MTV.com’s Josh Horowitz claims to have had an “interesting chat” with with Benjamin Button director David Fincher. With Button finally opening tomorrow, it’ll be interesting to hear HE reader comments about it. I’ve said before that it’s basically a languid, atmospherically-driven thing — a film with exquisite, top-of-the-line chops from start to finish that nonetheless underwhelms in a pleasant and soothing way.
I love that transition period when you’re leaving a warm building and walking out into 5 degree weather, when the warmth falls away like a fair-weather friend and you can feel micro-sized ice crystals forming inside your nose within seconds. It’s a feeling of natural wowness comparable in warm-weather California terms only to swallowing a mouthful of salt water after being kicked around by the backwash undertow of a large wave.

A boogie-boarder could conceivably drown off the California coast if things went the wrong way, and a person could easily die in Connecticut weather like this if you were suddenly stuck outside without a heavy overcoat and no place to duck into. This is extremely serious cold, and I’m about to get into an even more Arctic-like environment tonight when I arrive in Upper Siberia, about 45 minutes west of Rochester.
Last night Vice-President-elect Joe Biden told Larry King that he felt “somewhat badly” for President Bush, and that he feels that “the incident in Iraq was unfortunate, that guy throwing the shoes…it was just, it was just uncalled for .” But it was called for. It was absolutely called for and then some. This is why Muntadhar al-Zeidi‘s rude and intemperate act triggered such a huge reaction worldwide. Because of a consensus that there was enormous justification for what he did.
As I wrote on 12.15.08, al-Zeidi “has articulated a popular rage in the same way Peter Finch ‘s Howard Beale did in Network. Throwing those shoes was an act of civil disobedience no different than Boston patriots throwing tea into the harbor. Al-Zeidi did an impolite thing, but he didn’t use a weapon or hurt anyone and said what an awful lot of people (myself included) feel.”

I’m sorry, but when Rep. Gary Ackerman essentially called Caroline Kennedy the Democratic Sarah Palin, a voice within begrudgingly admitted that he wasn’t far off. Kennedy has been acting way too timid and reclusive and un-Kennedy-like to be handed Hilary Clinton‘s Senate seat. She just doesn’t have the strength of character that people generally want from a big-time legislator, let alone one with her lineage and last name.

The lady is clearly unwilling to intellectually engage off the cuff. She seems wimpy. She lacks pizazz. I’m not detecting any serious gumption or intestinal fortitude. There’s absolutely none of that Chris Matthews quality in her at all…none of that basic back-slapping, yaw-haw, gregarious, chug-a-brewski-with-the-proles quality that a good politician is supposed to have or at least simulate on the campaign trail.
Between the Palin comparison, her hide-away “listening tour” of upper New York State and recently declining to release her financial background, I think Kennedy should just pack it in. She doesn’t have it. I love the idea of a strong, bright, compassionate woman with a marquee name serving as New York’s Senator, but Kennedy doesn’t seem to have the ability to stand the heat in the kitchen, and I really do think she’s done at this point because of this.
Ackerman said “Kennedy’s name and family wouldn’t, and shouldn’t, be enough to get her appointed to the U.S. Senate seat that Hillary Rodham Clinton will vacate once she is sworn in as secretary of state. Everyone knows who she is, but I’m not sure what she is. Eventually she has to get in the ring and face the public.'”
I was too lazy to respond to Roger Friedman‘s 12.22 item about Speed-the-Plow costar Raul Esparza addressing a Sunday-matinee audience about the departed, sushi-afflicted, mercury-poisoned Jeremy Piven…so here it is 24 hours late.
The puzzler for me wasn’t Esparza (whose performance was more off-the-wall manic than Piven’s when I caught a performance in late November) saying “today was the first time I really enjoyed playing this show” and “I hope you weren’t expecting a big TV star.” The puzzler was about how costar Elizabeth Moss allegedly “sobbed” while Esparza was dissing Piven, presumably out of sympathy. Why? Who sobs for a spoiled temperamental weenie ? What kind of value system does Wilson live and feel by?

“Not happening…way too laid back…zero narrative urgency,” I was muttering from the get-go. Basically the sixth episode of White Lotus Thai SERIOUSLY disappoints. Puttering around, way too slow. Things inch along but it’s all “woozy guilty lying aftermath to the big party night” stuff. Glacial pace…waiting, waiting. I was told...
I finally saw Walter Salles' I'm Still Here two days ago in Ojai. It's obviously an absorbing, very well-crafted, fact-based poltical drama, and yes, Fernanda Torres carries the whole thing on her shoulders. Superb actress. Fully deserving of her Best Actress nomination. But as good as it basically is...
After three-plus-years of delay and fiddling around, Bernard McMahon's Becoming Led Zeppelin, an obsequious 2021 doc about the early glory days of arguably the greatest metal-rock band of all time, is opening in IMAX today in roughly 200 theaters. Sony Pictures Classics is distributing. All I can say is, it...
To my great surprise and delight, Christy Hall's Daddio, which I was remiss in not seeing during last year's Telluride Film Festival, is a truly first-rate two-hander -- a pure-dialogue, character-revealing, heart-to-heart talkfest that knows what it's doing and ends sublimely. Yes, it all happens inside a Yellow Cab on...
7:45 pm: Okay, the initial light-hearted section (repartee, wedding, hospital, afterlife Joey Pants, healthy diet) was enjoyable, but Jesus, when and how did Martin Lawrence become Oliver Hardy? He’s funny in that bug-eyed, space-cadet way… 7:55 pm: And now it’s all cartel bad guys, ice-cold vibes, hard bullets, bad business,...

The Kamala surge is, I believe, mainly about two things — (a) people feeling lit up or joyful about being...
Unless Part Two of Kevin Costner's Horizon (Warner Bros., 8.16) somehow improves upon the sluggish initial installment and delivers something...
For me, A Dangerous Method (2011) is David Cronenberg's tastiest and wickedest film -- intense, sexually upfront and occasionally arousing...