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By David Poland poland@moviecitynews.com

Reeler Link Dump: Sinus Headache Edition


In case this dizzying head pain strikes me dead before I can get my antibiotics prescription filled, check out the latest New York murmurings from around the Web:
Murderball co-director Dana Adam Shapiro (left) has signed a deal with Paramount to adapt and direct the film version of his 2005 novel The Every Boy. Brad Pitt’s Plan B shingle will produce, while Roger Friedman will continue to fuck Shapiro’s name up no matter who or what is attached.
–indieWIRE notes that director Bennett Miller will be signing Capote DVD’s tonight at 6 at the Tower Records on Broadway at West 4th Street. Miller’s underappreciated 1998 debut The Cruise will be available for sale and signature as well, but just because you have not heard of it does not mean you get to go haggling a buy-one-get-one-free deal out of the guy. This is an Oscar nominee, after all. Behave yourself.
David Spade did lunch with Boldface’s Paula Schwartz Monday at the Four Seasons, laughing it up over a former assistant’s stun-gun attack and trailing off nonsensically about Tom Cruise:

“I’ll go after who I go after,” he said. “I don’t care.” Then: “I just, the only problem is that it’s been done, it was done well by. …” He paused. “We just got to think of a new angle.”

It is peculiar to see Spade keep his cards so close to his vest, especially considering that Comedy Central should be recalling it to wardrobe any day now after it cancels his show. Nevertheless, you have to admit that the terror in his eyes is kind of cute.
–In New York Post business news, booze and stripper stocks declined after a day of light trading on the East Side. Futures were mixed.
–If you thought Liza Minelli’s career renaissance was nothing but an archive-aided fluke, the genius behind the blog fourfour has a wake-up call for you.
(Photo: The Age)

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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