Year: 2011

Well, so much for the Winter’s Bone Best Picture surge. This morning the Producers Guild announced their ten nominations for the Darryl F. Zanuck Award for Outstanding Producer of Theatrical Motion Pictures, and there were three mild surprises.

One, the shafting of Winter’s Bone, a presumed indicator of reduced steam as far as a Best Picture Oscar nom is concerned. Two, the nomination of 127 Hours, which has been declining over the last three or four weeks, almost to the point that some were predicting it might not make the cut. And three, the nomination of The Town, which began to lose its headwind in mid-to-late November when people finally realized that the Best Picture talk was mostly coming from easily impressed Academy members along with a smattering of non-pros (i.e., diner employees, Manhattan Con Ed workers, etc.) with unsophisticated taste buds and a lack of perspective.

The Zanuck nominees are 127 Hours (produced by Danny Boyle, Christian Colson), Black Swan (produced by Scott Franklin, Mike Medavoy, Brian Oliver), Inception (produced by Christopher Nolan, Emma Thomas), The Fighter (produced by David Hoberman, Todd Lieberman, Mark Wahlberg…hey, what about Ryan Kavanaugh?), The Kids Are All Right (produced by Gary Gilbert, Jeffrey Levy-Hinte, Celine Rattray), The King’s Speech (produced by Iain Canning, Emile Sherman, Gareth Unwin), The Social Network (produced by Dana Brunetti, Ce√°n Chaffin, Michael De Luca, Scott Rudin), The Town (produced by Basil Iwanyk, Graham King), Toy Story 3 (produced by Darla K. Anderson), True Grit (produced by Ethan Coen, Joel Coen and Scott Rudin).

The “bad” call in the documentary competition was the blow-off of Banksy ‘s Exit Through The Gift Shop. And I haven’t even seen Earth Made of Glass, which was produced by Reid Carolin and Deborah Scranton. Has anyone? Cheers to the other doc nominees: Client 9: The Rise and Fall of Eliiot Spitzer (awaiting final producing credit determination, but directed by Alex Gibney), Inside Job (produced by Charles Ferguson, Audrey Marrs), Smash His Camera (produced by Linda Saffire, Adam Schlesinger), The Tillman Story (produced by John Battsek) and Waiting for Superman (produced by Lesley Chilcott).

This redband trailer for Ivan Reitman‘s No Strings Attached (Paramount, 1.21) is funnier than the green one because of the blue material. (The only bad parts are the head-crashes-onto-the-dinner-plate bit — pure Reitman! — and the “yeah, I’m definitely gay” line.) It reminds me it once was an admired Blacklist script by Liz Meriwether called Fuckbuddies. A voice is telling me it’s no Norbit.

Academy voters are basically sheep — a herd. The shepherd just has to show control and point the way, and unless his/her suggestion is nonsensical and/or unwise almost all of the sheep will follow. The shepherd (i.e., Paramount marketing) has made it clear that True Grit‘s Hailee Steinfeld is a Best Supporting Actress contender. That’s because her fiercely intelligent performance can’t overpower a basic human tendency to regard 14 year-olds as entertaining but marginal figures. The only choice, obviously, is the Best Supporting Actress route. It doesn’t matter how large or central her role is — she’s 14.

To hell with the Keisha Castle Hughes precedent pointed out by Scott Feinberg. That was then, True Grit ain’t Whale Rider, etc.

Steinfeld having received Best Supporting Actress nominations from the Broadcast Film Critics Association and the Screen Actors Guild Award settles it. Whatever the Hollywood Foreign Press kumquats did or didn’t do means nothing.

On top of which it would it would be wrong, wrong, wrong if Steinfeld (whose spirited and highly willful Mattie Ross, don’t get me wrong, is a complete delight) were to push aside Blue Valentine‘s Michelle Williams, as EW‘s Dave Karger has reported, because “some voters I’ve talked to are turned off by the film’s darkness.” (AMPAS Newsflash: films about the breakup of marriages are only dark if they’re doleful and depressing and covered in fake-behavior sauce, which Blue Valentine clearly is not.) And while I’ve disagreed with Sony Classics decision to push Another Year‘s Lesley Manville in supporting category, she still gave the performance that she gave, and anyone who’s still talking about sending her to the showers because “not everyone has even seen that late-year release”….c’mon! At this late date?

So Karger’s 1.3.11 EW piece is singing the wrong tune….sorry.

And Coming Soon‘s Ed Douglas (who was completely blind on the Lesley Manville issue, claiming that she had to be a Best Actress contender because the size and depth of the role demanded it) is wrong also. There’s no basis for category confusion with Steinfeld. The HFPA is composed of marginal whores and their opinion means nothing — they simply provide a popular TV show. But Douglas is right about one thing: “The lead actress category is already fairly jam-packed, [so] there’s a good chance Steinfeld will get snubbed [in that category] despite having a SAG nomination precursor.”

Feinberg notes that 15 first-timers have been nominated for Best Actress, but the only kid who made it was Whale Rider‘s Keisha Castle Hughes, and that performance was extra-extraordinary, I believe, due to Whale Rider touching people on much deeper and more primal level than True Grit, no offense.

First came this, and then this (around the 1:40 mark) and now this.

Anne Francis, an actress of the ’50s and ’60s who knew all about mascara and pizazz, passed on yesterday at an assisted living facility in Santa Barbara. Forbidden Planet, Blackboard Jungle, The Hired Gun, The Crowded Sky, etc. But who ever saw The Girl of the Night (’60)? One of her sassiest, most come-hither supporting performances was in John Sturges‘ Bad Day at Black Rock (’55).

Dennis Lim‘s dismissive little dissertation about the campy nature of Darren Aronofsky‘s Black Swan (“Is it anti-camp? Post-camp? Failed camp?”) expresses so completely what I despise about the ingrown toenail culture of too-cool-for-school film critics. It was posted on Slate on 12.29, but I only read it yesterday.

Aronofsky has made a ballet film with a ballet-performance and ballet-production attitude — gasping, highly theatrical, consumed, emotionally grandiose, contorted, half-hysterical — and with a clearly stated intention to echo the story of “Swan Lake.” What is there to misunderstand? It’s not calculus. Everything in the film is plain as day and yet arch and heightened and horror-film screwy, and all of a piece in a sort of mad-Polanski way. Either you levitate or you don’t.

I can just imagine Lim watching it in a theatre with a sour-faced, scrunched-up expression and wondering whether to call it “a dubious milestone in the mainstreaming of camp” or to state that it lacks the “tenderness” of camp, or to write “eew, what kind of camp is it? Is it ‘camp in quotation marks’ or ‘camp about camp’?” Or maybe to write all of this and go from there.

“Hardly naive and in no way coded,” Black Swan “is willful, overt, strenuous,” he writes. “It’s a high-profile movie that strains for respectability, a barefaced Oscar grab. Despite some diva catfights and lesbian sex, there’s not a queer bone in its body: Its derisive view of female ambition, its crude linking of art and madness, and the leering frenzy of its girl-on-girl fantasies are as familiar and banal — as straight — as can be.” [The italics are Lim’s.]

Wait — no “queer” bones? Unmistakably “straight”? Oh, I get it. I think. Wait…do I?

From Christopher Rosen‘s 1.3.11 Movieline piece, “Say What? Assessing the Vocal Ticks from True Grit“:

Vimeo is hosting a report from London’s ITV on Jamie Stuart‘s Idiot With A Tripod. Stuart has also launched a special Idiot page on his Mutiny Company site. The Oscar producers should hire Stuart to capture the preparation for the big show (meetings, rehearsals) and the concurrent boola-boola around Los Angeles, and then run his video on the AMPAS site as a year-round promotional thing.

New York Blizzard – ITV Daybreak VT from dantv on Vimeo.

My French Film Festival (January 14th through 29th) is a low-cost online film festival of ten French-produced films that haven’t a prayer of getting theatrical play in the States. Such a festival could play at MOMA or the Film Society of Lincoln Center, of course, but filmgoers aren’t nearly as queer for French films as they were in the ’60s and ’70s so online makes sense, and it’s brassy to offer these films not just to New Yorkers but the world.

The festival is the brainchild of uniFrance, and is being called a co-venture between uniFrance and Allocine with the support of the Centre National de la Cinematographie, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Alliance Francaise.

I’ve looked at all ten trailers , and it’s obvious that at least four have something extra: (a) Christopher Thompson‘s Bus Palladium, an ’80s rock-tour romantic drama that may have been influenced by Cameron Crowe‘s Almost Famous ; (b) Frederic Mermoud‘s Partners (Complices), winner of a best fiction film at the Chicago International Film Festival; (c) Leah Fehner‘s Silent Voices (Qu’un Seul Tienne Et Les Autres Suivront), which had a Venice Days slot in 2009; and (d) Patrick Mario Bernard & Pierre Tridivic‘s The Other One (L’Autre), a 2008 Venice Film Festival entry that won Dominique Blanc a Volpi Cup for Best Actress.

Manhattan’s Alliance Francaise will launch the festival with a screening of Bus Palladium on Thursday, 1.13, followed by a q & a with Christopher Thompson.

The trailers for the other films suggest either comme ci comme ca material or formulaic commercial lungings. The Eloi virus has spread throughout Europe, Asia…it rules so much of world cinema.

The how of My French Film Festival is fairly simple. Viewers will stream directly from www.myfrenchfilmfestival.com with no link to You Tube or Netflix or any other platform. It will all come directly from that site. You can choose individual films or the whole program. The site will be live in the next day or so, I’m told, with tons of extras; interviews, clips, trailers, etc. The trailers are on YouTube for promotional purposes and that’s all.

There’s some kind of fee structure for individual films but the festival as a whole is only 20 dollars for more than…what, 20 films? I thought it had ten. Whatever. Nice deal.

Charlotte Rampling in a still from All About Actresses.

Our little weekly podcast is now three and a half months old! New Year’s reflections (including the fact that I hate New Year’s Eve), True Grit inspections, Black Swan ‘s wack factor (and the $47 million gross so far), and a pop-quiz review of some of the films expected to be the hottest Oscar contenders of 2011. Here’s a non-iTunes link.

Several Wrap staffers have compiled a list of of 11 hot attractions/events in 2011. With the exception of Terrence Malick‘s The Tree of LIfe , the films they’ve chosen to highlight are enough to make anyone jump out of a 17th-floor window — Zack Snyder‘s Sucker Punch, fucking Thor, Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Hangover 2, Green Lantern, Captain America: The First Avenger, Transformers 3, Cowboys & Aliens, the latest X-Men and the last Harry Potter flick. Oh, and they’re really excited about Snyder’s Superman movie, and the coming double dose of Steven Spielberg — Tintin and War Horse.

On 12.27 the Online Film Critics Society announced that Darren Aronofsky‘s Black Swan had gathered seven nominations, or more than any other contender. This hinted at the possibility of Swan also winning OFCS awards above and beyond the expected Natalie Portman win for Best Actress. Perhaps a Best Director win for Darren Aronofsky? Or a Best Picture trophy? I for one was ready and eager for something different to happen…please.

But today’s announcement of the winners delivered the same old usual-usual — The Social Network as Best Film, TSN‘s David Fincher for Best Director, The King’s Speech Colin Firth for Best Actor, Portman fpor Best Actress, The Fighter‘s Christian Bale for Best Supporting Actor and — okay, one surprise — True Grit‘s Hailee Steinfeld for Best Supporting Actress.

Plus Inception‘s Chris Nolan winning for Best Original Screenplay and TSN’s Aaron Sorkin winning for Best Adapted Screenplay.