

By David Poland poland@moviecitynews.com
BYOB – Apolitical
Yeah… we’re almost there.
No… I’m not going to stop just because we’re close.
Yeah… by the end of next week, you will see the last political post in here for a long while.
Yeah… we’re almost there.
No… I’m not going to stop just because we’re close.
Yeah… by the end of next week, you will see the last political post in here for a long while.
Triple Option on: BYO Oscar
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Hcat on: BYO Oscar
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BYOB: 235 Years Of Relative independence
BYOB Weekend: Hop, An April Fool’s Gag?
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
On the contrary. The moment this is over, the topic will shift to the other race: Oscar.
Has anyone purchased one of those Roku boxes to stream netflix films? Looking into putting one on my christmas list but want to know how well they work.
It’s like that song from Halloween #: Season of the Witch: “5 more days until movie talk, movie talk. 5 more days until movie talk, movie talk.”
You get the idea.
Silver Shamrock…
Gotta love Megaplex Theatres in Utah. First they show the wrong movie to an audience expecting HSM3. Then they ban “Zack and Miri” because of the title.
Family values indeed.
Hcat: Buddy of mine has the Roku and loves it. Me, I’m just happy that starting Monday, Netflix will allow streaming for Mac OS users such as myself.
Can’t believe they are actually remaking this, and that Sam Jackson is playing Sho ’nuff.
http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/hr/content_display/news/e3i6aed018f8f53c49b726df7ed83b2e24a
I rewatch the original every few years and it’s still mildly fun in a Beastmaster, Return of Captain Invicible vein. The funniest part is a two line role from William Macy.
“You are the last dragon you possess the power of the glow”
THREE. MORE. WEEKS.
TWILIGHT = 55 OPENING DAY, 125 WEEKEND.
BIGGEST MOVIE IN THE HISTORY OF CINEMA DROPS IN THREE WEEKS, and everyone is unprepared.
“55/125.” — LexG.
Obviously I didn’t stroke your ego enough re: cinematography and color timing, so it had to come back to this garbage.