For the last eight years Gone With The Wind, one of the most financially successful Hollywood epics of all time as well as a moving parable about survival in hard times, has been on the liberal shit list — officially shunned, regretted and derided by film festivals, the Academy’s Apology Museum, HBO Max, etc. All to placate the African-American community and their more-than-justified resentment of the film’s antiquated racial attitudes.

If I were African American I too would flinch at certain scenes in this 1939 release, but here’s the thing: the main focus of GWTW isn’t slavery or the Civil War — it’s actually a parable about the deprivations of the Great Depression, and it’s really about necessary gumption and determination when the chips are down.

Plus the second half of Part One is indisputably great, and the baby shouldn’t be thrown out with the bathwater.

And yet David O. Selznick‘s classic has been jettisoned by its own home-video distributor — Warner Bros. Home Entertainment (WBHE) — in an upcoming Bluray box set.

Ten years ago Gone With The Wind was good to go when Warner Home Video issued a Best of Warner Bros. 100 Film Collection DVD box set, which was priced at $352.91. It was a prime collection of classic Warner Bros. films along with a few choice titles that WHV had long held licensing rights to — GWTW, Mutiny on the Bounty (’35, not ’62), The Best Years of Our Lives, North by Northwest, Ben-Hur.

Now a new restricted version of the same basic package is coming out in April, and Gone With The Wind is MIA.

The new Warner Bros. One Hundredth Anniversary Blu-ray Box Sets are broken up into four 25-film collections ($149 each) according to genres — (1) Award Winners, (2) Comedies, Dramas and Musicals, (3) Fantasy, Action and Adventure and (4) Thrillers, Sci-Fi and Horror.

The package is basically aimed at chumps, not serious collectors. None of the Blurays are 4K, and North by Northwest is also missing.

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In the latest episode of The Hot Mic (recorded on 2.9), the incisive Jeff Sneider and the blustery, gravel-voiced, Seth Rogen-aspiring John Rocha discuss anti-Black racism in the industry and particularly the sore-loser attitudes of Gina Prince-Bythewood, Danielle Deadwyler, Till dierctor Chinonye Chukwu and the Woman King allies (3:02).

They also discuss the Jeff Sneider-vs.-Don Murphy thing (39:45).

Rocha sounds to me like an insufferably woke accusational shrieker. Like he’s stuck in 2019 or ’20. Everyone’s sick of this schtick, and in a year or two wokesters (“white people are hopelessly bad!”) will be searching for tall grass. God….he sounds like a male gurgly “White Fragility” author Robin DiAngelo. Plus Rocha completely ignores the ELEPHANT IN THE “WOMAN KING” ROOM, which is that the African nation of Dahomey was a slave-trading nation….he ignores it!! And so does Sneider!

And what about proportionality? What does Rocha want, half of all nominees to be African American? The US population is 13% African American. What’s the percentage of African Americanas in the film/TV industry? An ASU study says that “recent studies show that Black actors comprise 12.9% of leading roles in cable-scripted shows (proportionately reflecting the overall Black population of 13.4%). The numbers behind the scenes aren’t as encouraging, though. Only 6% of the writers, directors and producers of U.S.-produced films are Black.”

But I’m not feeling or finding it, and I’m unhappy about this. I was dreaming about a fresh fix when I allowed myself to believe that a 2.15 Andrea Riseborough appearance at the Santa Barbara Film Festival was all but inevitable. But then, according to popular theory, Danielle Deadwyler’s reps put the kibbosh on that. I guess the DD juice is over. I should just accept it.

Magic Mike’s Last Dance director Steven Soderbergh to Rolling Stone‘s Marlow Stern (as transcribed by Jordan Ruimy): “This year’s [Oscar telecast] is going to be very telling. You cannot this year say, ‘Well, they didn’t nominate any popular movies!’ You cannot say that. So, we’ll find out if that’s really the issue or if it’s a deeper philosophical problem, which is the fact that movies don’t occupy the same cultural real estate that they used to. They just don’t.

“I’m sure that [streaming] is part of it. In cultural terms, they don’t matter in the same way that they did twenty years ago. As a result, especially for younger viewers, it’s not as compelling as it once was. They’re going to learn a lot this year. We all will.”

HE to Soderbergh: “We will learn nothing except what we already know, which is that the Woke Awards Mafia (which includes a small army of suck-up journalists) are still nominating films that support their myopic worldview, which leans heavily toward identity politics.

With the exception of Top Gun: Maverick, the ten 2022 Best Picture nominees simply aren’t that good…really. Nine of them failed to pass HE’s Howard Hawks test (2.8). It was just a mildly shitty year because of an army of mildly shitty people pulling the strings.

The actual best films of the year were (a) Empire of Light, (b) Close, which A24 decided not to open domestically until this month, (c) Happening (Best women’s-abortion-rights flick since Four Months, Three Weeks, Two Days; (d) Vengeance; (e) She Said; (f) Emily The Criminal; Top Gun: Maverick; (g) Tar (despite the many irritations); (h) Ron Howard’s Thirteen Lives; (i) James Cameron’s Avatar: The Way of Water; and (j) James Gray‘s Armageddon Time

…that the beginning of the end of the “70s glory days would happen with the release of Steven Spielberg‘s Jaws, which was shooting off Martha’s Vineyard that summer and would open almost exactly a year hence, on 6.20.75?

According to a Twitter caption, the Westwood premiere of Chinatown allegedly happened at Westwood’s Avco Cinema, even though it was slated to open on 6.20.74 at the nearby National Theatre. Why not have the premiere at the National?

Update: It was actually held at the old Directors Guild theatre. Allison Martino of Vintage Los Angeles: “Some noticed a car wash across the street from the Guild. Good detective work!”

The premiere of Chinatown at the Avco Theatre in Westwood, 1974. pic.twitter.com/nL0HQTMrNy

— Vintage Los Angeles (@alisonmartino) February 9, 2023

I’ve posted this summer-of-1974 photo three times before. For me the biggest stand-out element, more so than the dusty brown Ford Pinto looking to join Sunset Blvd. traffic, the VW camper wagon heading west and the run-down-looking city bus, are the thick sprouts of bleached yellow grass at the base of the billboard.

West Hollywood was a less attractive place back then, certainly in the daylight hours, but empty grassy lots were par for the course, and when the constant stink of smog and exhaust wasn’t as strong you could stand on a Laurel Canyon or Playa del Rey streetcorner in the early evening and smell the dirt and the grass and the other forms of under-watered shrubbery. Those aromas are gone now.

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Is it a bad look that a 17th century ancestor of Jeff Daniels was one of the Salem Witch Trial accusers? When you first hear this, yeah, but if you think about it for eight or nine seconds, not really.

If an ancestor or two did something awful or failed to stand up against evil during their brief hour upon the stage, I can only say “well, I wish they had been braver.” But unfortunately, most people go through life with their head down and avoiding eye contact with the beasts. Most people are mice — they just want to survive and get along, and unfortunately that means looking the other way when wrong-doing occurs, human nature being what it is.

“I’m afraid we can only do what it has been given to us to do, right to the end.” — Edward Anhalt by way of Jean Anouilh, Becket (’64).

Posted on 8.7.19: “Speaking as an X-factor white guy from a middle-class New Jersey and Connecticut upbringing, I don’t feel repelled or disgusted by my Anglo-Saxon heritage and family history.

“I deeply regret the cruelty visited upon immigrants and various cultures of color by whites, but the fact that racist attitudes were common throughout most of the 20th Century and certainly the 19th Century doesn’t mean that white people (more particularly my parents, grandparents and great-grandparents, reaching back to the mid 1800s) were inherently evil.

“By current standards they seem insufficiently evolved, of course, but they were born into a certain culture and were dealt certain cards, and most carried the weight as best they could. They weren’t born with horns on their heads.

“Nor do I feel that elemental decency is absent in the majority of white people today. I feel profoundly repelled by the attitudes of your backwater Trump supporters, of course, but they are not me. I come from a family of relatively good, well-educated, imperfect people who believed in hard work, discipline, serving in the military and mowing the lawn on Saturday afternoons, and who exuded decency and compassion for the most part. I am not the devil’s spawn, and neither are my two sons or my granddaughter. I’ve witnessed and dealt with ignorant behavior all my life, but I’ve never bought into the idea of Anglo-Saxon culture being inherently evil. Please.”

Matt Damon and Ben Affleck‘s Air (Amazon, 4.5) is clearly and obviously the new Moneyball — a satisfying, adult-friendly, mid-range drama about innovation in sports marketing. This is my kind of movie, my kind of vibe. Hats off to Amazon, Damon, Affleck, original writer Alex Convery and costars Jason Bateman, Chris Messina, Marlon Wayans, Chris Tucker and Viola Davis for helping to bring this kind of film back to theatres.

Sonny Vaccaro (played by Damon) was 45 when he signed Michael Jordan to his Air Jordan Nike deal, and he was never exactly the lean athletic type. That said, I wish Damon had trimmed down a bit before the film was made — he looks like he lives on McDonalds burgers and fries. I’m sorry but I’m the one watching this and I have right to state a preference, and I prefer the Jason Bourne version of Damon, who’s now 52 by the way.

Did Cary Grant (born in 1904) gain 15 or 20 pounds when he gots into his 50s? No — in fact he weighed less during that decade than he did in the 1930s. Movie stars have an obligation to look slightly better than the rest of us.

“Don’t tell me what it’s all about / ‘Cause I’ve been there and I’m glad I’m out / Out of those chains those chains that bind you / That is why I’m here to remind you…”

Between the mid to late 60s the late Burt Bacharach and his partner Hal David (also no longer with us) were well established as composers of light romantic pop tunes…light but sophisticated and even complex.

Bacharach experienced four significant career surges. One, when he became Marlene Dietrich‘s arranger (and apparently her lover) in the mid ’50s. Two, when director George Roy Hill decided to ignore classic narrative tradition by inserting a contemporary music video (“Raindrops Are Falling on My head”) into Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (’69). Three, his early to mid ’80s surge when he was partnered with wife Carole Bayer Sager (cowriting “Arthur’s Theme”, “Heartlight”, “Making Love”, “That’s What Friends Are For”). And four, when Elvis Costello saved Bacharach from a fatal association with boomer schmaltz with the Grammy-winning Painted From Memory (’98), which Bacharach co-wrote with Costello.

Do the vast majority of Millennials and Zoomers even know who Bacharach was? Or who Elvis Costello is? Of course they don’t.

Bacharach’s 15-year marriage to Angie Dickinson (his second, ’65 to ’80) must have been sensually wonderful. In ’77 they had a daughter, Nikki, who sadly took her own life in ’07. From ’82 to ’91 Bacharach was married to Sager, his musical soul mate. He married his fourth wife, Jane Hansen, in ’93. Together they had two kids, Oliver and Raleigh.

Bacharach’s autobiography, “Anyone Who Had a Heart“, was published in ’13.

The 94-year-old Bacharach died yesterday (2.8.23) at his Los Angeles home.

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Mother to Child: “And maybe you can put yourself at a 50% risk of heart disease by the age of 20! Don’t ever let anyone say you can’t go for it.”

I wouldn’t have a huge problem with the retirement age being raised to 70. Which would save billions in terms of entitlement payouts, right? 65 isn’t the “getting old, time to downshift or even hang it up” milestone it used to be. Except for the millions of rural sea lions out there, people are generally healthier these days. (I think.) Except for the sea lions…right?

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