L.A. Weekly critic Scott Foundas is calling David Fincher‘s Zodiac “a study in the passage of time and the accumulation of massive amounts of information — a movie that seems to be unfolding inside of a cramped storage locker. And it is, though it may not sound like it, thrilling to behold.” This ties into that complaint mentioned in a piece by Village Voice critic Nathan Lee, a friend of his groaning that “I felt like I was stuck in a filing cabinet for three hours” and Lee responding, “Exactly!”
Here we go with another “Al Gore may be too fat to be president” riff, this one written by Pop Machine‘s Mark Caro. And here’s another Caro thing about dumping the short film Oscars.
An early February Nikki Finke Deadline Hollywood Daily story ran the following quotes: (a) “If Al Gore has slimmed down 25 or 30 pounds, Lord knows [what he might do]” and (b) “Gore’s weight, which has ballooned since he left office, is widely seen as a barometer of his ambitions, and the Clinton, Obama and Edwards campaigns have been studying his girth closely.”
This ties in with Mick LaSalle‘s “fat Al” riff from a couple of months ago.
There’s also this weight thing I wrote about a year ago: “[An Inconvenient Truth] is very persuasive, but it would be a tad more so if Gore were a little bit thinner. He’s not Oliver Hardy but he looks very well fed, and the metaphor is obvious. The under-message of An Inconvenient Truth suggests that a new kind of austerity is vital for the earth’s survival, and I feel it would play better if Gore looked like someone who practices more denial.”
Oscar’s biggest loser Kevin O’Connell, a sound-mixer who’s been nominated 19 times and lost every time, was allegedly “dissed” by Oscar-winning Dreamgirls sound-mixer Michael Minkler last Sunday night, to wit: “I think Kevin should go away with 19 nominations, Kevin is an okay mixer, but he should take up another line of work.”
Now The Envelope‘s Tom O’Neil is reporting that O’Connell’s mom died Sunday night — very sad, very sorry — but it seems that Minkler was probably trying to be droll. Dry humor is an art form; ditto deadpan delivery. You have to get it just right. I’m guessing that Minkler’s timing was off and it came out wrong.
The wrinkle is that Kris Tapley riffed on the same thing about 24 hours ago, which Defamer picked up on.


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