This is not the “Visual Effects of Zodiac” short on the 2-Disc Director’s Cut, but it obviously conveys pretty thoroughly what was faked in the film. Thanks to frankbooth for posting this yesterday. The DVD short is about explaining how everything was done (via elegant talking-head narration) as well as showing it.

If, God forbid, our culture allowed for the occasional lynching, certain media people would at least be talking this morning about having a necktie party for the pollsters who reported that Barack Obama was leading Hillary Clinton by 6 to 13 points among New Hampshire voters over the last three days.

Of course, the pollsters didn’t make these figures up. The depressing bottom-line is that there are millions of people out there who aren’t that deeply dug in. They don’t really know what they want, who they’re supporting, what channel to watch, what diet to follow or what they really believe. They just tell pollsters what they’re feeling at a given moment, and it only means what it means right then and there…if that. Nothing means anything. The walls can fall in at any given moment. There is no terra firma — only tremors.
Especially if a sudden surge of sisterly empathy takes hold. On top of which, as we all know, it’s not character and judgment but White House experience from being married to a two-term President that really counts. That and a truly exceptional, cootie-dispensing ability to alienate and infuriate and make certain people (like myself) literally shudder at the notion of Clinton taking the nomination.
And the old Bradley effect always helps. An MSNBC reporter just passed along a story about being in a bar a couple of nights ago and talking to a local guy who said that the polls were wrong and that Obama wasn’t going to win. “And I’ll tell you why,” the guy said. “I’ve lived here all my life and people are not being honest with pollsters about their true intentions.” The MSNBC reporter thought at the time that the guy had maybe had one too many, but now…

Yesterday New York‘s “Vulture” column quoted Grub Street’s Josh Ozersky as saying that Daniel Day Lewis‘s “I drink your milkshake!” line from There Will Be Blood (i.e., spoken in the final bowling-alley scene) “will soon enter the pop-culture catchphrase lexicon, nestling alongside such former lazy-writer tropes as ‘I see dead people,’ ‘Say hello to my little friend,’ ‘Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in’ and all the rest.”

Photo stolen from “Vulture” page — photo illustration credit given to iStockphoto, courtesy of Paramount Vantage

I would say it’s already part of the pantheon, but if you listen closely to this mp3 file you’ll recall that the key flourish in Lewis’s reading of the line is straight out of the Anthony Hopkins hymnbook and is in fact lifted from The Silence of the Lambs. I’m referring to the sucking sound that Lewis makes (“vfff-vfff-vff-vfff!!”) which is the exact same one that Hopkins makes after saying “I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.”
Listen to it again.

N.Y. Daily News columnist Ben Widdicombe (aka “Gatecrasher”) is reporting today that Will Smith “has joined the ranks of Hollywood power players actively recruiting for the Church of Scientology.”

During wrap festivities for Peter Berg‘s Hancock (Sony, 7.2.08), which Smith has described as “the Michael Mann version of an alcoholic superhero,” the superstar reportedly gifted crew members with “a card good for a personality test at your local Scientology center.”
Smith “has never confirmed” that he’s a Scientologist, Widdicombe writes. “But he told Access Hollywood last month that he ‘was introduced to it by Tom, and I’m a student of world religion. I was raised in a Baptist household. I went to a Catholic school, but the ideas of the Bible are 98% the same ideas of Scientology, 98% the same ideas of Hinduism and Buddhism.'”:
Adds Wiiddicombe: “Presumably the other 2% is the part about the evil space emperor who put the hydrogen bombs in the volcano.”

“My crystal ball is no better than yours, but I expect the AMPTP to make a deal with the DGA and then announce that the WGA could have had the same deal three months ago if only our leaders had been professionals or were better negotiators. Or if they had enough chairs. They’ll make a big show of offering the same deal to us, and we’ll vote to take it. Quietly, we’ll drop every other issue they object to. And in the back of our minds we’ll wonder if the whole strike could have been avoided.” — Screenwriter Michael Seitzman (North Country, The Sparrow, The Chancellor Manuscript) in a 1.8. Huffington Post-ing.

As of yesterday, Juno had made $53,048,310. And yesterday it was also the #1 film with a $1.4 million gross from from just 1,925 theaters, beating the same-day tallies of National Treasure: Book of Secrets ($1.3 mil) and I Am Legend ($1.1 mil), which both played in nearly twice as many houses as Juno. At this rate, it appears almost certain that Juno will crest $100 million.
That’s a mindblower. I never would have called that in a million years. This is just a sweet and sharp little film. I wasn’t levitating after I first saw it in Toronto. I knew that I liked it because it was well-written and well-acted. I still know that. But for me, this makes two head-scratchers in a single night.

Hanover and Dartmouth College aren’t in yet, but the statistics say that female New Hampshire voters went for Hillary Clinton big-time (as opposed to Iowa females who went slightly more for Barack Obama).
The sympathy/empathy factor — she’s one of us, give her a hug — is what gave Clinton a surge. One, Hillary saying “well, that hurts my feelings” in the debate. And two, the watery eyes and choking up in yesterday’s coffee-shop discussion. Go with your emotions and give your sister a hug. A wise and brilliant call by N.H. women.
Oh, and it was warmish out so a lot more over-60 female voters decided to brave the elements. And a bigger slice of the independents decided to vote for McCain at the last minute than anticipated. And don’t discount the return of “the Bradley effect” — it may be a lot more prevalent than we’re willing to admit.
I said last week that in the realm of the Democratic primaries, John Edwards is almost Ralph Nader. That’s changed now. I was scolded for those words and I now see the error of them. Edwards is Ralph Nader. If Clinton wins the nomination, a good portion of the blame will be on his head.

7:33 pm Pacific update: 65% of the New Hampshire primary votes counted, and Hillary Clinton has beaten Barack Obama by a slight margin. (John McCain has beaten Mitt Romney on the Republican side.) If you’re watching MSNBC you’ve probably noticed those vaguely stunned expressions on the faces of Chris Matthews, Keith Olbermann and others. This was almost supposed to be an Obama rout — a win by 7% to 10%. Even Clinton’s people were acknowledging that a tough loss was in the cards. I feel like Steve McQueen at the very end of The Sand Pebbles: “What the hell happened?”

“Organizers of the 80th annual Academy Awards, scheduled for 2.24, said they remained hopeful they could still produce a show as good as any of the preceding Oscars,” L.A. Times guys John Horn and Meg James reported today.
“‘We really think we can work out some sort of agreement that will allow us to do a traditional Academy Awards broadcast,’ said Bruce Davis, the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences’ executive director. ‘We will not be resorting to the kind of expedients that the Golden Globes are resorting to. We can do the kind of show the public expects of us.’
“The academy has yet to ask the WGA for a waiver for Oscar host Jon Stewart and his writing staff, but the WGA already has denied an Oscar request to use film clips without paying customary union residual fees.
“Academy officials are hopeful that their membership — thousands of prominent filmmakers representing all of Hollywood’s top unions, who value the importance of an Oscar — can help it reach a compromise with the WGA. But the WGA is on strike against Oscar broadcaster ABC, among other companies and networks, and the ceremony brings ABC tens of millions in profit.”

A handsome DGA nominees graphic from New York‘s “Vulture” column, and a question that is fair to ask: does the absence of Atonement director Joe Wright underline that this much-admired period romance, which many were calling the Best Picture front-runner last October and November, is now officially on the ropes…or is their life beyond this particular impression or cycle?

Envelope columnist Tom O’Neil‘s explanation about why Juno screenwriter Diablo Cody didn’t show up at last night’s Critics Choice Awards sounded absurd to me. She wasn’t sure it was cool to attend as far as the Writers’ Guild was concerned, and when she finally found out “it was really okay, she got caught up at a business meeting and didn’t have time to break free, get home, climb in a gown and get to the ceremony,” O’Neil wrote.

Atonement director Joe Wright, Juno screenwriter Diablo Cody

And when she finally got home, what…her dog ate her car keys?
I voiced my cynicism this afternoon to a person close to the situation, and was told that the real reason was that WGA reps had asked WGA members attending the Critics Choice Awards “to talk about the strike and try to be spokespersons on behalf of the WGA’s position…to speak up for the cause,” and that Diablo didn’t feel “entirely comfortable” with this. Cody is supportive of the WGA but she apparently wasn’t “necessarily certain” that a red carpet was the right place to voice strike goals.
Then I called Cody’s p.r. rep, PMK/HBH’s Craig Bankey, for clarification and he “no comment”-ed me. O’Neil believes that the stories about what was going on changed and lurched so much over the last four days that nobody ‘s been able to keep up.