Haven't we all at some point in time fantasized about stepping through a cinema/TV screen and into the world of our favourite movies and television shows? I certainly have!

With its modern, urban setting and stunning harbour, it is easy to see why Sydney leads the way as an ideal and versatile shooting destination. Movies shot here have been set in New York (Godzilla: Final Wars, Kangaroo Jack), Chicago (The Matrix and sequels), London (Birthday Girl), Seville (Mission Impossible 2), Bombay (Holy Smoke), Darwin (Australia), Myanmar (Stealth), Mars (Red Planet) and the fictitious city of Metropolis (Superman Returns, Babe: Pig in the City).

Whether popular landmarks or off the beaten track locations that are often hard to find, you can now explore Sydney in a fun and unique way with the SYDNEY ON SCREEN walking guides. Catering to Sydneysiders as much as visitors, the guides have something to offer everyone, from history, architecture and movie buffs to nature lovers.

See where productions such as Superman Returns, The Matrix and sequels, X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Candy, Mission Impossible 2, Mao's Last Dancer, Babe: Pig in the City, Kangaroo Jack, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, Muriel's Wedding, The Bold and the Beautiful, Oprah's Ultimate Australian Adventure and many more were filmed.

Maps and up-to-date information on Sydney's attractions are provided to help you plan your walk. Pick and choose from the suggested itinerary to see as little or as much of the city as you like.

So, come and discover the landscapes and locations that draw filmmakers to magical Sydney, and walk in the footsteps of the stars!


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Click on the picture above to see a preview of all four walking guides and on the picture below to see larger stills of Sydney movie and television locations featured in the slideshow!

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Sydney on Screen guides are now available for purchase at the following outlets:

Travel Concierge, Sydney International Airport, Terminal 1 Arrivals Hall (between gates A/B and C/D), Mascot - Ph: 1300 40 20 60

The Museum of Sydney shop, corner of Bridge & Phillip Streets, Sydney - Ph: (02) 9251 4678

The Justice & Police Museum shop, corner of Albert & Phillip Streets, Sydney - Ph: (02) 9252 1144

The Mint shop, 10 Macquarie Street, Sydney - Ph: (02) 8239 2416

Hyde Park Barracks shop, Queen Square, Sydney - Ph: (02) 8239 2311

Travel Up! (travel counter) c/o Wake Up Sydney Central, 509 Pitt Street, Sydney - Ph (02) 9288 7888

The Shangri-La Hotel (concierge desk), 176 Cumberland Street, The Rocks, Sydney - Ph: (02) 9250 6018

The Sebel Pier One (concierge desk), 11 Hickson Road, Walsh Bay, Sydney - Ph: (02) 8298 9901

The Radisson Plaza Hotel Sydney (concierge desk), 27 O'Connell Street, Sydney - Ph: (02) 8214 0000

The Sydney Marriott Circular Quay (concierge desk), 30 Pitt Street, Sydney - Ph: (02) 9259 7000

Boobook on Owen, 1/68 Owen Street, Huskisson - Ph: (02) 4441 8585

NSW, interstate and international customers can order copies of Sydney on Screen using PayPal. Contact us at sydneyonscreen@hotmail.com to inquire about cost and shipping fees.

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Andrew Gunsberg follows in the steps of P Diddy and Snoop Dogg in multiple name game

Andrew Gunsberg
Osher, or Andrew, Gunsberg is an enthusiastic player of the what's-in-a-name-game. Picture: Glen McCurtayne/Coleman-Rayner Source: Supplied

Kerry Parnell, The Daily Telegraph, reports

What’s with all this name-changing business? Once upon a time, the rules were clear. If you wanted to be a celebrity you would ditch your duff name and pick something more glamorous, like Norma Jeane Mortenson to Marilyn Monroe, Reginald Dwight to Elton John or Archibald Leach to Cary Grant.

Simple. And if you happened to be the hapless offspring of overenthusiastic celebrity parents, you'd reverse the process - binning off your absurd name and going for something much more sensible, such as Zowie Bowie to Duncan Jones. Expect Apple Martin to be Edna any day now.

But now there's a whole new disturbing trend, to keep changing your name, over and over like some kind of warp-speed Twitter feed.

Well that's just greedy.

Andrew Gunsberg is one. He's on his fourth name now - first we knew him as Andy G, a nice Aussie-sounding name just made for the blonde hunky host of Australian Idol in 2003. Then he became Andrew G, followed a few years later with his Umlaut Period, when presumably we were all multicultural enough to cope with his surname Andrew Gunsberg.

And now, folks, we've gone full circle and brought back the very name he was born with - Osher Gunsberg.

Well, make your mind up, mate. What's that all about?

Perhaps he's taking inspiration from other such luminaries as Sean Combs, Puff Daddy, P.Diddy, Diddy, Puffy or whatever the Puff you call him now. I can't keep up. Do you think he ever met Ken Dodd? I suspect not.

He in turn infected Snoop Dogg, aka, Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr no less, who has upgraded his own ferocity and would now like to be known as Snoop Lion. Must have run out of canine puns.

I do think expecting the general public to embrace the newly-named you is taking yourself a little seriously. I mean, who does that in real life?

There are very few occasions where you can just rename yourself and not look like a total knob. A few people try it, usually at university, introducing themselves by their exotic new name and ridding themselves of their past.

But it rarely works, as there's that little problem of all those friends and relatives who keep popping up from the past and insisting on addressing you as Karen, not Karin, Amanda, or Portia.

I once worked on a magazine with a woman who had a fabulous-sounding name - let's call her Persephone Brown - much to the envy of her colleagues who had far less byline-worthy monikers. That is until her mum kept calling up and asking to speak to Tracey.

It's one thing to have a tremendous name worthy of a film star or author - my nephew is called Rocco Rivetti which is all kinds of marvellous - but not if you gave it to yourself.

And certainly not if you decide to keep changing it. No, no, you only get one chance at being poncy, not 10. Anyway, it didn't work for Prince, did it? As soon as he changed his name to squiggle, a symbol no one could pronounce, we all stopped talking about him. And he's spent the rest of his days ignored, weeping over his billions. Probably.

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