I was awoken at 4:30 am by the sound of that snoring ape upstairs. Yes, the Hispanic Party Elephant of legend. Who sleeps in a bedroom directly above mine. His snoring is so guttural and persistent that once you’ve awakened there’s no going back to sleep. And the sound of the thonging mattress springs and the bed frame creaking and groaning for dear life when he rolls over is appalling. It’s sublime knowing I won’t have to deal with this guy (who fancies himself to be a crooner, by the way — he sings Spanish love ballads as he clomps down the stairs on his way to work) any more after 10.30.09.
The Envelope‘s Pete Hammond reported last night that Sacha Gervasi‘s Anvil!: The Story of Anvil has become the first 2009 film to be mass-mailed to the nearly 6000-person Academy membership. The Anvil! team has been hustling hard since last spring, and this shows they haven’t relented. It also seems that a belief in Anvil! being one of the best docs of the year has gradually sunk in…even if Hammond himself is still skeptical.
Anvil’s Rob Reiner, “Lips” Kudlow.
“This little, virtually self-distributed underdog documentary, about a couple of underdog fiftysomething heavy-metal rockers forced to work at menial day jobs while never giving up on their longshot musical dreams, is now a (way) underdog contender for Oscars,” he says.
I was met with some skepticism last April when I asked how can Anvil! “not wind up being nominated for Best Feature Documentary Oscar? It’s got heart. It’s about over-the-hill, down-on-their-luck artists getting their groove back. It’s well made, it’s connecting with audiences, it’s funny, it’s lowbrow-highbrow. How can Academy’s doc committee ignore it?”
Being the first screener sent out “is a nice distinction,” Hammond allows, “and giving voters plenty of time to see it has resulted in good nomination luck for the likes of Little Miss Sunshine, Junebug and last year’s Frozen River, among others.
“But Anvil? When the film debuted at the 2008 Sundance Film Festival, they couldn’t get arrested, so the filmmakers and the band initially released it themselves (with the key help of Richard Abramowitz’s distribution company, Abramorama). Now look at them.”
I kind of thought that The Hurt Locker might be the first screener out of the gate. But you know Summit.
Last Wednesday the heavy-metal group “made their movie debut on the set of fan and director Michel Gondry’s big-budget flick The Green Hornet, filming a cameo where they (literally) explode playing in a rock club,” Hammond reports. “Thursday night they appeared at a screening/q & a at the WGA Theatre in Beverly Hills moderated by Oscar-winning screenwriter Steven Zaillian and ‘hosted’ by such academy members as Gondry, Tilda Swinton and Catherine Keener (who hosted a party for them as well earlier in the week). Now on Friday, their little-movie-that-could should be in most Academy voters’ mailboxes.
“Perhaps the drive to get the film out now to every Oscar voter is partially due to the film’s overwhelming critical support. It currently stands at 98% fresh on Rotten Tomatoes, easily of the highest ratings of the year.”
But the main reason people like the film so much, as I put it last April, is that “everything about Anvil! says that life can be fair, second chances are possible, and while not every loser or also-ranner bounces back, these guys sure did.”
The Nobel Committee stunned a lot of people earlier today by giving its annual peace prize to Barack Obama “‘for his extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples’ less than nine months after he took office.” In short, for being a symbol of profound change, for giving people a generalized sense of hope and for reaching out to Muslims with his Cairo speech. But what is so peaceful and noble about digging America into the swamp of Afghanistan just as surely as Lyndon Johnson goaded this country into Vietnam in the mid ’60s?
Walter Gibbs and Alan Cowell‘s 10.9 N.Y. Times story says that “with American forces deployed in Iraq and Afghanistan, President Obama’s name had not figured in speculation about the winner until minutes before the prize was announced here.
“Reporters at a news conference to announce the prize pressed the committee’s chairman, Thorbjorn Jagland, to explain the reasons Mr. Obama had prevailed over other candidates who included human rights activists in China and Afghanistan and political figures in Africa.
“Specifically, reporters asked whether Mr. Obama might not become mired in a war in Afghanistan as Lyndon B. Johnson was in Vietnam.
“But the committee said it wanted to enhance Mr. Obama’s diplomatic efforts so far rather than anticipate events in the future. Mr. Jagland, a former prime minister of Norway, said that Mr. Obama had already contributed enough to world diplomacy and understanding to deserve the prize.
“As to whether the prize was given too early in Mr. Obama’s presidency, he said: ‘We are not awarding the prize for what may happen in the future but for what he has done in the previous year. We would hope this will enhance what he is trying to do.'”
Jason Reitman‘s Up In The Air “certainly deserves a best-picture nomination, and Oscar voters will know it,” says The Wrap‘s Steve Pond in a 10.8 posting. “At the moment I’d say it’s the closest thing we’ve got to The One to Beat.”
“When Juno was up for the top prize, Reitman also got a nod for best director; this time around, he should easily do the same. (It won’t hurt that he may be the nicest guy on the awards circuit these days.) George Clooney‘s an obvious best-actor contender, and on the supporting-actress front the only real question is whether the nominations will go to Vera Farmiga, Anna Kendrick, or both of them. (I’d opt for the pitch-perfect Farmiga, though Kendrick has the flashier role.) And you might as well throw in music and a few other categories.”
Yesterday The Envelope‘s Pete Hammond wrote “there’s a good chance the best animated feature category could jump from three to five nominees for the first time since 2002, the only year to feature more than three contenders since [the category] was created in 2001.” The top three, he says, are Coraline, Ponyo and Up, but you could expand it to five by only selecting two from the following: Mary and Max, Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs, Monsters Vs. Aliens, Planet 51, A Christmas Carol, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs or Wes Anderson‘s The Fantastic Mr. Fox.
Three hours ago Rope of Silicon‘s Brad Brevet reported that Rob Marshall‘s Nine has been officially bumped from the currently slated release date of 11.29 to a limited 12.18 release in New York and Los Angeles and will then wide on 12.25. I wrote Weinstein Co. reps about this and haven’t heard back. I just checked the trades and the key sites (MCN, Nikki Finke, The Wrap, In Contention, Movieline, Awards Daily, Indiewire, New York Vulture, The Playlist) and no one’s running with it.
We all know how trailers can flim-flam, but you have to admit that this one for Terry Gilliam‘s The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus (Sony Classics, 12.25) makes it look fairly rich and mad (i.e., the work of a gifted madman) and shimmering and splendorific. It even makes Johnny Depp and Colin Farrell‘s substituting-for-Heath thing seem to more or less merge with the whole.
I don’t get the bird-flock metaphor. God’s creatures flying up toward heaven and…is that it? Which gives us the idea that the little girl is running to some sort of heavenly fate except she can’t fly…right? You do get a spiritual vibe from it (especially from the slogan), but it doesn’t quite come together. A bit of a “hmmm” thing. Maybe this is just a teaser poster? (In Contention‘s Kris Tapley wondered the same thing.)
I don’t exactly live under a rock, and yet somehow the news of the death of journalist Shari Roman, which happened on 9/13 (or right smack dab in the middle of the Toronto Film Festival), eluded me until I read this 10.4 Indiewire report by Scott Macaulay. An excellent lady. Sharp, friendly, always inquisitive. I first met her at a Los Angeles Entertainment Weekly pitch meeting in ’92 or thereabouts. Macaulay’s story doesn’t say what took her; only that it was a “short illness.” Very sorry.
Shari Roman
“We must reform a system that lets my father get better care than yours does, or better care than Mike’s daughter does, because by the accident of life I make more money than he does, or my checkbook can hold out longer than his does, or yours does, as the bills come endlessly like some evil version of the enchanted water buckets in Fantasia.
“The resources exist for your father and mine to get the same treatment to have the same chance and to both not have to lie there worried about whether or not they can afford to live!
“Afford to live? Are we at that point? Are we so heartless that we let the rich live and the poor die and everybody in between become wracked with fear — fear not of disease but of Deductibles? Right now, right now, somebody’s father is dying because they don’t have that dollar to spend. And the means by which the playing field is leveled, and the costs that are just as inflated to me as they are to you are reduced, and the money that I don’t have to spend any more on saving my father can go instead to saving your father. That’s called health care reform!”
As a lifelong fan of Ian Dury and the Blockheads’ “Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick“, which came out in ’79 or ’80, I’m naturally keen on seeing Sex & Drugs & Rock ‘n’ Roll, a British-made biopic with Andy Serkis as Dury. Directed by Mat Whitecross from a screenplay by Paul Viragh, it’ll probably turn up in Cannes next May…although one can always hope for Sundance ’10.
Andy Serkis (I think) as Ian Dury in Sex & Drugs & Rock ‘n’ Roll.
If you’ve never heard “Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick”, please give it a listen.
I’m actually going to try to speak to Whitecross or Viragh during next week’s Fantastic Mr. Fox London press-junket visit. If they’re around, I obviously mean. (As well as try to see Michael Caine‘s Harry Brown, which opens in London next month but which I missed at last month’s Toronto Film Festival.)
Serkis’s costars include Naomie Harris, Ray Winstone, Olivia Williams, Bill Milner, Toby Jones, Noel Clarke and Mackenzie Crool.
Financed by Prescience, Aegis, the UK Film Council and Lip Sync, worldwide sales are being handled by Odyssey Entertainment.
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