As explained this morning by Slashfilm’s Russ Fischer, a guy named Jeff Desom “built a sort of 3D digital model of the apartment courtyard from Alfred Hitchcock‘s Rear Window, and then composited all the events seen from the window of Jimmy Stewart‘s apartment during the film into a single shot.” But that horrible music Desom chose makes it painful to sit through.
Yesterday morning Sasha Stone, Phil Contrino and I kicked around last weekend’s box-office, Titanic 3D, The Hunger Games, next weekend’s openers, etc. Sasha actually believes that the enormous success of The Hunger Games, an unrelievedly mediocre film, might result in a Best Picture nomination, and that excluding it from consideration will be an affirmation of 62 year-old Academy white-guy values. Here’s a stand-alone mp3 link.
Male immaturity = guys going through the superficial motions of adulthood but essentially acting like they’re 16 or 17. Par for the course. But a guy holding onto a teddy bear? Wahlberg makes a great film like The Fighter and it’s exhilarating, and then he shows up in his recent paycheck films (The Other Guys, Contraband, Ted) and it’s like “this is the best you could do?”
I’ll be attending Cinemacon 2012 for four days and nights. Arrive Monday, 4.23 and check out on Friday morning, 4.27. Big-studio splash, early screenings, product reels, personal appearances, etc. Got a good four-night deal at the Hard Rock for only $278. Southwest RT is only $160. $440 so far…maybe another $250 for food, cabs & knick-knacks. No gambling, drinking or comfort of strangers.
“What if you just used the found footage gimmick during the scary parts?,” Badass Digest‘s Devin Faraciwrote on 3.20. “That’s what Eduardo Sanchez, co-director of The Blair Witch Project, does with Lovely Molly. The main character (Gretchen Lodge) is haunted by (or thinks she is haunted by) a malevolent spirit. Whenever the spirit approaches she picks up the camera and we go from a standard narrative to a first-person-camera POV. It’s effective.
“Lovely Molly is a decent film, but what really intrigued me was the way the found footage aesthetic — including night vision — was integrated into a traditional narrative feature. In some ways this only highlights the gimmick nature of first person POV, but so what? This aesthetic is a gimmick — sometimes an effective one, but one nonetheless.
“The film is structured in a way that makes you guess whether Molly really is haunted or whether she’s relapsing into drugs and a paranoid state. It all hinges on Lodge’s performance, and I found her magnetic and intriguing, so it worked for me.”
An email from Down Under’s Mark Sheridan reads as follows: “I saw your blog briefly on Australian TV yesterday [in a piece about] a US news story about the backlash against Jennifer Lawrence‘s body shape in The Hunger Games. They used your ‘big-boned lady‘ quote from your review of the film.”
I’ve tried re-posting what I actually said and meant and nobody cares. What should I do, just give up and plead guilty? I merely said that Lawrence doesn’t have a toothpick frame (which is obvious) and that she’s physically bigger than costar Josh Hutcherson (which ahe absolutely is). You know what? To hell with it. Once these simplistic stories take off nobody wants to read the original — they just accept the copied quotes and ignore the source.
Yesterday Chicago Sun Times columnist Bill Zwecker passed along Lawrence’s alleged reaction to certain comments about her physique, which came to him second-hand:
“A source close to the actress told me Sunday that the Oscar nominee had a sarcastic reaction to some of the critics,” he wrote. “‘This is hilarious,’ Lawrence has allegedly said. ‘First, people say how so many actresses in Hollywood look anorexic, and now they are criticizing me for looking normal.’ She reportedly added that overly thin body images ‘are too often adopted by young girls and women — thanks to what they are constantly being shown as being attractive.'”
In a related development, Kate Winslet (once allegedly referred to as “Kate weighs-a-lot” during her youth in the mid ’90s) has said that Leonardo DiCaprio has gotten “fatter” since they made Titanic 15 years ago.
Forget narratives, Movie Godz, Derek Cianfrance, Funny or Die…staff meeting videos are everything, all of it…the finality and totality. Miles Fisher, the Tom Cruise-like agency honcho, is really good. Directed by Dave Green, written by Henry Gayden, produced by Ryan Hendricks.
David Lynch‘s Crazy Clown Time is…what is it? Definitely about young bouncy breasts in a dark backyard. Angsty metallic garage band sounds. Whose back yard? Those wood beams slamming into barbage cans…aaah, man! Big barbecue flames. Two blondes and a brunette. Floundering. Crazy Clown Time album out now.
A Cannes Film Festival blogger is claiming to have glimpsed a rundown of the 2012 official competition slate, and has posted the list. Take with a grain of salt, etc., but these selections seem real, make sense.
[Text capture courtesy of Sasha Stone]: “Une indiscretion a brievement filtre sur le site officiel du Festival de Cannes avant d’etre retiree en hate : la liste OFFICIELLE des films qui seront presentes en competition. La selection ne devait etre annoncee que le 19 avril:
“Voici donc les titres en competition (24 au lieu de 20 l’an dernier) en totale avant-premiere meme si nous attendrons la conference de presse le 19 avril pour avoir confirmation.”
“I consider Comic-Con, the annual San Diego geek festival, an insidious and reductive force in pop culture,” writesMarshall Fine. “[And] I am aggressively opposed to the mentality that has turned Comic-Con into the force that seems to guide Hollywood. But I had a super time watching ‘s Comic-Con Episode IV: A Fan’s Hope.”
“I came out vastly entertained, admiring all over again the intelligence and humanity with which Spurlock imbues each of his films. He’s a filmmaker who always has a unique angle, a different take, a sense of compassion and wit — all of which make Comic-Con” an insightful and just plain surprising documentary.
“It’s not that Spurlock isn’t out to show the massive weirdness and frothing fanboy gush that Comic-Con is. He does — in spades. But he also wants to show the diversity and dedication of the [faithful].
“The only thing missing is the downside…[the fact that ComicCon] has polluted the movie industry, turning the studios into factories manufacturing mindless comic-book, action and horror movies in pursuit of a narrow demographic. The studios’ slavish attention to the Comic-Con audience has caused any number of misfires, movies that killed at Comic-Con and died in the marketplace.”
I watched last night’s Mad Men episode (i.e., fat Betty might have cancer…whoops, false alarm) and heard Don Draper say that the Rolling Stones did a commercial “for cereal in England…three years ago” (i.e., 1963). Until this morning, I never knew it was actually true.
“Wake up in the morning, holy fuck this ad sucks. Wake up in the morning, Mick Jagger‘s such a schmuck. Wake up in the morning, this should have ended the Stones’ careers. Wake up in the morning, Rice Krispies can suck a dick.”
“I just lost all respect for the Stones. Damn you, Mad Men!”
“I always knew they were fucking idiots, but this proves it. At least other pop stars do ads for beer or cars. These guys do it for rice filled with air at $5 per pound. You can buy steak for that.”