Perceptive Insight…Seriously

[Starting at 4:15]: “Let me try to translate — not endorse but translate — to liberal America why [so many Republican candidates are submental animals]. Part of the appeal of a Herschel Walker or a Donald Trump or any number of egregious assholes [whom] Republicans have backed is, in their minds, the worse a candidate is, the more it says to Democrats ‘do you see how much we don’t like what you’re selling?

“All that socialism and identity politics and victimhood and over-sensitivity and cancel culture and white self-loathing and forcing complicated ideas about race and sex on kids too young to understand [them]? Literally anything would be better than that,’ they’re saying.

“That’s their view. That’s why you can be a really bad dude in Republican politics, and it’s not a deal-breaker.

“This is a clear difference between the parties. Democrats also think the other side is an existential threat, but their response is not to nominate sickos to make a point.”

13 Excellent Ridley Scott Films

[Updated]. I don’t have time or the energy to write something deeply felt about each and every Scott film, but there’s absolutely no question in my mind the The Counselor deserves its #4 slot, that the first half of Matchstick Men is dead brilliant, and that A Good Year (ranked at #8) is a much better film that many people realize.

In this order…

1. Alien

2. The Duellists

3. Thelma and Louise

4.  The Counselor

5.  Blade Runner

6.  American Gangster

7.  Matchstick Men

8.   Gladiator  

9.   Kingdom of Heaven (extended version)

10. A Good Year

11.  Black Hawk Down

12. Black Rain

13. The Martian

I don’t feel that strongly care about the rest. Okay, I hate Prometheus and Alien: Covenant. Ditto Legend. Someone to Watch Over Me is piffle. I found House of Gucci half-tolerable, but I’m not sure I’d want to watch it again.

The Last Duel was better than half-decent. I don’t even remember 1492: Conquest of Paradise or Body Of Lies. Scott’s Robin Hood was half-watchable, G.I. Jane is negligible; ditto Exodus: Gods and Kings, White Squall, Hannibal.

I was actually okay with All The Money In The World.

Nearly Half of LAFCA Is Against Gender Neutral

The Los Angeles Film Critics Association announced last Wednesday that the org will follow the lead of the Spirit and Gotham Awards by abandoning gender-based acting awards. When LAFCA members vote in December they’ll hand out two Best Lead Performance trophies (either gender or gender-neutral) and two awards for Best Supporting Performance (ditto).

But the vote, I’ve been told, was far from  unanimous. In fact, it was damn near evenly split. It can be reported, in short, that nearly half of LAFCA doesn’t agree with the hardcore LGBTQ-supporting woke apparatchiks within the organization.

I’m told there’s a certain Stalinist fervor within this gender-neutral cabal — a belief that they’re doing God’s revolutionary work by dissolving gender and opening things up to all sorts of wrinkles, attitudes and permutations.

There’s also a conviction that anyone who doesn’t agree 100% on this issue is a naysayer or a foot-dragger, and that the apparatchicks therefore need to band together to make sure that the other side (i.e., those who believe that gender-based acting awards should be kept and that this will benefit actresses) is out-maneuvered or otherwise marginalized.

The LAFCA gang met last Saturday (10.8) in West Los Angeles, and the gender-neutral acting awards vote was 27 in favor, 22 against and with four abstentions. I’m told that the historical tendency has been for abstentions to translate into negative votes (i.e., voters who don’t necessarily agree but don’t want to argue or alienate), so let’s presume that the vote came down to 27 for, 26 against.

And that’s not counting the members who decided to vote in favor of the gender-neutral thing because they’re mice, and that it seemed safer to go along than to face challenges.

It was announced at the meeting that LAFCA had 60 members before the vote, and that a new admission made the tally 61.

I’m told that even discussing the gender-neutral vote appeared to alarm the apparatchiks. The topic of “nonbinary”-identified people is considered part and parcel of the larger discussion of LGBTQ rights — a zero-sum discussion.

Not incompatible: (a) gay couples and their families being entitled to equal protection under the law and (b) women being entitled to the dignity of acting categories which recognize that sex is an essential component of performance, and are therefore worthy of separate recognition.

Let’s imagine that a LAFCA member who doesn’t favor gender-neutral acting awards had spelled out his/her reasons for being against it. What would they say? How would they make their case?

The main argument, I would think, is that gender-neutral awards are arguably anti-woman.

Boiled down, the LAFCA system wasn’t broke so why the hell did the apparatchicks insist on “fixing” it? I’ll tell you why. Because wokeism is a cult and a newfound religion, and it’s believed that people who don’t parrot and follow the wokester line are on the wrong side of history. Kind of the same philosophy shared by Tom Courtenay‘s “Strelnikov”, the supporting character in David Lean‘s Dr. Zhivago.

A LAFCA member with senior standing: “I didn’t attend the meeting because I completely disagreed about their decision to revamp the acting awards by doing away with gender distinctions.”

Stand Up and Cheer?

In my book it’s a good thing — a very, very good thing — that Halloween Kills has come up about $10M short in weekend projections. This is almost certainly due to the fact that it’s streaming day-and-date as we speak. But at the same time you can’t tell me that the quality of a film earning a C+ Cinemascore grade didn’t have something to do with this. Yes, Kills will be profitable but at least some hurt has registered in some corners of this industry.

Kill Bill

News flash: “Bill Murray Faces Avalanche Of New Accusations,” a 10.14 Deadline story by Tom Tapp, is basically out of the past. Because two of the “new” allegations are between 29 and 39 years old, having occured in 1983 and 1993.

On a 10.13 episode of “Good Mythical Morning“, Seth Green related how Murray got into a spat with his nine-year-old self during a 1983 taping of Saturday Night Live. It ended with Murray picking up Green by the ankles, saying “the trash goes into the trash” and dumping him into a trash can. And of course, it happened early in the Reagan administration.

Green’s story (which arrives around the 16-minute mark) is bizarre but it’s also…I don’t know how to describe it. Perversely funny by way of mock cruelty? It obviously alludes to a lack of gentle or kindly behavior on Murray’s part, but dropping a presumably mouthy, munchkin-sized, red-haired nine-year-old into a trash can…yes, Murray was being a dick (I certainly would have never done anything like this) but a big older guy dumping a precocious, Howdy Doody-sized nine-year-old into a trash can…I dunno but there’s something mildly funny about that. I don’t approve, of course, but “the trash goes into the trash”…I’m sorry but that’s a funny-cruel line.

Tapp’s Deadline story also mentions a recollection from former SNL star Rob Schneider, about how Murray conveyed an intense loathing for SNL cast members Adam Sandler and Chris Farley when he guest-hosted the show in ’93. Again — a moderately alarming story about Murray’s manner and temperament, but it happened during the second year of the Clinton administration. “The least of the hate was to me,” Schenider said. “I took great pleasure in that [Murray] hated me less, because he’s my hero.”

There’s also a rehash of the Geena Davis / Quick Change story, which happened in 1990 and is revealed in her new book, “Dying of Polteness.” Murray acted is a creepy sexual manner, she recalls.

The Lucy Liu Charle’s Angels story, which haoppened 22 or 23 years ago, is also rehashed.

There’s not much doubt that Murray has been (and possibly still is) an odd ornery cuss from time to time, but Tapp’s article has been triggered by a standard showbiz mob pile-on instinct. Get Bill, beat him up, trash him every which way, etc.