After The Nicole

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Kidman Tribute Friendo Commentary: “Nicole specifically named and thanked each and every director she’s ever worked with, and reminded the audience of her directors who’ve passed, including Sydney Pollack and Anthony Minghella.

“Thoughts from Meryl Streep and fellow Aussie Naomi Watts were exceptionally moving. Ditto a confessional from her husband, Keith Urban.

“‘Four months into our marriage, I’m in rehab for three months,’ Urban said, addressing Kidman and their two teenage daughters, who joined her on the red carpet for the first time. ‘Nic pushed [away] every negative voice, I’m sure even some of her own, and she chose love. And here we are 18 years later.’

“Cate Blanchett and Hugh Jackman tried a comedy routine via a prerecorded Zoom link with Jimmy Kimmel, but it was baffling and didn’t really come off.

“The audience seemed surprised that Mike Myers was an on-stage praiser of Nicole. His connection was never explained. But overall it was a room full of love and tributes, lapped up by a Hollywood-centric crowd seated at tables in the same theatre where the Academy Awards are presented.

“There was a Sunset Tower Hotel after-party that went on till the wee hours.

“AFI had sold tickets to Nicole’s fans from outside the business, and they filled the second-level balcony seats and got to watch the in crowd eating and drinking and toasting their Queen for the night.”

What’s Happened to the Neck-and-Neck Numbers?

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If only Joe Biden had decided to represent the executive branch in a sensible, forward-looking but moderately liberal way…if only he’d said “the woke stuff is fine and good, more power to them, but I’m trying to see to the interests of all the various groups that constitute this great nation of ours and not just the progressive wackos, and so I’m going to be a JFK-style, left-center President.”

If he’d done that Joe would be fine right now. But of course he chose not to, and that’s why that angry, beefy, working-class guy down below…just listen. He’s furious about hearing the same big-media narrative over and over….”white guys are bad news but all hail women, POCs and LGBTQs”…that’s why he’s saying what he’s saying.

A Little RKO Action

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I came along way too late in the 20th Century to savor the storied, once-glorious atmosphere of the RKO Radio Pictures lot (Melrose and Gower), which was right next door to the still-standing Paramount lot.

My only physical, professional association with the former RKO operation (the studio having peaked between the early 1930s and late ‘50s) was my horrific three-month stint as an Entertainment Tonight employee. E.T.’s offices were located near the Gower gate, and I worked there for two or three months in the spring of ‘98.

It was absolutely the most hellish job I’ve ever had in my life, in part because I had to be at work at 5 am and in part because of the acutely political vibe under exec producer Linda Bell Blue. Everyone who worked there was “schemin’ schemin’ like a demon,” and after a while I began to daydream about shooting heroin into my veins.

HE to self during E.T. employment: “Will they fire me next month, next week…tomorrow?

“Why are people always speaking in hushed tones behind closed doors? Is the work I’m doing of any value to anyone? Will I always have to wake up at 3:45 am? Is it too late to learn a new trade?

The daily salt-mine vibe at Entertainment Tonight was the most horrifically political and terrifying I’ve ever known in my life, bar none. It was all about petty office power games and anxiety and who’s up and who’s down.

Nothing in that environment was the least bit calm or serene. Nothing was devotional. It was all about fake–performing in front of your co-workers in order to convince them that you wouldn’t say anything bad about them when they weren’t around.

Women were always conferring and plotting in their offices with the doors closed, and the subject was always other women who were huddling and plotting in their offices, etc.

I naturally wanted to keep getting paid, but half the time I wanted to stick my head in a gas oven. I was 40% upset when I was canned but 60% relieved.

Infidelity Is A Serious Matter

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From HE’s 2.25.16 review of the second season of HBO’s Togetherness:

“Never, ever confess to infidelity for any reason at any time…ever. The mere lure of infidelity is obviously a symptom of a relationship in trouble, but it always becomes a live ingredient once it’s acted upon.

“However enticing an exra-maritakl affair might seem, it’s really better to not go there. But if you do, take it fucking seriously. Becasue infidelity always makes things worse for a relationship that isn’t working all that well to begin with.

“Being honest with a wife/husband about cheating is like shoving a knife in their ribs, and if you love your partner/spouse you should never, ever do that. Unless you’re a sadist of some kind. You cheated once or twice? Hold that shit in and keep it there — live with it.

“You’re engaged in a full-on, emotionally entangled affair? Sooner or later your relationship will suffer as a result, but if you’re going to climb up on that high board and do that swan dive, do it like a pro. Either become an East German double agent in the early ’60s or don’t go there at all. Man up and show consideration for the feelings of your significant other by — hello? — protecting them from the hurt. Or, you know, from your selfishness or whatever the hell you want to call it.

“It’s your action. Don’t lay it on them. Keep it inside and grow a tumor if necessary, but bundle it up and keep it in a box. If you’re going to cheat, show a little decency.”

Remember How Great This Was?

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My first viewing of Tom Tykwer‘s Run Lola Run happened roughly 25 years ago, and man, it gave me such a huge rush…pure mainlined cinematic ecstasy. Live action plus animation…brilliant! I felt so aroused it actually made me want to visit Berlin and maybe even live there for a while. I wound up hanging there two or three times between ’09 and ’10 and ’11 or thereabouts.

Franka Potente‘s finest moment + Moritz Bleibtreu, Herbert Knaup, Joachim Król, Nina Petri, etc.

Sony Pictures Classics will be re-releasing Lola theatrically on 6.7.24, boasting a new 4K restoration and a subsequent Bluray down the road. I could have asked for a link, but instead I’ll be catching a Manhattan screening a few days hence.

Kidman’s Big Night

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How many films has Nicole Kidman starred or costarred in over the last 35 years, or since her big debut in Phillip Noyce‘s Dead Calm (’89)?

She’s being AFI-tributed this evening, and given the fact that she’s shown excellent taste in choosing roles it’s hard to post a list of the very best as most of her films have been at the very least commendable or pretty good, and many have been very good or excellent.

She’s made very few stinkers or letdowns, which number about 12 by my yardstick — Far and Away, Practical Magic, The Stepford Wives, Bewitched, Fur, The Golden Compass, Nine, Stoker, Australia, Grace of Monaco, Destroyer and The Goldfinch.

A roster of Kidman’s finest films would have to include the following 15 — To Die For, Billy Bathgate, Eyes Wide Shut, Birthday Girl, Moulin Rouge, The Others, The Hours, Dogville, The Human Stain, Ranbit Hole, Birth, The Interpreter, The Family Fang, Bombshell, Being the Ricardos and The Northman (16).

I’m surely leaving a few out, but to me these are the gold-standard keepers.

#MeToo Is Over Six Years Old Now

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…and except for the music industry, the entire culture has been put on alert and has adapted to the new militant mindset, which is basically (1) don’t fuck with women, (2) women will boil your ass if you step out of line, and (3) women are gaining considerable power so watch out.

One of the offshoots, however, is that younger males are feeling diminished, partly or largely due to their own lethargy over being elbowed aside and largely degraded if not tossed on the slag heap.

Every time I see or read about an attractive, accomplished, dynamic-looking woman in her 20s, 30s or 40s, I automatically presume she’s (a) on iffy or shaky ground with her significant straight-male other and/or (b) not all that interested in relationships with young straight guys…I presume that she’s fairly tough, resourceful and independent, which often means single mom or possibly bi or gay or divorced or at the very least self-supporting, and also at the very least skeptical of relationships with younger to thirtysomething guys, partly because younger guys aren’t doing as well and are certainly less stable.

Leaving aside the triumphant feminist strides in all the major social arenas (which everyone applauds), this is a major psychological offshoot of the #MeToo revolution — i.e., a consensus view that younger guys are generally immature assholes or worse, and therefore need to be diminished if not marginalized because they’re probably more trouble than they’re worth.

Which they may well be. I’m not a young guy and don’t hang out with them as a rule — a know a few young guys but the only ones I know well are my two sons

Remember that 1972 John Lennon song, “Woman is The [N-word] of the World“? Different world, man…52 years ago. Start by replacing “woman” with “young straight white dudes”.

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And The HE Community Says…?

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I guess I’m so accustomed to movies being overlong or needlessly extended that I didn’t even mention the length of Challengers in my 4.16 review. Would I have preferred a 110-minute cut? Or, as Schrader suggests, 100? I only know I didn’t feel oppressed by the 131.