FriendotoHE: “3000YearsofLonging is a weird, strange, $60M art film with bits of Terry Gilliam tossed in. Too slow for the Joe and Jane Popcorn crowd. Some great art direction, costumes and visual FX but not for the mainstream. George Miller’s most self-indulgent film to date.”
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…but it’s okay. It’s certainly a traditional-seeming, sparkly-sprinkly, old-mixed-with-new Tom Hanks-Robert Zemeckis-Ewan McGregor-Cynthia Erivo mish-mash of the basic elements. Disney+ on 9.8.
In this order: Phantom of the Paradise, Carrie, Sisters, Scarface, Greetings, Hi Mom!. Phantom tops the list because of Gerrit Graham‘s madhouse performance as “Beef.”
I’m very pleased that German actress Nina Hoss is playing the girlfriend or wife of Cate Blanchett‘s Berlin-residing conductor.
I’ve visited Berlin three or four times, and could go there each and every year for the rest of my life. I don’t approve of zoos, but I love the Berlin zoological garden. Kantstrasse is my favorite boulevard. Zoo Palast is still my favorite Berlin movie theatre. My favorite neighborhoods are Kreuzberg and Charlottenberg.
…stems from the fertile mind and affable personality of Steverino…seasoned perspectives and candid confessions by an exceptionally intelligent fellow who’d been around the block and then some…it’s pure music to me. I could listen to him all day and into the night.
Allen’s subject is mostly about how wealthy, career-obsessed patents (like himself) tended to screw their kids up, but also about how and why boomers (i.e., easily the greediest, most selfish and most generally destructive generation in American history) turned out the way they did.
Sometime around ’92 or ’93 I had a brief chat with Allen, whom I’d long worshipped for his ’50s and ’60s hot streak as the original Tonight Show host (’54 to ’56 — three years), the Sunday night Steve Allen Show on NBC, and the Hollywood-based, Westinghouse-produced Steve Allen Show.
Not to mention his having written more than 50 books plus his prowess as a composer-songwriter (over 8000 tunes). Easily the brightest guy of that generation (i.e., my dad’s) I’d ever spoken to.
My face-time session happened at the House of Blues. We only spoke for 15 minutes or so, but it was electric. (For me at least.). As I was thanking him and saying farewell I cried “schmock! schmock!” Allen laughed, patted me on the shoulder. [Originally posted on 6.23.19.]
“May the days be aimless. Let the seasons drift. Do not advance the action according to a plan.” — Don DeLillopassage from “White Noise,” published on 1.21.85.
The ’80s-set White Noise appears to be another brainy, quirky Noah Baumbach family flick a la Squid and the Whale. Whipsmart parents, precocious kids, a shattering event of some kind…”I want to know how scared I should be.”
I’m half scared and half fascinated by Greta Gerwig‘s’80s hair….that much I do know. Adam Driver‘s older-guy look (heavier, graying hair, pot belly) is also something to talk about.
Part of me wishes my days could be aimless, that the seasons could just drift by with little consequence and that I could live my days according to no particular plan. Another part of me doesn’t trust lazybone living, which only wealthy people can afford to even speculate about in the first place.
White Noise is debuting in Venice (cool) and will open the ’22 NY Film Festival (ditto). But Telluride passed. I’mw wondering why.
I’ve always been more of a fan of DeLillo’s “Libra” (’88) than “White Noise.” No offense, but I wish that a Libra adaptation by some Michael Haneke-like director was the film about to open.
…couples were more chaste about thiskindofthing. The tendency was to refrain during day games, or even restrict such activity to homes, hotel/motel rooms, cars or beaches after sunset. Imagine the baffled responses from Mel Allen or Phil Rizzuto (“holy cow!”) or Vin Scully. Find me one film clip or anecdotal news item about such a display at Ebetts Field in the ‘50s. I’m talking about culturalcontrasts.
Until today I’d never once heard the term “funeralscreenings,” but now that I have I love it…thank you, God or fate or happenstance, for brightening my worldview.