Elizabeth Banks‘ Cocaine Bear opens on Friday, 2.24. It will press-screen on Wednesday (2.22). This in itself is telling.
Wry journo comment: “We all know it’s going to open big next weekend, but there’s no way it’s conventionally good. It could be awful in a very amusing way or just plain awful.”
Regional industry friendo: “I’ve heard it’s awful. And incredibly gory.”
In less than a month, the legendary William Shatner will celebrate his 92nd birthday. The man has been acting since the early ’50s — call it 70 years. And that’s not all he’s been doing for several decades.
According to shatnerstoupee, Shatner began wearing a hairpiece sometime between 1957 and 1958, or roughly 65 years ago. Born on 3.22.31, Shatner was somewhere between 26 and 27 when he embarked upon this follicular path. I’ve always been an admirer of well-designed wigs, and for my money Shatner’s have always looked pretty good. I just find it fascinating that he’s been toupee’d for this long…roughly 70 percent of his time on the planet earth.
HE’s favorite Shatner performances (and I haven’t chosen these to deride him — Shatner is a first-rate actor): (a) His Kirk performances in Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan (’82) and in Star Trek: The Voyage Home (’86); (b) Angie Dickinson‘s criminal lover in Big Bad Mama (’74), (c) The hysterical plane passenger in the Twilight Zone episode “Nightmare at 20,000 Feet” (’63), (d) Spencer Tracy‘s military aide in Judgment at Nuremberg (’61), and (e) the game show episode when he lost his temper for accidentally revealing an answer when he should’ve passed along a clue.
In the wake of Sunday evening’s BAFTA awards, during which All Quiet on the Western Front took seven top trophies (including Best Picture and Best Diretor) and the deeply despised Everything Everywhere All At Once was almost completely shut out (except for Best Editing)…in the wake of this gloriuous post-DGA Awards ectasy, Hollywood Elsewhere is clutching a swagger stick as it leads the uphill charge against EEAAO…Lordy, I swear we can win this!…the Charge of the Light Brigade!…half a league, half a league, half a league onward!
No slight against Elvis‘s Austin Butler, the Best Leading Actor winner, but i wish Banshees‘ Colin Farrell had won instead.
HE offers a hale and hearty “go eff yourself” to Brian Rowe for posting the following tweet:
Professional industry friendo: “All Quiet on the Western Front has mostly swept the BAFTAs with seven (7) trophies include Best Picture and Best Director. But still Netflix has failed to organize an effective screening campaign for Academy members. Which offers a stark contrast comparied to their campaigns for Glass Onion and Bardo, not to mention the blood, sweat and tears they poured into The Irishman. Whassup there? Perhaps they lost my email address, which is possible, and that’s the only reason I can work out. Because I’ve not received a single All Quiet screening invite.”