Two days ago Endeavor and the William Morris Agency finally and formally announced they’d agreed to merge. Except the name they’ve chosen to go by — William Morris Endeavor Entertainment — sounds drearily corporate, even with the strong likelihood that it’ll wind up being called WME. The problem is the sound of the name “William Morris Agency,” which carries the aura of 20th Century showbiz culture — analog, yesteryear, old times and Cadillac fins. If you were Endeavor chief Ari Emanuel would you want your agency’s name to be just tacked on to Morris’s, like the new last name of a woman who’s just gotten married in Vegas? I would have insisted on the new agency being called Endeavor Morris, or EMA.

I’ve always had a slight problem with women who speak like Sasha Grey. Women who sound basically mallish and fringe-suburban. Like they work the checkout at Gelson’s or something. Listen to Grey ask, “Do you have anything specific in mind?” and the way she pronounces the last word as a hastened two-sylllable thing — “maayeend” — as opposed to how Angelina Jolie or Faye Dunaway in Chinatown or Obama foreign-affairs aide Samantha Power or Angie Dickinson in Dressed to Kill might say it.

I’m just saying there’s an entire culture of women out there, tens of millions of them, who speak like Grey, and I for one find it enormously deflating. Because I slightly wince inside every time I hear their inflections and the way they tend to slaughter the beauty of the English language by making it sound common and coarse. Does anyone “maayeend” if I say this?

I’m speaking as a sinner myself, or at least as someone who has slightly mispronounced my own last name for decades. I’d never heard my last name pronounced properly until a British sales guy at a British Airways office in London said it during a visit in 1980 . “Wow,” I said to myself. “So that‘s how it’s pronounced. I’ve been saying it wrong my whole life. Or rather, my New Jersey accent has prevented me from making it sound as good as the guy in the British Airways office.”

Steven Soderbergh‘s The Girlfriend Experience (Magnolia, 5.22) had its big Tribeca Film Festival showing last night. It’s a superbly made film about (a) Soderbergh’s view of himself as an artist dealing with a series of “Johns,” and (b) the anxious psychological currents created by collapse of the U.S. economy in the fall of ’08. The after-party was at 675 Bar (675 Hudson, 9th Ave and 13th St.), a basement-level place that used to be an S & M bar in the ’70s and was a hospital in the Civil War days.

Tony Gilroy, Girlfriend Experience costar Mark Jacobson.

Soderbergh and Sasha Grey attended; ditto costars Glenn Kenny and Mark Jacobson. The great Tony Gilroy (Duplicity, Michael Clayton) stood near the bar for most of the evening. Extremely bright and seasoned fellow — one of the best in the industry. Great food, delicious drinks, superb film, classy crowd, beautiful women.

Outside lower Manhattan’s BMCC theatre just before the end of tonight’s Girlfriend Experience screening.

(l. to r.) Roger Friedman, Girlfriend Experience director Steven Soderbergh, Gilroy at the after-party.

Girlfriend Experience star Sasha Grey.

20th Century Fox has nailed down Oliver Stone to direct a sequel to his 1987 hit Wall Street, which was called Money Never Sleeps when Stephen Schiff wrote the original script. Variety‘s Michael Fleming says Shia LaBeouf is negotiating to join Michael Douglas, who naturally will play the legendary Gordon “greed is good” Gekko. Allan Loeb (21) is credited in Fleming’s story as the writer, but my understanding is that he’s the rewrite/reshuffle/touch-up guy. Edward R. Pressman is producing.

Quoting from my 3.8.09 piece about this: “In February’s Conde Nast Portfolio Amy Wallace wrote about last year’s decision by 20th Century Fox to rewrite Schiff’s Money Never Sleeps, an allegedly sturdy Wall Street sequel with Michael Douglas again playing Gekko. Stephen Frears (The Queen) wanted to direct Schiff’s script and everything looked good.

“But after last fall’s financial collapse Fox decided Schiff’s script ‘suddenly felt out of touch,’ according to production co-prexy Alex Young, so they hired Loeb to make it more reflective of today’s meltdown vibe.”

There are only two performances by film critics (i.e.,in which they play characters and not themselves) that I’ve really liked — Leonard Harris as Sen. Palantine in Taxi Driver, and Some Came Running‘s Glenn Kenny as a predatory porn website manager in Steven Soderbergh ‘s The Girlfriend Experience, which screens tonight at the Tribeca Film Festival. (It just hit me that I forgot to attend the round-table interviews for this earlier today — brilliant! The story of my life.)

The dirty little secret of Sony Home Video’s recently-released Nickelodeon DVD is that neither of the two versions — the original color release plus the new monochrome re-do from the hand of director Peter Bogdanovich and Sony restoration guru Grover Crisp — are very attractive.

Snap of monochrome Nickelodeon as it appears on my 42-inch plasma.

Okay, the black-and-white version looks a bit crisper and more distinctive at times, but at other times it seems a wee bit murky and shadowy. Look at any old-time black and white film and you’ll notice how carefully lit everything is; how every last detail is crisp and precise and easy to eyeball. The black-and-white Nickelodeon doesn’t have this quality. It lacks that silver-nitrate polish, and looks, in fact, like a color print that’s been adjusted down to monochrome, which is more or less what it is.

On top of which this recreation of old-time, pre-Birth of the Nation Hollywood filmmaking looks wrong in a 16 x 9 aspect ratio. Bogdanovich asked for the remastering so the film would finally be seen in black and white (which is what he originally wanted when he first made it in ’75 or thereabouts) because it seems to blend with the era. But why didn’t he also push for a 1.33 to 1 aspect ratio, which is closer to how films appeared in the early days? If Bogdanovich had been a real stickler for mood and atmosphere he would have pushed for the even-boxier aspect ratio of silent films.

He shot Nickelodeon at a much taller aspect ratio anyway with information cropped off at the top and bottom; you can tell this right away from the crammed-into-a-small-space Columbia logo at the beginning.

In Nothing But The Truth, director-writer Rod Lurie “has created female protagonists strong and self-aware enough to question sexism and hypocrisy. He’s created two of the most fascinating female movie characters to hit screens in a long while,” says Washington Post critic Ann Hornaday in a 4.28 review. “And they’ve been brought to life by two gifted actresses — Kate Beckinsale and Vera Farmiga — each working at the top of her game.

“Every once in a while, for reasons as random as a Hollywood executive’s taste or an economic meltdown, a perfectly decent movie slips through the cracks, never receives a theatrical release and is relegated to the purgatory called straight-to-DVD.

“Some worthwhile cinematic gems have experienced such a fate (see Idiocracy and SherryBaby), and today we can add another one to the list. Nothing but the Truth, a taut political thriller, takes some cues from recent events, adds a dash of over-the-top melodrama and comes up with a crafty little pretzel of a movie, given added bite thanks to careermaking performances from Beckinsale and Farmiga.

“Lurie has gotten better and better over the years, and with Nothing but the Truth he’s made the best film of his career, winching the drama steadily tighter as the notion of power and its abuse becomes more murky. He stages a shocking mid-point murder with jolting, ruthless finesse. But by far the most effective sequences of the film are those that feature Beckinsale and Farmiga going nose-to-nose as women trying (and failing) to find common ground.”

It’s my fault that Manhattan-based 20th Century Fox publicists didn’t invite me to the two Wolverine critic screenings happening today. I haven’t been aggressive enough about telling everyone I’m really and truly a Manhattanite. The first screening happened at 10 or 10:30 am; the next starts at 2 pm. I spoke to a critic who attended this morning’s showing and his initial response was (a) there’s too much Hugh Jackman and (b) it’s not as good as any of the three X-Men films (i.e., obviously including Brett Ratner‘s version).

A credible Australian critic wrote yesterday to say he’d “caught a screening of it last night here in Sydney and the bad buzz is spot-on. Clunky script, unfocused plotting, cheesy special effects and terrible production values. Nearly everything looks like a set and what doesn’t look like a set looks like CG. I thought it was Daredevil-bad — equal to or worse than X3. And I loved the first two X-Men films, especially the second one.

“Don’t get me started on the character design for Deadpool (the final villain who comes with all the mutants’ strengths and none of their weaknesses). I was really sad to see it turn out this way because I like [director] Gavin Hood, and because I think Hugh Jackman‘s great (i.e., still the best thing about the movie) and of course a lot of Aussies were involved. Anyway, not a fully formed reaction but just thought I’d pass it on.”

Senator Arlen Specter‘s switch to the Democratic party is obviously an enormous boon to President Barack Obama‘s legislative agenda. Presuming that Al Franken ‘s Minnesota Senate race victory will eventually be ratified, Specter’s vote will bring the Senate Democratic tally to 60, which will enable Dems to cold-cock any Republican filibusters that may arise in response to this or that legislative measure.

In a statement issued about 90 minutes ago, Specter said “he had concluded that his party had moved too far to the right, a fact demonstrated by the migration of 200,000 Pennsylvania Republicans to the Democratic Party,” says a N.Y. Times story that went up at 12:13 pm.

“‘I now find my political philosophy more in line with Democrats than Republicans,” Specter said, acknowledging that his decision was certain to disappoint colleagues and supporters.” Specter will run as a Democrat in the 2010 Pennsylvania Senate race, and of course there’s the matter of his health, which hasn’t been perfect. But as long as Specter is fit and voting and plugging away, this is great news for Team Obama.

“The news shocked Senate Republicans, who had been hanging on to their ability to block legislation by a thread,” the Times story said. “Senator Mitch McConnell of Kentucky, the Republican leader, called an emergency meeting of party leaders who had no forewarning of Specter’s plans.”

I didn’t see any harm last Saturday in posting that fake 18-month-old YouTube trailer (originally posted on 10.19.07) for James Cameron‘s Avatar. Especially since I was bouncing off Michael Cieply‘s 4.25 N.Y. Times piece, which explicitly stated in paragraph #7 that “neither a trailer nor even a still photo” from the forthcoming 20th Century Fox film has been made available.

In short I made no claims about the trailer’s authenticity since I thought the lack of authenticity was obvious. At the same I liked the way the trailer plays and figured “where’s the harm?”

Except late yesterday the Wrap staff posted the same fake trailer with a headline that says “A Sneak Peek at Cameron’s Avatar” and a subhead that says “Watch the trailer for James Cameron’s highly anticipated sci-fi adventure, due out Dec. 18.” I figured they’d take it down right away after someone pointed out the error, but here it is the next day — Tuesday, 4.28 at 12:45 pm eastern — and it’s still up. Update: It’s 4:12 pm eastern, and The Wrap has finally posted a correction.