The final projected four-day weekend figure for Night at the Museum is $38.5 million. The earnest and mild-mannered Pursuit of Happyness will end up with $20,642,000 in the #2 position. Rocky Balboa, diminishing quickly, will finish at #3 with $17,302,000 (last Wednesday was its best day with earnings of $6.4 million). The Good Shepherd will end up with about $13,943,000 for a fourth-place showing. Eragon, a dead dragon, fell over 60% from last weekend’s tally, taking in $9,560,000. Charlotte’s Web was right behind it with $9,506,00. We Are Marshall, down for the count, will finish with $8,769,000. The Holiday will conclude with $6,838,000, The Nativity Story with $6,497,000 and Happy Feet with $6,207,000.

Hollywood Reporter columnist Anne Thompson did a guest stint on “Ebert & Roeper” last weekend, and the consensus seems to be that Roeper bellowed and bullied her around a bit — and that gracious Anne was perhaps a bit too restrained.
In response, a reader asked this morning if “we can get a thread going on the thoroughly arrogant, pompous, the-more-wrong-I-am-the-louder-I-get, insulting, Disney-thumping Roeper vs. the elegant, thoughtful, trusty Thompson?”
Thompson’s best moment came when Roeper thumbs-upped We Are Marshall and she gave him “a look,” a friend told me this morning.
Thompson gave Children of Men, which she described as a cinephile’s dream and a future classic like Mad Max 2, an enthusiastic thumbs-up. Roeper claimed to like it, but could barely say something substantive about the film except, with her prompting, that it has a great look, but then had to come back with a plug for Caine’s wig’s performance.
Roeper loved The Good Shepherd, while Thomopson gently explained to him what went wrong. She was easy on Night at the Museum, calling it a holiday hit; Roeper said he more or less despised it.
He loved Venus, even if he felt “quipped to death” in a few scenes; she adored O’Toole’s “sunset performance” and called it an “Anglophile’s dream and funny too.” He too thought it was funny, adding that “the average age of the academy voter is, of course, 127.”
Thompson loved The Dead Girl. and Roeper quickly agreed, singling out Mary Beth Hurt‘s performance.
At the conclusion Thompson told Roeper it was fun and she’s been waiting for the chance to give him a hard time for ages. He laughed and dismissively replied, “Get in line.”
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“If the New Hampshire Democratic primary were held today, Sen. Barack Obama would be in a statistical dead heat with New York Sen. Hillary Clinton, according to a new Concord Monitor poll. Last month, a Monitor poll showed Clinton trouncing her opponents, with Obama lagging 23 points behind.
“Although Clinton commands considerable support among likely Democratic primary voters, she struggles in general election match-ups, according to the poll. If the contest were held today, both Arizona Sen. John McCain and former New York City mayor Rudy Giuliani would prevail over Clinton. Obama, in contrast, would eke out a slight win over both Republican candidates. Former Democratic vice presidential nominee John Edwards is neck-and-neck with the Republicans.
“There are a lot of independents. These are the same people who loathe Bush, loathe the Iraq war,” said Del Ali, president of Research 2000, the Maryland-based nonpartisan polling firm that conducted the poll for the Monitor last Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. “But deep down, they don’t like Hillary Clinton.”

Microsoft has had a huge team of highly-paid techies going over Windows Vista for months and months with a fine tooth comb and no apparent issues, but serious flaws have turned up only days after exposing the new operating system to the general software community. The too-familiar lesson is that corporate management somehow always manages to discourage employees from airing and/or candidly examining in-house problems — issues never seem to surface until outsiders have had a looksee.
A 12.25 N.Y. Times story says that Microsoft is facing an early crisis of confidence in the quality of its Windows Vista operating system as computer security researchers and hackers have begun to find potentially serious flaws in the system that was released to corporate customers late last month.
“On 12.15, a Russian programmer posted a description of a flaw that makes it possible to increase a user√ɬ¢√¢‚Äö¬¨√¢‚Äû¬¢s privileges on all of the company√ɬ¢√¢‚Äö¬¨√¢‚Äû¬¢s recent operating systems, including Vista. And over the weekend a Silicon Valley computer security firm said it had notified Microsoft that it had also found that flaw, as well as five other vulnerabilities, including one serious error in the software code underlying the company√ɬ¢√¢‚Äö¬¨√¢‚Äû¬¢s new Internet Explorer 7 browser.
“The browser flaw is particularly troubling because it potentially means that web users could become infected with malicious software simply by visiting a booby-trapped site. That would make it possible for an attacker to inject rogue software into the Vista-based computer, according to executives at Determina, a company based in Redwood City, Calif., that sells software intended to protect against operating system and other vulnerabilities.
“Determina is part of a small industry of companies that routinely pore over the technical details of software applications and operating systems looking for flaws. When flaws in Microsoft products are found they are reported to the software maker, which then produces fixes called patches. Microsoft has built technology into its recent operating systems that makes it possible for the company to fix its software automatically via the internet.”

“You’d have to go back to the old Hollywood studio days to find a year like 2006, when stars’ off-screen personalities so completely overshadowed their movies,” N.Y. Times columnist Caryn James wrote yesterday. A good piece, but while she cites numerous examples of celebs who’ve had to cope with this syndrome (Tom Cruise, Mel Gibson, et, al.), she misses a fairly large sitting one sitting smack dab in the middle of an upcoming film — Anthony Minghella‘s Breaking and Entering (Weinstein Co., 1.27.07 wide).

As soon as Jude Law, who plays a married London architect, begins an affair with a Bosnian immigrant (Juliette Binoche), you’re immediately reminded of his tabloid infamy (i.e., sleeping with the nanny, losing fiance Sienna Miller) in the summer of ’05 — and you can’t help but wonder why Law chose this moment in his career to play an infidel, especially on top of having played a hound in Charles Shyer‘s Alfie.

“There are, Mr. Cuaron suggests in Children of Men, different ways of waking up. You can either wake up and close your ears and eyes, or like Theo you can wake up until all your senses are roaring. Early in the film Theo (Clive Owen) and the restlessly moving camera seem very much apart, as Mr. Cuaron keeps a distance from the characters.

“In time, though, the camera comes closer to Theo as he opens his eyes — to a kitten crawling up his leg, to trees rustling in the wind — until, in one of the most astonishing scenes of battle I√ɬ¢√¢‚Äö¬¨√¢‚Äû¬¢ve ever seen on film, it is running alongside him, trying to keep pace with a man who has finally found a reason to keep going.” — N.Y. Times critic Manohla Dargis in today’s edition.

After the music (and this, for me, is the track that will always matter the most), the thing I enjoyed the most about the late James Brown was/is Eddie Murphy’s impression of him. I saw Murphy do this at the Universal Amphitheatre a good 20 years ago, and it’s still a hoot. Today especially. (It also reminded me how much I liked the Murphy of the ’80s. It’s a shame, but that guy died years ago.)

“Children of Men takes a while to get rolling. [But] then comes a scene that, checking my notes, had me writing down words such as ‘brilliant’ and ‘ingenious.’ Theo, Kee and their allies are driving down a road when their car is set upon by a terrorist group. The ensuing bloodshed is shocking, and nothing in the scene plays out the way you’d expect.
“[Director] Alfonso Cuaron and cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki (who shot The New World and is a master of available light) coordinate an extraordinarily tricky action sequence using a camera that manages to cover a variety of carnage inside a speeding car, and then outside of it, and then, if memory serves, back inside. I cannot say how they did it. I can only say that I relish the chance to see it again.” — Chicago Tribune critic Michael Phillips, posted two days ago.

Hollywood gadfly, historian and Maxim film critic Pete Hammond reviews Hollywood’s novel adaptations in 2006 — successes, failures, in-betweeners — on National Public Radio‘s “Weekend Edition.”

Smart-ass N.Y. Times writer Mickey Rapkin talks to Factory Girl director George Hickenlooper, who was still shooting new scenes for the 12.29 Weinstein Co. release “as of late last week.” Favorite Rapkin line: “The character Billy Quinn…walks and quacks like Bob Dylan, no matter what he’s called.”

Despite news media reports that Hickenlooper had been taken off the project (not true) and that Dylan was upset with how he is portrayed (true), the only opinion that matters now belongs to the executive producer, Harvey Weinstein. He has decided to release Factory Girl” in Los Angeles on Friday, in time, barely, for the Oscars. “He wants a nomination for Sienna,” Hickenlooper said Wednesday.

I could write an easy 5,000 words about R.D. Robb‘s Don’s Plum, the black-and-white, John Cassevettes-like, unreleased- on-these-shores acting-exercise movie with Leonardo DiCaprio, Tobey Maguire, Kevin Connolly, Jeremy Sisto and Ethan Suplee that you can buy or rent on DVD in Europe.

In fact, I did write 5,000 words about Don’s Plum in ‘late 97 for Mr. Showbiz, only the piece has been deleted and presumably trashed — but the backstory boils down to this: Robb and cohorts Dale Wheatley. David Stutman and John Schindler should have gone along with requests from DiCaprio and Maguire and made a short film instead of a feature, and used it as a calling-card thing.

But they didn’t, DiCaprio and Maguire felt betrayed and thereafter went to court to stop the film (which I saw two or three times and liked) from being released, and succeeded.

I also know this: Judge Mary Murphy‘s decision last Thursday to dismiss a December 204 lawsuit filed by Schindler against DiCaprio and Maguire, claiming the two Hollywood stars conspired to block distribution of Don’s Plum, does not reflect the truth of the matter.

My favorite eleven films of 2006, in descending order: 1. Children of Men (Universal); 2. The Lives of Others (Sony Pictures Classics); 3. The Departed (Warner Bros.); 4. United 93 (Universal); 5. Little Miss Sunshine (Fox Searchlight); 6. Volver (Sony Pictures Classics); 7. Babel (Paramount Vantage); 8. Pan’s Labyrinth (Picturehouse); 9. Letters From Iwo Jima (Warner Bros.); 10. The Queen (Miramax); (11) Notes on a Scandal (Fox Searchlight).

Rotely & Unexceptionally Worthy…Almost Boringly So: The Pursuit of Happyness.

Most Agreeable Stylistic Exercise (if it weren’t for that slight sense of stagnation): The Good German.

Most Agreeably Diverting “Entertainment” In Spurts (despite an almost profound lack of substance and connective-tissue movie-osity): Dreamgirls

Most Unpleasantly, Obsessively Violent Film of the Year: Apocalypto.
Most Defiantly Unlikeable “Quality” Movie of the Year: The Good Shepherd
Most Engagingly Modest and Respectable Character Study/Metaphor Movie of the Year, Even If It Isn’t a Home Run: Venus.

Best David Mamet Movie Since Things Change: Edmond.
Efficiently Entertaining But Overshadowed by Star’s (Ongoing) Public Implosion, and Didn’t Take Enough Advantage of Phillip Seymour Hoffman: Mission Impossible 3.
Best Sex Scene: Jude Law going down on Juliette Binoche and sending her over the falls in Breaking and Entering,

Not Necessarily The Year’s Funniest Comedy (For Me), but Definitely The Most Astonishing: Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan.

Lightly Enjoyable Mood Piece That Had a Predictable Plot, Yes, But Excessively Bad-Rapped All The Same: A Good Year.

Non-Profound, Studio-Stamped Comedy Drama That Gets Better With Each Successive Viewing: The Break-up.
Best Romantic LSD/Mescaline/Peyote Button Movie in Years: The Fountain.

Well-Made, Affecting, Under-Appreciated: Harsh Times.
Best 007 Film in 43 Years: Casino Royale.
Movies That Delivered, Meant, Epitomized and/or Amounted to Either Very Little or Nothing: For Your Consideration, Bobby, Jonestown: The Life and Death of the People’s Temple, Marie Antoinette, The Prestige, Infamous, Hollywoodland, The Black Dahlia, All the King’s Men, Art School Conifdential, The U.S. vs. John Lennon, Snakes on a Plane, Shadowboxer, Lady in the Water, Scoop, The Oh in Ohio, You, Me and Dupree, Wassup Rockers, The Proposition, The DaVinci Code, Poseidon….I could go on and on.
Hard-Luck Good Movies of the Year: Sketches of Frank Gehry (not enough love), Miami Vice, Catch a Fire, Superman Returns (which could have been so much better with a little editing-room discipline) .
Note: This is just a first stab. There are tons more movies that fit the various categories above, or warrant their own categories. Part 2 will follow tomorrow. This is Christmas Eve day and I’m going to hang back a bit, but I know there’s a good number out there who are just as movie-obsessive as myself so….