April 24, 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
What? No Bond appeal in the rainbow quadrant?
I’m not sure what happened to his face, but he used to be quite good looking and now it’s like… yikes.
“For girls?” Because only heterosexuals look at Hot Blog? And, only heterosexuals who can’t appreciate a good-looking guy?
If it were Gerry guy’s guy Butler, you’d have a point.
Q. Can you credit some of the reaction to the Gerard Butler cult? I even saw middle-aged women going positively bonkers.
A. Possibly. I didn
After identifying too much with Jason Segal’s physique I will be going to the gym this afternoon to try to work towards this example.
Well, I did ask for a half-nekkid man … he’s not normally my type, but I must admit, he does look mighty fine in this shot.
And yes, Chris, hetero men should be able to appreciate a nice male physique, just as women can look at a half-naked woman and appreciate that yes, she does indeed look nice, even if the picture doesn’t inspire us to turn into drooling sex fiends.
But why is the pic of the woman so obviously Photoshopped to perfection, while Craig here looks untouched? Surely she’s pretty enough as it is without making airbrushing her to the extent that she looks like an expensive blow-up doll (not that I have personal experience with blow-up dolls, but I’m just saying …).
But on a film-related note, does anyone really think Quantum of Solace (in spite of being burdened by perhaps the unsexiest Bond title ever) actually looks compelling, based on the what we’ve seen? Not a huge Bond fan to begin with, but this one just isn’t getting me all that excited.
I’m not a Bond fan but I thought Casino Royale was one of the best action movies of the decade so the sequel is top of the list of must-sees along with Austrailia and Milk. The shorter running time gives me some pause but I trust Forster to know what he is doing. The plot seems to be about avenging what happened in the first movie and since as a director Forster has always dealt with death, greif and mortality he seems like a good choice to helm.
The trailer was cut in an epilectic style so you don’t get a feel about what the film is about so there isn’t anything to get all that excited about except knowing that there are plenty of action sequences. But the same was true with Casino, we didn’t know it was going to be a winner until the first reviews started coming in early November.
Yes, I think the movie looks compelling. I was about to say I wasn’t the biggest Bond fan either, but now that I think about it, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen them all at one point or another.
I love that Quantum of Solace is actually a continuation of the story from the last one, not just another “gimmicky madman with gimmicky plan for world domination/annihilation” story. I love that, as with Casino Royale, they seem to be tweaking the formula and the form just enough to make the franchise feel current without feeling heretical. I even love the seemingly much-abused Jack White/Alicia Keys theme song, which pulls off that same trick of blending Bond pomp and polish with fuzztone-feedback grit. Not a Shirley Bassey classic Bond tune, but perfect for what they’ve done to the character.
So yeah, consider me compelled. I love me the Oscar bait as much as the next film geek, but I’m equally excited to get some summer in my holidays.
In my next life, I will look like this. Also, I will be able to play the saxophone.
About photoshopping photos – doesn’t Kidman’s fingers look weird? Or are my eyes failing me?
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“Actor Josh Brolin has been tapped to join the league of celebrities playing action heroes on the big screen – he’s in negotiations to star in a film version of comic book classic Jonah Hex.
According to Variety, Brolin is in talks to take on the lead role in the movie adaptation of the popular 1970s DC Comic.”
Still say he should have been the Man of Steel… I’ve been saying this for at least five years, long before he became popular again… Jonah Hex? Sigh…
I can’t imagine Brolin pulling off Clark Kent but Hex sounds about right, I would rather he was in a real western as opposed to some comic book one. He seems born to be on a horse with a six shooter, rocking a monster stache, and talking in a slow drawl.
Can’t see Brolin as Superman, but then again I’ve never been able to see ANY known actor in that role. How anyone could’ve ever considered Redford, Caan, Cage, whoever, over the years is beyond me. Star casting would destroy the already tenuous illusion that a pair of glasses and a little Brylcreem makes a viable secret identity. Unknowns make it a bit easier to suspend one’s disbelief.