Except for the fact that Tom Cruise refuses to sculpt his hair with Crew (fiber or grooming cream), much less use hair spray. And I can’t say I’m much of a fan of that rosey champagne-colored golf shirt, and particularly his decision to wear it wide open.
Day: July 15, 2023
The Sitting-Down Bulky Guy
The last time I saw Ving Rhames on his feet and actually walking was in Pulp Fiction (’94), or a little more than 29 years ago. I’m speaking of the scene in which Rhames’ Marsellus Wallace is walking across a street in some godforsaken L.A. suburb (Hawthorne?) and happens to spot Bruce Willis‘s Butch Coolidge behind the wheel of his shitty car, etc. Two years later Rhames gave his first performance as Luther Stickell in Brian DePalma and Tom Cruise‘s Mission: Impossible (’96), and has been with the franchise ever since.
I’m not saying Rhames hasn’t been been seen on his feet or walking in his other film roles (Dave, Striptease, Con Air, Out of Sight, Entrapment, Bringing Out the Dead, Dawn of the Dead, I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry). but I don’t remember any of them. (Sorry.) All I can recall about Rhames is that he’s always sitting on his ass.
“Can’t Hate It If They Don’t Understand It.” — Christopher Nolan
Best Screen Rant pitch meeting video of all time….seriously. Two years old, and I’ve only just watched it.
Awkward Instant
And the first animal is jettisoned.
I’m sorry but as much as I wanted Farahani Edit’s mostly-pink Barbenheimer-and-Nazis trailer to delight and transport, it doesn’t. It stops and starts and the sound drops out a couple of times. Fatal errors!
HE Prefers Obama-Era Greta Gerwig to Present Incarnation
I still haven’t seen Barbie, of course, but being reminded yesterday of Greta Gerwig’s co-authoring of Disney’s seemingly woke-as-fuck Snow White bummed me out. This plus her reported interest in directing a Chronicles of Narnia film and her apparent general leanings as a writer-director since 2019’s Little Women, which seemed to signal an ardently feminist chapter…a proverbial turning of the page as she began to swim in a politically ideological stream…
Gerwig is obviously an inventive and visually exacting filmmaker, but I’m less taken with the incarnation that has come to be seen, felt and heard over the last four or five years than who she seemed to be (and with whom I fraternized two or three times) during her Obama-era output…her Greenberg, Frances Ha, Mistress America and Lady Bird period (2010 to 2017) when she was radiating a curiously appealing take on 21st Century life…truly imaginative and wonderfully peculiar…among the most idiosyncratic and organically rooted creative minds out there.
“Antonioni Gerwig,” posted almost exactly ten years ago:
