Harry Lighton’s “The De-Shining”
When it comes it graphically in-your-face gay cinema and Pillion in particular, any journo (even one in the employ of a trade publication) can talk about anything.
In some instances the point isn’t to offer police-blotter information or sage analysis but to (ahem) arouse.
I’ll restrict myself to the R-rated version, thanks.


If and when a hetero romantic drama with semi-graphic or near-porny depictions of whatever were to be made (such films were allowed in the ‘60s, ‘70s and ‘80s but are verboten today —- there are certainly no straight Pillion-type flicks), trade reporters would be discouraged from offering any sort of commentary, and would certainly be instructed to avoid descriptions of a woman having a “radiant post-coital face.”
There Are No Wrong Opinions
Unless you’re dismissing or otherwise putting down Alfred Hitchcock’s Notorious. In which case you’re a bit of a ding-dong…no offense.






And what kind of name, by the way, is “Greyzi Malone”? What kind of discerning human being posts nothing but cat and dog photos on their Facebook profile page?



Murdoch Tabloid Flick Could Liven Things Up in Cannes
Will Danny Boyle‘s Ink, a saga of the launch of Rupert Murdoch‘s The Sun and the hungry, tawdry beginnings of his British tabloid empire, wind up being the tastiest big-city journalism drama since Tom McCarthy‘s Oscar-winning Spotlight (’15)?
Who knows and maybe not, but Ink sure sounds like a rough and tumble serving of some sort…a “this is how Murdoch coarsened journalistic standards while launching the British tabloid industry 57 years ago” thing…a nervy romp that may or may not resemble the story of how Charles Foster Kane‘s unscrupulous New York Inquirer got started, but maybe a bit of this.
Guy Pearce plays the 38-year-old Murdoch, but the principal star appears to be Jack O’Connell (Sinners), who portrays go-getter journalist-editor Larry Lamb, whom Murdoch hired to be The Sun‘s editor in 1969. Claire Foy plays the opportunistic, tabloid-minded Joyce Hopkirk.
I’m mentioning Ink because Thomas Gastaldi‘s Wask.fr, which Jordan Ruimy regards as the best Cannes prediction website around, today included Boyle’s film. The film is based upon James Graham‘s 2017 stage play of the same name. (Graham adapted his play for the screen.) Pic was directed and co-produced by Boyle, and produced by StudioCanal, Media Res and House Productions.
I have my doubts that Ink will be ready for Cannes, given that Boyle began principal photography only last October or five months ago. It probably wrapped sometime in December. Cutting it together into the best version it could be in just three months’ time (January, February, March) sounds like a tall order. Cannes topper Thierry Fremaux would have to see it within the next two or three weeks. The odds feel slight.
I would love it nonetheless if Ink could somehow land a slot.
The Eyes Don’t Have It
I understand and accept that James Stewart was a Republican, at least after his flying and bombing service during World War II. And I accept that this native of Pennsylvania was a cornfield religious fellow as far as it went.
But the trailer for Aaron Burns‘ Jimmy, which will open on 11.6.26, indicates a vibe of hardcore patriotic conservativism that feels a bit…forced? As in a tiny bit MAGA-ish?
“Based on the untold true story of Jimmy Stewart”? Untold in what sense? I’ve been reading about Stewart’s war saga, chapter and verse, for decades.
For me the most stirring aspect of Stewart’s creative life was how his WWII experience not only toughened him up but prompted him to explore life’s dark inner recesses. The sardonic, romantically foolhardy Philadelphia Story guy grew into Vertigo‘s haunted Scotty Ferguson.
The problem is that the blue-eyed Stewart is being portrayed by KJ Apa, whose natural eyes (color contacts look false) are a deep Samon brown**.
** KJ Apa’s father is Samoan and a matai (chief) of his village in Samoa; his mother is a European New Zealander.
“That’s Too Bad”?
Donald Trump to Daily Mail about today’s revelation about Bryon “super big boobs” Noem, who’s still technically married to ex-DHS chief Kristi Noem:
“They confirmed it? Wow…well, I feel badly for the family if that’s the case. That’s too bad. I haven’t seen anything. I don’t know anything about it. That’s too bad, but I just know nothing about it.”
Wiki exceprt: “Kristi and Bryon Noem were married in 1992 in Watertown, South Dakota. They have three children. In 2011, when Noem was elected to Ciongress and moved to Washington, her family continued to live on a ranch near Castlewood, S.D. Noem is a Protestant. Her family has attended a Foursquare Church in Watertown.”


I Thought It Was Just Me
HE comment, posted on 12.16.23: “I don’t want to say that Keoghan’s bee-stung nose is the mark of Satan, but there’s something gargoyle-ish about this guy.
“Saltburn is what sold me on this notion.
“Warlock eyes, bulbous nose…a leprechaun from hell with a sizable schlong. He’s a figure from a Heironymous Bosch painting. His portrait could be hanging in Roman and Minnie Castevet’s living room.”

AI sez: The term “bee-stung nose” in relation to Barry Keoghan refers to a recurring, subjective observation from some viewers and critics regarding the unique shape of his nose, which some perceive as having a swollen or flared appearance, particularly in roles like Saltburn. This description is often used to describe his distinct facial features.
Public Observation: Various commentators have noted the distinct appearance of his nose, with some online chatter humorously or critically describing it as a “bee-stung” look.
Facial Features: While some viewers have described it as a “hot take” or a specific “ick,” it is a frequently mentioned observation of his appearance, especially in 2023 and 2024 discussions surrounding his film roles.
Physical Incidents: It is important to note that Keoghan was reported to have suffered serious facial injuries in an assault in 2021, though this is not specifically linked to the “bee-stung” observation.
Note: The phrase “bee-stung” is typically used to describe full lips, but in this context, it is being applied by commentators to the shape of his nose.
Dear God…Again? Stretched Over Ten Episodes?
The deranged and demonic Max Cady has been terrorizing the same Georgia-residing, three-unit family for 64 years now…
The opener was J. Lee Thompson‘s 1962 thriller with Gregory Peck and Robert Mitchum, the second was Martin Scorsese‘s 1991 version that costarred Nick Nolte and Robert DeNiro, and now a third effort in a 10-episode, Apple TV miniseries costarring Patrick Wilson, Amy Adams and Javier Bardem as Max.
Exec produced by Martin Scorsese, Steven Spielberg, Nick Antosca, Alex Hedlund, Darryl Frank, Justin Falvey, Morten Tyldum, Bardem and Adams…paychecks all around!
Ruimy’s Latest Cannes Tally
These ten plus Pawel Pawlikowski‘s Fatherland (formerly 1949) for a grand total of 11. With the possible exception or inclusion of James Gray‘s Paper Tiger, you can forget any sort of significant American presence this year.
Oh, and Jordan Ruimy’s latest projection piece says Joel Coen‘s Jack of Spades will be a no-show.
I personally would prefer it if Joel would stick to his own time and place — mid-to-late 20th Century America with smartass dialogue and noirish moods. No historical settings, no previous centuries.
It’s Cristian Mungiu, not “Cristi.” Sounds too much like Kristi Coulter.

Aquatic Hitchhiker
In the early ’80s I was the managing editor of The Film Journal, and as such was occasionally invited to long-lead screenings. The Warner guys let me see an early cut of The Shining, for example…a cut that included the famous hospital visitation scene between Barry Nelson and Shelley Duvall.
I was also invited by Team Paramount to see an early cut of Raiders of the Lost Ark, and it contained footage of Harrison Ford‘s Indiana Jones hanging on to the side of a Nazi submarine as it travels to the Aegean Sea island where the big finale occurs.
In this version Indy didn’t slip inside the sub by pretending to be a German, mind. He hung on to it like Gregory Peck‘s Captain Ahab hangs on to the scarred, harpooned white whale in Moby Dick. When the sub reaches the island the implication is that Indy rode it like a human barnacle for hundreds of miles.
Yeah, I didn’t believe it either but I saw this footage with my own two eyes.
Here’s a paragraph from a Wiki synopsis that dodges an explanation of how Jones manages to get to the island without the bad guys getting wise. Key line: “Jones covertly boards the U-boat.”







