Our previous post on Disney's Maleficent leaned a little on the heavy side, so today I thought we'd try something lighter and more trivia-centric...
Watching Collateral the other night, I was struck again by the simplicity of its script, the amazing clarity of its high-def digital photography, the way Michael Mann is able to wring supple, nuanced performances from his two stars, Tom Cruise and Jamie Foxx, and... holy crap, is that Jason "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" Statham switching briefcases with Tom Cruise at the beginning of the movie? Or did my eyes just deceive me? The man may only show his face for about 15-20 seconds or so, but... yep, a quick scan of IMDb shows that Statham is indeed in the movie (credited only as "Airport Man"). My interest piqued, I check IMDb again, and see that Statham's Collateral cameo comes only one year after The Italian Job (2003) and two years after The Transporter (2002). So he'd already made a name for himself by the time 2004 rolled around - why such a bit part in an otherwise major motion picture? Was it a favor to the director? A favor to Cruise? A way of passing the baton from one action hero to another?
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Showing posts with label GEORGE CLOONEY. Show all posts
Monday, October 20, 2014
... FOR "COINCIDENCES AND CROSSOVERS" (OR, "THAT TIME YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER FROM SOME OTHER MOVIE ALSO POPPED UP IN...")
Friday, February 28, 2014
... FOR "HOLLYWOOD'S BIGGEST NIGHT" (aka "OSCARS 2014") - UPDATED!
UPDATED: Well, that's it. Another Oscar show, another 365 days at the movies come and
gone. While last night's telecast had its surprises (12 Years A Slave for Best Picture? Did anyone but the
politically correct-minded see that
one coming?) as well as its foregone conclusions (Frozen for Best Animated Feature and Best Song, plus
Alfonso Cuarón nabbing Best Director honors for Gravity), Oscar 2014 will likely go down as the most social media-centric ceremony
in the history of ever, with host Ellen DeGeneres' star-studded "selfie" breaking records as Twitter's most retweeted photo of all time. (My favorites: Kevin Spacey
and resident sour-puss Angelina Jolie joining in on the fun, or Brad Pitt and Benedict Cumberbatch photobombing Best Actor hopeful Chiwetel Ejiofor mere
seconds later.)
Oscar, Oscar, what could you possibly be thinking?
From what I watched,
the show was every bit as random and rambling as it has been in previous years, with pompous
tributes (how, exactly, did The Wizard Of Oz earn a special remembrance for its 75th anniversary, while other
classics like Gone With The Wind and Stagecoach
did not?) and pointless attempts at
grandiosity dominating the night (dedicating the ceremony to "heroes" in film, animated
and otherwise, only to show endless clip montages populated mostly by men?
Dudes, your women must be so proud!). All this, plus John
Travolta hilariously mispronouncing Idina Menzel's name during her otherwise top-notch
rendition of "Let It Go"? Oh, the humanity!
Winners have
been bolded (with an asterisk) at the end of this post. For anyone who stuck through to the
end, what are your thoughts, reminisces, complaints? Did any
acceptance speech or musical performance rub you the wrong way? What winner
took you most by surprise/had you rolling your eyes? Is anyone else fully on board
the McConaissance like I am? Please post your responses below!
Oscar, Oscar, what could you possibly be thinking?
Each year, we're subjected to our share of cop-outs and
controversies surrounding the Academy Awards. Often, these range from the
obsessively petty (How did that person
even get nominated?) to the borderline offensive (celebs who mistake their
time at the podium as an opportunity for political grandstanding). Other times,
Oscar seems to have an agenda all its own (the 69th Annual Academy Awards, for
example, for which The English Patient
took home the coveted prize for Best Picture, might have been dubbed The Year
of The Independent Film; in 2004, Oscar was all about The Lord of The Rings: The Return Of The King, winning every award for which it was nominated;
two years ago, I argued that the nominees for Best Picture at the 84th Academy
Awards were steeped in nostalgia for times gone by).
Monday, December 2, 2013
... FOR "CINEMA STAPLES AND THE PECULIAR POSITIONING OF NAMES ON MOVIE POSTERS"
While we're stuck on a movie poster kick, I happened to catch a 10-minute featurette on Ridley Scott's The Counselor the other day, which, among clips and talking-head interviews and the like, also featured red-carpet footage from the movie's October 3rd UK premiere. As they questioned star Michael Fassbender for the camera, I couldn't help but notice a peculiar poster for the film in the background (note: this photo is obviously from an Entertainment Tonight report from the very same event, and not, obviously, from the featurette I watched on the TV the other night, since I couldn't find a photo from that):
It's nothing special as far as posters go, just your typical mishmash
of the actors' profiles to let you know who's actually in the movie, except for
one particular problem: their names don't line up with their faces! And it took
my brain a moment to process it (Why,
that isn't Fassbender - that's Cameron Diaz! And that isn't Cameron Diaz - it's
Brad Pitt!). Here's a closer look, so you can see what I'm talking about:
Saturday, December 8, 2012
... FOR "IMAGES ('BATMAN' 1989-97 EDITION - PART FOUR)"
Part Four of our Burton/Schumacher retrospective, in
which we take a visual tour of the 1989-97 series' special (and
not-so-special) pleasures.
One truism about comic books - or any serialized form of
entertainment - is that they're always in flux.
Readership dwindles, tastes splinter off and mature, and publishing houses find
themselves in a constant struggle to stay one step ahead of the public - to
remain pertinent, say, or keep current with the ever-changing media climate.
It's why we have so many iterations, spin-offs and incarnations of the same old
titles: to please any number of fans at any given moment.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
... FOR "IMAGES ('BATMAN' 1989-97 EDITION - PART ONE)"
As it often happens when I write for the blog, my thoughts have a nasty habit of getting away from me. Sometimes a particular format will steer me in the opposite direction, or change the particular theme, of a piece that I'm writing. Most times, the final published post will end up looking drastically different from what I originally intended. How, for instance, do I adequately express my undying affection for a certain caped crusading comic book character when the article in question is so clearly about all the behind-the- scenes politics that brought him to the screen?
The Burton/Schumacher Batmans have always held a peculiar fascination for me - not just for how much they got "right" but also for what they got so blatantly, emphatically "wrong." Story-wise, they're a mess, with almost total disregard for comic book canon. Visually, though, they are a triumph - a textbook case of style over substance. (Even Batman & Robin, for all its gaudy garishness, in never dull to look at. Especially with the sound turned off.)
The Burton/Schumacher Batmans have always held a peculiar fascination for me - not just for how much they got "right" but also for what they got so blatantly, emphatically "wrong." Story-wise, they're a mess, with almost total disregard for comic book canon. Visually, though, they are a triumph - a textbook case of style over substance. (Even Batman & Robin, for all its gaudy garishness, in never dull to look at. Especially with the sound turned off.)
Monday, October 1, 2012
... FOR "FRANCHISE FACE-OFFS (PART 14 - 'BATMAN' EDITION)"
Bruce Wayne and his menacing alter ego were created, in fact, as a blatant attempt to cash in on Superman's success. The brainchild of 24-year- old artist Bob Kane (with an uncredited assist from writer Bill Finger), "The Bat-Man" made his first appearance in Detective Comics #27 during May of 1939, and was an immediate hit. (National Publications - soon to be known as DC Comics - now had two popular comic book characters under their belt, having also published the monthly adventures of the Man of Steel.) A self-titled series debuted in April 1940, followed by a 15-part film serial starring Lewis Wilson in 1943, followed by a second 15-chapter serial in 1949, starring Robert Lowery as Batman and Johnny Duncan as Robin.
Batman's popularity soared during the late 1960s, when Twentieth Century Fox's high-camp Batman television series premiered in January 1966. It was a tongue-in-cheek parody of superhero tropes, produced by William Dozier and starring Adam West and Burt Ward (plus a bevy of 60's stars as "guest" villains), and it's this incarnation - for better or worse - that defined the character for the next twenty years. No longer a lone, mysterious creature of the night, Bob Kane's creation had now been reduced to a figure of fun, dancing the Batusi and POW! BOFF! and ZWAP!-ing his way through Gotham City while a bright-eyed, green-bootied Boy Wonder spouted catchphrases by his side. This reputation had ingrained itself so much into the public consciousness that Hollywood producers were literally dumbstruck at the idea of bringing Batman back to the screen.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
... FOR "HOLLYWOOD'S BIGGEST NIGHT" (aka "THE OSCARS") - UPDATED!
As a diversion from the fact that you're anxiously awaiting Part 3 of our "Best Of The Decade" list (which, again, is taking too long to finish)...
So the 82nd Annual Academy Awards are tomorrow night, Sunday, March 7th. At last. I was going to write something about it, just for the sake of writing about it, but a funny thing happened: I forgot the stupid things were even on.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
... FOR "THE BEST FILMS OF THE DECADE" - PART 2
COMEDY
Defined:
The Top Five:
5. Ocean's Eleven (Steven Soderbergh, 2001)
One of the decade's great entertainments – and a testament to the virtues of star power. George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Andy Garcia, Julia Roberts, Don Cheadle, Elliot Gould, Carl Reiner – it's almost too much for one movie to handle. Yet director Steven Soderbergh manages to juggle multiple character threads without ever losing his audience, so that we know exactly who's doing what, and where they're doing it. What's more, he remembers that movies, at their core, are supposed to be fun. Ted Griffin's script is a treasure trove of snappy dialogue exchanges, and the actors have such an easy rapport you get the sense they really enjoy each other's company – the spark is palpable. Critics blasted Soderbergh and Co. for relying too much on style, not enough on substance. To which I say: What's the problem with that? When a movie's as effortless and enjoyable as this, that's substance enough.
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