The Marshman

Have y'all seen that film 'The Marshman? If you haven't, I proper recommend it - it's amazing! Not sure what happens the first twenty minutes (I missed those; and the last twenty too (fell asleep)) but basically there's this bloke called Matt Damon and he sells all his possessions and goes and lives out in the desert in Australia like Christopher McCandless from that film about canoeing called 'Into The Wild'. Now here's the best bit: the guy totally loves potatoes! And because he's off grid and his mum's not there to tell him what to do he just sits around all day eating potatoes. Imagine that! It must be heaven. But after a while NASA - the Naughty Americans' Spaceman Association - realises he's got the code to something or other and sends a really big aeroplane to go and find him. Only problem is the aeroplane is totally slow - it takes like 18 months to get there! Harry from Dumb & Dumber is there, and he's the baddie, and Sean Bean from Barnsley is there - as everyone knows, lots of people with South Yorkshire accents work at NASA - and he's the goodie. Anyway, after quite a long time the aeroplane gets to Australia and I guess they find him and everyone's happy. In fact, my friend who stayed awake for the end said, apart from a couple of people at the back of the room tut-tutting for all the expense and effort to postpone the death of just one man, the entire world was rejoicing! How lovely is that?

What I really liked about this film was the way it portrays NASA scientists as they really are. In the media they're always little round old men with moustaches sort of like boring accountants - but in this movie they were young and cool and the women were all proper fit, which is, I'm sure, exactly how it actually is.

The saddest bit was when he cooked his potatoes for too long and they all got burnt to a cinder. Who doesn't know that feeling? I cried buckets at that. Those poor, poor potatoes!