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By David Poland poland@moviecitynews.com

Rapp Party: Gen Art Toasts Bloodless 'Winter Passing' in Chelsea


Big news on the party front tonight as playwright Adam Rapp’s film directing debut Winter Passing gets a Gen Art preview and hoochie after-bash over at Crush. And think of the bargain: Just $25 for all this:
–Beverages from 9-11 p.m. provided by Johnnie Walker, Smart Water, Smirnoff, and Stella Artois;
–Rapp introducing the film in Chelsea and reminding at least a dozen autograph seekers that no, he is not his brother Anthony;
–The long, slushy, post-screening walk to Crush, about a million miles removed from anything in what should look and feel like Siberia by the time the open bar closes;
Winter Passing itself, sort of a perfect storm of anemic indie conventions: An ingenue daughter (Zooey Deschanel) estranged from her famous, tortured writer dad (Ed Harris); a sensitive retard played by an A-lister (Will Ferrell); cats with leukemia; a 1,000 mile bus trip; bad 20-something sex; lurching dinner table epiphanies; nature montages impaled on folk medleys; and the quasi-familial pastiche that reconciles everything in a third act as graceless as wet cement.
While Passing does not quite float up from the same burbling gastric swamp responsible for, say, Flannel Pajamas, it implodes spectacularly enough as Rapp’s rambling drama-ectomy removes any sense of conflict the way one might remove an opponent’s spine while playing Mortal Kombat. It seems unlikely–if not impossible–that such inoffensive principals could be so repellent together, but you would not expect the vice-president to shoot someone either, so chalk it up to bad chemistry or a misaligned cosmos or whatever. Shit happens.
At any rate, just make sure you get that wristband from the Gen Art folks, because you will need the Scotch, vodka and beer afterward, and probably all at once in a signature cocktail called the Rapp Party. Who said $25 does not go a long way in New York?

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2 Responses to “Rapp Party: Gen Art Toasts Bloodless 'Winter Passing' in Chelsea”

  1. Josh Boelter says:

    Hmm, I saw this movie last year in Toronto and I liked it well enough. It wasn’t my favorite movie of the Toronto fest, but I enjoyed Will Ferrel’s preformance.

  2. Mark Ziegler says:

    It has a pretty good cast too. Might have to check this out if it gets a wider release.

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It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” — some novel, you know?

So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.

And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it — I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.

There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.

I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.

So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.

But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy named—” “Yeah, sure — you want his phone number?”

My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher

“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.

~ David Simon