the end of their mini concert, an added bonus as you might say. Then to the main event. The conductor Carl Davis was a bit of a charter, I quite liked him. He talked about most of the pieces before playing them, but nothing highbrow. His dress caused a bit of a giggle, first half he wore a long blue shiny coat, after the interval he appeared in a black coat with twinkley stars and plants on the back and for the encore, (two of); he had a cream jacket with black swirls. Anyway down to the good bit. They opened with, (one of my favourites) Strauss: Also sparch Zarathustra, (you know it, 2001 a space Odyssey). This was followed by Sibelius: At the Castle Gate.
Holst: Mars, (from The Planets another piece of music I love).
Bliss: Things to come The March
Williams: Harry’s Wondrous World, (from Harry Potter)
Goldsmith: E. T. flying theme
Elfman: Batman Suite.
Then the interval. The second part started with Williams: Superman
Gray: Thunderbirds March, (for which we had to shout the 5 4 3 2 1 thunderbirds are go)
Williams: Jurassic Park
Grainer: Doctor Who theme. This had been re-written for an orchestra and was very good.
Shore: The Fellowship of the ring
Goodall: Red Dwarf and finally Williams: star Wars the Room and Finale. Then two encores of Ghostbusters, and yes we did have to shout Ghostbusters when he asked.
I loved it.
Book Festival
It was book festival week in Birmingham last week, yes it was. So Friday night we went into town to see Julie Walters talk about her new book, the name of which escapes me at the moment, but may possible come back to me soon. If not I am sure number 1 son will add a comment telling me I am getting old if I have forgotten that all ready and then go on to tell you what the book is called. Anyway back to the plot, well not plot exactly, story, possible, am I rambling?
It didn’t start to well the mikes where not on, a few shouts from the audience put that right. Then a complaint from people in the front row who couldn’t see, so the lectern had to be moved, (they sat there ,silly buggers, they came in just after us, when there were loads of seats empty, but they just had to be on the front row didn’t they), Sorry I find myself in a very strange mood today.
Julie is a very funny lady, but although I enjoyed the evening, I found it lacking in something, not sure what, just something.
The questions that were asked by the audience at the end were the type that you couldn’t really give an answer to. Like the one form a teacher of a year six class, ‘How can I get my pupils interested in writing’? Answer; find something they are interested in. Durr. I would have thought that was obvious, and another one was ‘what was the punch line to some sketch or the other’ I think he just want to get her to say ‘bastard’, which she did.
Haunted Stage
Last night saw us in Stourbridge to see David Benson’s. Haunted stage. This turned out to be yet another night of fun and laughter, and I will admit he made me jump a few times.
He did a spoof spiritualist service undertaken by a camp psychic, which was very funny. Told ghost stories and tales from his childhood about his grandfather, who had a good line in bedtime ghost stories. He also talked about that feeling we all get when you wake at 3 in the morning and realize that one day you are going to die and there’s nothing you do about it!
Out came the oldies as well, the person you think you’ve hit with your car that’s not there when you look. That fantastic story ‘The whistle’ which I remember seeing as an old black and white film. It frighten the life out of me then and David managed to make by skin crawl when he retold it, and one I hadn’t heard about caterpillars which was on the creepy side
All in all yet another grate performance by David, the more I see this man the more I love him.
If you get the chance to see any of his shows give it a go.
And yes I do believe in ghosts, I have seen them.
To Kill a Mockingbird
Off we went last night to see To Kill A Mockingbird. at the Rep
To kill a mockingbird is a brilliant novel by Harper Lee about bigotry and prejudice in a small town. I read it at school and remember seeing the old black and white film some years ago. It had a huge impact on me then and is still relevant today.
Set in a small redneck town, it is the story of Attisus a principled lawyer who takes on the defence of a young black man who has been falsely accused of raping a white woman. Attisus’s family then become the targets for abuse and gossip. The story is told thought the eyes of Attisus’s young children Jem and Scout.
The play is as strong as the book, and takes more from the book than the film did. The performances were strong; I especially like Jean Louise (scout) played by Bettrys Jones and thought Duncan Preston as Atticus really good. I had only ever seen him do comedy roles. I will admit the final scene brought a tear to my eye.
Slavasnowshow
I became a small child again, when we went to see slava’s snowshow. At the hippodrome.
A show full of clowns, but not the silly type we have come to know, these were beautiful and touching mimes, (but still funny). From the opening loud music and red lit smoke, to being covered in a huge cobweb to the giant balls thrown out into the audience at the end was pure pleasure. There was just enough silly stuff, throwing water into the audience as well as dragging a woman onto stage for a bit of a keystone cops type run about and silly dances. Creepy bits like the spotlighted child’s rocking horse gently rocking back and forth and a white figure swing back and forth across the stage. At one point you have no choice but to suspend rational thought as Slava puts his arm into a coat that is hung on a coat stand and the coat comes to life. Now you knew it was just a coat but you just didn’t believe it. Then the special effects bubbles that fill the stage then drift out into the audience, coloured lights loud music, paper snow that falls from the ceiling. The best bit for me had to be when the stage went black, then it was lit with a light so bright that for a few seconds it hurt your eyes, a wind machine went into action and millions of pieces of paper snow were blown onto us, fantastic!
This show is a must must see if you get a chance.
Last night I believed in magic and I loved it.
David Benson
Off to the Arena last night to see David Benson, in a semi-autobiographical show about Kenneth Williams, at his best and worst, (a scene in a restaurant, how rude can one man be)? Mixed in with the ever funny and heart warming stories from David’s past. This time his ‘barmy ‘mother who was taken away when he was a young boy. ‘Who else has a barmy mother’? He asked, I saw number 1 son put up his hand a little.
David wrote a story when he was young that won a competition and was read out on Jackanory by Kenneth Williams this started his love of the man.
David transports us back to school and into to the hall for assembly, he becomes the head and we sing ‘All things bright and beautifully’ and end up in detention, (number one son got picked on again, for chewing, serves him right for saying I am barmy). This is made all the funnier because it was a Birmingham school, no I am not knocking it coming from the place I understand, (although now I talk with a mix of that and black country, which sometimes confuses people).
There were lots of giggles at this point, more from the fact that we all remember school assembly and it was a little near to the true. School assembly should still be like that.
As ever a wonderful and brilliant show and a bostin night out.
Intersigns
I love a good story
And no one tells a story like John Edgar.
Back at the Arena last nigh to see John Edgar. Intersigns
Stories and folklore from Breton, I love these shows. This time the show was ‘Intersigns’ an intersign is like an omen, a warning of impending death. If only we bothered to stop and look and listen, (a bit like crossing the road). Everyone as them, we just never see them now as we are to busy to notice.
John tells these stories with such passion that you cannot help but get drawn in; the stories come from a range of sources and from the collection of Paul Sebillot and Emile Souvestre. The songs from Barzhad Breizh, which is a collection of Breton songs made in the 18th century by Theodore Herart de la Villemarque.
So we had tails of ghosts and ghostly visitors and fairies, (never ever upset one), giants and death, what a brilliant night.
I could listen to this man all night.
Eight Pantos in Eighty Minutes
eight pantos in Eighty Minutes.
Friday saw us at the Arena to see The world famous Zanelli Franelli and his touring company in… eight pantos in eighty minutes.
Think Moulin Rouge meets The Rocky Horror Picture Show with a sprinkle of the Muppets and you have it! I loved the hysterical Cinderella, and Rupinda, (an Indian drum player, and very goods he was too). Aladdin done with animal puppets and Zanelli’s aged mom (with a voice to wake the dead), in-between each panto was a wonder to behold, ‘OH YES IT WAS’
I doubt very much I will ever see a panto done in quite this way again, which is a shame as it was great fun.
All together now ‘Oh YES …….
Symphony Hall
Last night saw number 1 son and me at Symphony hall. to see Philiharmonia Orchestra.. Christoph Dohnanyi was to conduct but was unable to so,so Sir Charles Mackerras. conducted instead.
The program was changed a little, but it was still soul stirring stuff.
Mozart Piano concert No. 27 k. 595
Lovely tinkerly stuff
Beethoven symphony no.9 choral (You will remember it from such films as Clockwork Orange; sorry I have slipped into Simpson’s mode there)
Fantastic stuff, I did so want to go and have a go on the big kettle drums! So now I will be bum bumming my way throught today and getting on everyones nerves, ha ha.
My Favourite Summer
Last night to see a bit of am-dram. This play entitled My Favourite Summer written and directed by Nick Lane, had all the right components to be a good play but for me did not quite hit the mark. There was something missing, I just couldn’t quite put my finger on it. With an audience of around 30 or just over, most of which were family of the actors, (you can tell) who tried to give support by laughing far too much at almost everything Dave or Melvin said I felt spoiled it somewhat.
The story follows Dave for a month in a summer past, when after finding out his room mate, a girl he has loved, (or thought he has), for years is about to leave for the USA. He gets a job to save up to take her away and tell her his true feelings. The job a mind numbing factory job with only one other person to talk to called Melvin, a hard knock nutter. ‘The pissed me sen’ joke started to wear thin about half way through for me, it seemed to be just there to raise a giggle, which it did the first couple of times.
This is just my opinion, I think how ever I will give them a few more years to practice before I go to see them again.
Acorn Antiques
Friday we went to the hippodrome. to see Acorn Antiques. the musical, from beginning to end it was a night of laughs and great music. Before curtain up there was an announcement to ask you to turn off your mobiles, and cuckoo clocks. Anyone found using a toasty maker would be asked to leave and if you had Maltesers in a box, not to roll them from side to side. So you just knew you were in for a good night.
The story,
To claim the first part of their dead father’s inheritance, all three sisters have to turn up at the bank, OK as far as Babs and Berta knew they were the only children, to claim the second part, one sister has to get married with the blessing of their mother. They don’t know who their mother is. The final part can only be found when they find the heart of Acorn Antiques. All this and the fact that the little row of shops is being taken over by coffee shops, piercing parlours, and other unwanted franchises.
Needless to say it all ends happily ever after, but I am not going to spoil it, you will have to go and see it.
Ria Jones. as Mrs Overall was just fantastic
The little girl who was too found of matches
Friday we went to the Arena to see ‘The little girl who was too found of matches.’ Performed by Impetuous Kinship.
Alice wakes to find her father dead, and so the tail begins, Alice as never left her home, where she lived with her farther and brother, living her life through her ‘Dictionaries’ When her father dies she as to go into town, (a place she as no understanding of). To try to buy the ‘coffin box’
With only two actors on stage and the rest of the cast on a video projected on to a screen at the back of the stage, this was an unusual and strong play, with a very powerful performance by Marcia Carr’s.
You don’t need to know that
Last night we went to the Arena to see ‘You don’t need to know that…’ performed by Gonzo Moose.
It was not what I was expecting, the read up gave the idea that it would be along the lines of Kafka’s The Trial. OK so man receives letter asking him to fill in form, no form in envelope, man tries to phone number on letter to be passed from one person to another, put on hold and then cut off, (we have all been there). Next day man is arrested and convicted of a crime that he knows nothing about, is never told about etc etc. You know the story, mans fight against the faceless powers that be.
The read up said it was a collision of
Comedy, (bits were)
Drama, (missed that bit)
Slapstick, (could pass as)
Puppetry (well they inflated a pair of gloves up and made a man out of them, so I suppose yes).
The audience didn’t help either, we had a laughing Jack-Ass behind us who laugh at everything, (and I mean everything, man walked across stage, laugh. Man moved cupboard, laugh). Then at the funny? Bits about 30 seconds after everyone else had finished laughing!
Oh well it was a night out.
By the way man as head cut of at end, there you don’t have to go and see it now.
Mutton
On Friday we went to the Arena, (yes I know it’s becoming a bit of a habit), this time to see Mutton. Three 40 something’s doing sketch’s about the menopause, There were some good one liners, all of which escape me at the minute, (it’s because I am getting old), but as a whole show I was not that impressed. Oh I have just remembered one, Last night I went for a Jurassic curry, in the morning I had a mega-sore-arse. I can’t wait to drop that one into conversation, and I shall from now on call my hot flushes Power surges.
To be Frank
Last night we were at the, (go on have a guess), Arena. This time to see David Benson. with his ‘To be Frank’ show. Yet another brilliant performance from David, (I can never workout why the audiences are so small for this man). Tails of how David came to do the show in the first place and a wonderful Frankie Howerd. take off at the end. David always comes across as a friendly man you could have a chat with at your local, if you get the chance do go and see one of his shows.
On the way there we had a near miss; there we were driving along, slowing down for the traffic lights. When a bloody big white transit van squashed it self between us and the car next to us hitting that car,
‘Bloody idiot’ I thought.
Said van then smashed into the car in front of us.
‘Oh’ I grasped.
Said van reverse and rammed the car again, pushing it out of the way.
‘And again’ I said, in disbelief, I just could not believe what I was watching, it only happens on the telly! Of cause I know that it does happen, it’s just so unbelievable when you see it.
Anyway back to the story,
Van pulls away followed by a police car, (they have must have been chasing it), then another and another. There must have been about 10 police cars and a helicopter all dashing around Wolverhampton.
Symphony Hall
Last night we went to Symphony Hall to see the Philharmonia Orchestra, playing Elgar 150th Anniversary Concert, conducted by Sir Andrew Davis.
The first piece played was Prelude and Angel’s Farewell (The Dream of Gerontius). Which did bring a tear to my eye; it is a beautiful piece of music.
Next Sea Pictures Op37 song by Jane Irwin, which I had never heard before and quite enjoyed
Then after an interval of 20 minutes it was Symphony No. 1 in A flat Op55, fantastic.
Films
Alien Autopsy
Today Husband and I went to the flicks to see Alien Autopsy with Ant and Dec. If you are expecting silly Ant and Dec type antics don’t go. This was a really good film, just the right amount of humour and a story that is believable, (it is taken from true invents). Any one out there who doesn’t know about the film footage about the autopsy must be very young or not into the whole UFO thing. I love a bit of UFO, conspiracy type thingy myself. Anyway the boys take to film quite well, and are quite good actors, well worth a visit to the cinema for.
The Da Vinci Code.
I didn’t really know what to except, I had heard good and bad reviews and have never read the book, I didn’t find the plot confusing at all, until I tried to explain it to little sis without giving to much away. I guessed early on in the film who the bloodline was, but the Teacher was the last person I expected it to be. There are lots of twist and turns, hidden clues all of which are explained so you are not left with any lose ends. Given that it is a work of fiction it does at points make you stop and think “just image” I really don’t see why the church is getting it’s knickers in a knot, unless they are hiding something and they would rather people didn’t look to close at, or does the Priory of Sion really exist. Given that it is fiction I don’t see that it paints Opus Dei in a bad light either. I found the explanations about the Mona Lisa, and The Last Supper really interesting, I may even google them to find out more. There is a good car chase and no sloppy love bits, (that’s got to be a plus in this type of film). I have to say I felt sorry for Silas the mad monk, he had a rotten childhood, and when you are slightly deranged I would image that if a priest tells you that you are an angel you would believe it.
Happy Feet
Yesterday hubby and I went to see ‘Happy Feet’. yes a kid’s film. It was lovely, a tale of be who you are, it’s OK to be different, and how one person or in this case penguin can change things. With an eco message at the end and some fantastic music it was a wonderful film that will melt the heart of the hardest cynic out there.
There was a deep intake of breath at one point when Lovelace, (after being annoyed) said go f… go forth and multiply. A lot of toe tapping, well you can’t stop yourself, go and see it, it was fun.
Hoodwinked
Take one smooth frog detective, three pigs, one bear and one bird police force, and a singing goat. Add a wolf reporter, a manic squirrel photographer, a extreme sports fanatically granny, a star struck lumber jack, a sweet little rabbit and a girl in a red hood. Add the plot of some one stealing all the recipes in the woods and what to you get? A very enjoyable film called ‘Hoodwinked’
