I realize that David Mamet‘s script for that Phil Spector HBO flick that Barry Levinson and Al Pacino have reportedly agreed to do is in a “very early” stage of development (or at least that N.Y. Times Brooks Barnes reported this eight months ago). But shouldn’t Deadline‘s Michael Fleming have at least mentioned the Spector project in passing while reporting about two other Levinson-Pacino collaborations, Gotti: Three Generations and an adaptation of Phillip Roth‘s The Humbling?
Our Idiot Brother sounds wrong because a family of any size never agrees on any particular view or opinion, especially negative ones. Derogatory putdowns are almost always expressed by individuals. One or two members of a family might think Paul Rudd‘s character is an idiot, but three or four others are sure to use another term. The Weinstein Co. should have stuck with My Idiot Brother, which is what it was called at Sundance 2011.

Our Idiot Brother sounds like the whole clan has dismissed Rudd as a tool, and that no one is on his side. That doesn’t sound as interesting as one or two family members having a problem with him and others trying to mitigate or standing by and observing, etc.
Alain Resnais‘ 1980 comedy wasn’t called Notre oncle en Amerique but Mon Oncle d’Amerique.
Marshall Fine is complaining about having been recently subjected to 20 minutes’ worth of ads and trailers at an AMC theatre prior to showtime. He should try attending a movie in Paris. On 5.27 I sat down just as the 7:45 pm show of Very Bad Trip 2 was starting at the Pathe Wepler, adjacent to Place Clichy. I sat through 27 minutes‘ worth of trailers and consumer ads before the feature began. (I timed it exactly.) The average time for trailers and ads in a typical U.S. theatre is what? 10 or 12 minutes worth?

Like everyone else I’m feeling moderately excited about Tetro dp Mihai Malaimare Jr. not only shooting Paul Thomas Anderson‘s The Master, but partly in 65mm. My understanding of the view of most dps (including Roger Deakins) is that 65mm doesn’t deliver anything above and beyond what today’s digital can provide. So shooting in 65mm is either a sentimental gesture on Anderson’s part or it’s being used to compose FX shots.
Will I have to drive down to Newport Beach or Costa Mesa to see The Undefeated, the pro-Sarah Palin documentary, when it opens on 7.15? I’m presuming that the distributor, Cinedigm Digital Cinema, won’t be screening it for Los Angeles-area journos…right? Deadline is reporting that Stephen K. Bannon‘s film will open in other red-access burghs like Dallas, Denver, Oklahoma City, Orlando, Atlanta, Phoenix, Houston, Indianapolis and Kansas City.
AMC Theatres will be the exclusive exhibitor of The Undefeated. Pic was produced by Victory Film Group and “financed independently,” Deadline reports.
I’m expecting Steve McQueen‘s Shame, a film about a Manhattan guy (Michael Fassbender) coping with porn/sex addiction, to be some kind of exception, especially with Carey Mulligan playing his frazzled-flaky sister. And I’m not just coasting on a presumption that the guy who directed Hunger must be on the stick. I’m also impressed by the fact that Shame began shooting only about 14 weeks ago, and it’s already locked into the Venice Film Festival.

Shame costars Nicole Beharie, Michael Fassbender.
Six months between the first day of shooting and the first festival viewing! That’s not as fast as Otto Preminger‘s Anatomy of a Murder (which began shooting on 3.23.59, wrapped on 5.15.59 and opened on 7.2.59) but a quick turnaround is an indication, I believe, that a film is going to be tight and true with no crapping around.
Does this mean that movies that take forever to shoot and spend a year or so in editing are generally troublesome, or at the very least will be trying to sit through? Obviously not. There have been many, many justifications and/or exceptions to the “rule”, if you want to call it that. (The glorious first 40 minutes of The Tree of Life, George Stevens‘ Shane, Howard Hawks‘ Red River, etc.) But really long shooting schedules and editing periods do, I believe, tend to indicate that the director shot the film with an uncertain focus about what the film would or should eventually be. Sometimes (often?) this can result in a somewhat diffuse or fuzzy-minded or sprawling final cut.
I realize that holding to an overly rigid concept of what a film (or a play, painting, book, song, article) is supposed to be can in some instances lead to mediocrity. At some point the work starts telling you what it is instead of vice versa, and artists who can’t or won’t listen to this process are almost certainly second-raters. But speaking as a viewer, I generally feel better about films that have been made and punched out without too much muss or fuss. You know what I mean. The get-it-done John Ford or Clint Eastwood or Takashi Miike approach as opposed to Terrence Malick‘s.
Movies that have been made quickly or slowly are not necessarily better or worse, but as Hank Worden said in Red River, “I don’t like it when things go too good or when things go too bad…I like ’em in between.”

I’m presuming, of course, that Shame (which costars Nicole Beharie) will play at the Toronto Film Festival as well as the Venice Film Festival.

On 6.17 I noted that the 50th anniversary Ben-Hur Bluray will, of course, arrive almost 52 years after William Wyler‘s film opened on 11.18.59. In response Warner Home Video’s Ronnee Sass has forwarded the following statement from Warner Home Video exec vp Jeff Baker:

“At WB we are more than acutely aware of the age of Ben-Hur — i.e., 52 in 2011. It was our intention to release this film in Blu-ray in 2009, but the film restoration was complex, and the 8K scan was the optimal solution vs. 2K or 4K, therefore we took our time and did it right to deliver the best possible resolution for the consumer. Therefore we are celebrating the 50th anniversary in 2011, and considering that it is more than 50 years, we do not see this as being disingenuous, particularly due to the circumstances surrounding this restoration. After all, we are not advancing the clock and celebrating the 55th or 60th.”
The Ben-Hur restoration, just to be clear, was completed from an 8k scan of the original 65mm camera negative, with a 6k finish making this the highest resolution restoration ever completed by Warner Bros.
I tried to get into a couple of Guard screenings at Sundance…couldn’t. Tried to make an LA screening last week…didn’t. Want to attend a screening next Monday evening (6.13)…we’ll see how that goes. Something is holding me back.
From my 9.13 Toronto Film Festival review: “Who in Errol Morris‘s Tabloid can you believe? Or rather, who do you want to believe? Or what slant on the Tabloid story do you feel better about accepting as probable truth?
“That’s the key consideration, I think. Apart from the fact that everyone should try to see this deliciously entertaining, thoroughly bizarre comedy doc.”
Tabloid will ostensibly open via Sundance Selects on 7.15 (although you’d never it from the website).

On 5.27 I described Elle Fanning‘s big moment in Super 8 — a moment that suspends the film in a kind of crush vibe for about 30 or 40 seconds.
N.Y. Times critic A.O. Scott agrees. Having joined the cast of a super-8 zombie movie called The Case, Fanning’s Alice character delivers “the best moment in both that movie and Super 8, a scene in which Ms. Fanning and her character, in different ways, demonstrate their impressive acting chops.”
The assumption is that all slips of the tongue are 100% Freudian — that all accidental utterances are very much on the speaker’s mind. I guess there’s no other explanation. I love the pleading look (“No…tell me I didn’t just say that!”) flashing on the face of WDBJ anchor Holly Pietrzak. Uploaded on 6.8; famous forever.


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