“It’s a prestige gig,” says director Herman (Byron Bowers), a Hollywood superhero specialist hired to complete a ludicrous eight-hour update of Feuillade’s magnum opus when the original French director (Vincent Macaigne) goes Awol. Assayas is therefore making a joke about prestige TV feeding vampirically on old ideas, or perhaps he isn’t - it’s difficult to tell.
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The title of Olivier Assayas’s Irma Vep (HBO/Sky Atlantic) is an anagram of “vampire,” and the show anagrammatically remixes two previous screen tales: Louis Feuillade’s classic French silent serial Les Vampires (1915) and Assayas’s own movie-biz satire Irma Vep (1996). Where’s an amulet of protection when you need one? “Guards, watch him!” shouts Charles Dance. “Dream vortexes.” “Amulets of protection.” “Have you brought the maudlin grimoire?” Or perhaps that should be Magdalen though maudlin will do. The Sandman pumps out a surfeit of this stuff. Jesus f***.” Thus Jenna Coleman, who plays sassy trenchcoated demon-hunter Johanna Constantine in Episode 3.
“Look, if this goes wrong, I’ve got a dead princess, a demon on the loose, and no one’s paying my fee. It’s like watching a toddler kick around a Fabergé egg. He freely invokes powerful narrative archetypes only to have them do and say stupid things. Gaiman’s great asset as a popular storyteller is that he has no sense of humour and therefore cannot tell a good idea from a ridiculous one, or good dialogue from portentous blather. Morpheus is played by Tom Sturridge as a combination of Robert Smith from The Cure (pale face, mopey voice) and Ben Stiller from Zoolander (owlish glare, pursed lips), though the person he is clearly meant to resemble most is Neil Gaiman, upon whose famous graphic novels The Sandman is based. Dance has enjoyed a fine late-career renaissance playing sinister aristocrats and is always at his best intoning ominous guff to a roomful of extras attired in hoods and cloaks. The Magus is played by Charles Dance, though you hardly needed to be told that. Nobody seems to find it odd that the Magus has a naked man in a glass sphere in his cellar, but then again, he is an English aristocrat and they do tend to pursue recherché pastimes, so perhaps no one’s overly bothered. In Episode 1, Morpheus is captured and stripped of both his magical accessories and his clothes by a sinister English aristocrat known as the Magus, who imprisons him for 100 years in a glass sphere. This is the Sandman, also known as Morpheus, also known as Dream, who, when he isn’t stanning My Chemical Romance, is one of the Endless, a family of incarnated concepts (Death, Desire etc) who watch over the mortal world from various computer-generated astral planes. The Sandman (Netflix) is neither particularly fantastic nor especially dramatic, but it does look nice, or at least it would look nice if you could see what was going on.įrom the kippered gloom emerges a pasty RADA type with an emo-kid haircut. Close your blinds, insert your ear-trumpet and maximise the brightness of your screen: it’s yet another underlit and nigh-inaudible prestige fantasy drama series.
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