Is This The Image That Ends O'Toole's Oscar Push?
Or is this look the one that makes everyone excited that he is so game?
After the jump, casting makes all the difference…
April 25, 2024
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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
Jesus Christ! Good thing it’s still sort of Halloween, it’s like looking at the Crypt-Keeper. What on Earth are they thinking? An image with a smile or a wistful grin is what’s called for, not this.
Damn… and it’s way too late for them to make that into a Halloween mask…maybe for next year.
God, it looks like a sequel to “Patch Adams.”
That’s quite possibly the worst possible poster and pull quote I could imagine. gag.
It’s balls out bold and memorable; I like it. Where’d that come from? It’s not in the trades today.
You’ve gotta be joking. This would have never flown in the Bob and Harvey days – it’s scary and alarming. If it says anything, it says ‘give this man an award before he dies’.
Impeccable styling, nicely retouched, instantly recognizable and interesting face, clearly knows how to play to a camera in a completely age appropriate way; go for it.
So you don’t think he looks cadaverous at all?
I like it. To me it says: “Yeah, I’m f*cking old, but I’m still standing. And I’m pretty damn happy about that.”
It makes more sense now, it’s in yesterday’s HR across from The Queen in a two page spread, with a list of screenings below. It’s classy. F plastic surgery, this is real, see my movie.
It would be classy if it didn’t look like they had just woken him up to shoot the picture.
Plus, Joe, we don’t know if he’s actually _standing_.
It doesn’t look like they just woke him up — it’s completly realized and who cares if he’s standing — anyway he is, because his turkey neck would flatten out if he wasn’t.
I may have to watch LAWRENCE OF ARABIA later to remind myself how good looking and youthful Peter is/was.
It’s definitely memorable.
Peter O’Toole looks mug-shotty, yes. It feels tongue-in-cheek to me.
If the Best Actor category weren’t so quiet this year I’d actually think he wouldn’t even get nominated.