Gulliver’s Travels

Life in South Africa is so odd, everything you think is normal just isn’t, and all those things you think should be completely unusual are taken in stride. I often describe living here as being stuck in the pages of Jonathan Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels, and not in a good way. So I’ve got a soft spot for Lemuel Gulliver and his disorienting travels into Lilliput and Brobdingnag. But, whilst this latest movie version is sweet enough, and entertaining enough, it’s kind of light-weight, really and mostly pretty forgettable. It stars Jack Black (as Jack Black, apparently – this is the “All-Jack-All-the-Time-Show”), though the rest of the cast including Emily Blunt, and Catherine Tate, and James Corden and Billy Connolly, are most heinously wasted.

It is interesting though from a locations point-of-view. Two great British landmarks – Blenheim Palace in Oxfordshire, and the Old Royal Naval College in my old stomping ground of Greenwich, both utterly exquisite – become pint-sized palaces on cliffs by the sea. Quite effective too.