And on the other hand something that should make any serious cinema lover cringe, if not feel nauseous over.
Honestly? My first reaction when I read McClintock’s report was “goodGod.” Ikinda hate that this kind of Marvel vapidity has succeeded so overwhelmingly. But I’m not sorry that exhibitors are celebrating.
…coming from someone who feels that identity issues are truly annoying distractions, primarily in terms of Oscar campaigning but also, particularly right now, in the political arena.
But despite certain misgivings about Kamala Harris and despite my anger about droolin’ Joe Biden having robbed Democrats of an opportunity to choose a presidential candidate through a primary system, it hit me yesterday that the idea of this country electing, for the first time in history, not only a woman but one with an African-Jamaican and Indian heritage to serve as U.S. President…I think that this kind of historic decision will be a truly excellent thing from a certain metaphorical vantage point.
And so I hope it happens. It’ll be good for the country’s spirit and soul. The Harris candidacy is more or less on the same historical footing as Barack Obama‘s in ’08, Bill Clinton‘s in ’92 and JFK‘S in ’60.
In short and not because this “means” anything in particular (even though it sorta kinda does), Hollywood Elsewhere endorses Kamala Harris for the presidency. Not without qualms or doubts or trepidations but what the hell…in for a penny, in for a pound. Make it happen, make it real, push it through.
Alternateanswer: Technically yes but not so you’d notice.
Thirdanswer: Okay, she’s “black” but mainly exudes a daughter-of-India appearance…nice Coppertone tan, button nose, thick dark hair, friendly dark eyes. Nothing, in short, that really says woman of half-African descent..,she’s certainly no Whoopi Goldberg or Michelle Obama. She’s not even Gugu Mbatha-Raw.
“Not happening…way too laid back…zero narrative urgency,” I was muttering from the get-go. Basically the sixth episode of White Lotus Thai SERIOUSLY disappoints. Puttering around, way too slow. Things inch along but it’s all “woozy guilty lying aftermath to the big party night” stuff. Glacial pace…waiting, waiting. I was told...
I finally saw Walter Salles' I'm Still Here two days ago in Ojai. It's obviously an absorbing, very well-crafted, fact-based poltical drama, and yes, Fernanda Torres carries the whole thing on her shoulders. Superb actress. Fully deserving of her Best Actress nomination. But as good as it basically is...
After three-plus-years of delay and fiddling around, Bernard McMahon's Becoming Led Zeppelin, an obsequious 2021 doc about the early glory days of arguably the greatest metal-rock band of all time, is opening in IMAX today in roughly 200 theaters. Sony Pictures Classics is distributing. All I can say is, it...
To my great surprise and delight, Christy Hall's Daddio, which I was remiss in not seeing during last year's Telluride Film Festival, is a truly first-rate two-hander -- a pure-dialogue, character-revealing, heart-to-heart talkfest that knows what it's doing and ends sublimely. Yes, it all happens inside a Yellow Cab on...
7:45 pm: Okay, the initial light-hearted section (repartee, wedding, hospital, afterlife Joey Pants, healthy diet) was enjoyable, but Jesus, when and how did Martin Lawrence become Oliver Hardy? He’s funny in that bug-eyed, space-cadet way… 7:55 pm: And now it’s all cartel bad guys, ice-cold vibes, hard bullets, bad business,...