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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
WINSLET…..WINSLET WINSLET WINSLET!!!!
Winslet???
So happy for her.
Also for Rourke, Boyle, Fey, Giammati and Linney.
But still…..
WINSLET!!!
I haven’t been watching it, but have been reading the wonderful Nick Davis’ liveblogging.
Some good winners – although I would’ve prefered Cruz take the supporting gong – especially Farrell, which I’m so happy for. Glad an awards body has the guts to reward him despite not being in vogue anymore to be a fan of his. Kate sealed her Oscar, didn’t she, with two great speeches, right? And bah to Slumdog Millionaire. I guess while most others can harp on about it being feel good and all that crap I’ll just remember all the delighful child abuse, domestic violence, eye-gouging and police torture. Truly heartwarming.
good for Mickey…despite his love of saying balls.
was underwhelmed by Rev Road…and the Reader left a bad taste at times but very happy for Kate W.
Camel: it’s like Millions! Seriously; it’s Millions set in freakin India, and I am supposed to be overjoyed with this film? Really?
Millions was better.
Kate Winsalot…
Who was the lead actress in “The Reader”?
Hey Puff Didy, or whatever the hell your name is — when Spielberg is talking, accepting his DeMille award, you LISTEN. You don’t look elsewhere, bored. Be thankful you’re even in the same zip code.
P-Diddy is the Paris Hilton of rappers. Or something.
Just in case it wasn’t clear, Sean “Diddy” Combs is completely insane:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsJcKYVSo2o
Who was the lead actress in “The Reader”?
That chick who played the teenage boy.
That Spielberg montage gave me chills. Pure class.
And so was Scorcese.
Is Aronofsky/NBC in trouble because of his middle finger 🙂 . The best didn’t see that coming moment of the night.
Also, SBC bombed. Ouch.
SBC did not bomb to me nor hopefully to the rest of the world who were watching. Maybe some insecure stuck up rich narcissists were upset by his comments but I say Hollywood could do with a few more pointed jabs. If causing botoxed bitches and closeted clothes horses to double take is called bombing these days – then long may SBC bomb.
Does anyone think Angelina Jolie is the most sour c–t on the planet these days? She’s all kind of revolting. Her insipid looks and pained expressions. Please – stay at home with your ragin ego and get out of the slimelight for two fucking minutes and go look after your international football team of a family.
IO, I’m not sure what you’re saying? Are you agreeing with me or not?
And I completely agree with the comment about P-Diddlyo – PuffCrackle’n’Pop or whatever his name is.. how this guy became a symbol of chic and cool I’ll never know. Sean Coombs has the charisma of cancer. Why is he even invited? Do the stage hands wear his label or something?
finger’s in the clips too
http://www.nbc.com/golden-globes/video/clips
Did you mind SBC’s Ritchie joke? Sally Hawkins, anyone have a problem with her speach?
Testing 1 2 3…
How does a movie which is 99.99% pop songs, Hindi hip-hop, and lilting vocals, beat out Desplat’s Barryesque score?
While I wasn’t surprised that I was gagging during some of the Globes, I was very surprised that the gag-inducer was Kate Winslet. It’s not the year for that sort of display.
anna paquin! cool bananas
Lex (umm…) I’d argue that the music of Slumdog Millionaire is the very best part of the movie and if you took a listen to the soundtrack you’d discover that there is a lot more to Rahman’s score than you probably thought (less M.I.A., less Bollywood numbers) and that it was the music that gave the movie life.
Besides, I believe if a movie is filled with original songs to go with an original score doesn’t the music of the songs count as part of the score? That probably sounds confusing, but I’m thinking of Bjork’s work on Dancer in the Dark as an example or the many nominations to Alan Menkin.
I’d also think it worth mentioning that Desplat’s Button score, while lovely, is far from his best (Birth being the finest music score in… oh… twenty years or so.)
Saw Slumdog Millionaire on Saturday and to see it clean up at the Globes on Sunday is baffling to me. Easily Boyle’s worst movie to date. If the same story was told in a poor North American neighborhood and the lead played by a Hollywood actor, the critics would’ve ripped it apart. Easily the most overrated movie of the year.
Camel – you won;t believe how refreshing it is to hear you mention the Birth score as you did. I agree with you wholeheartedly – it’s a fantastic piece of work which i regularly listen to but NEVER hear anyone discuss!
As for Slumdog – it deserves every award it gets. After wading through my screeners over Christmas and coming up against every awards cliche in the book (‘pleeeeease, give MEEE a statue!’) SM was a pure blast of fresh air. Plus Boyle is a lovely chap and completely deserves to be recognized.
diddy was there because he produced (and was a co-star) A Raisin In The Sun, a finely crafted (and underrated) old-fashioned TV movie.
With all the mocking of him (nis moniker) I thought Walt Kowalski had come back from the dead and learned how to blog.
Camel: I agree with you, and I especially agree with Montrealkid. This is why critics and to a certain extent the Academies/Foreign press are so fucking whack. IF Slumdog was set in fucking Kansas. No one would give a shit. Seriously; it would be seen as a slight effort, released in April, and forgotten to the ether.
This is just how shit works in Hollywood: India is cooler than Kansas. What utter bullshit.
Didn’t see the show. Youtubed some of the speeches.
I think she’s a terrific actress and very pretty to look at… Kate, Kate, Kate!!! Kate Winslet? Kate Winsing. mroe like. That speech was beyond Gwynnie. Hell, she’s now in a galaxy, far, far away. I hope she gets a good look at it and she and her peeps prepare her for something far more dignified for the Oscars.
Fame lasts 15 minutes, infamy only a life time. But a bad speech ends up played over and over and over on YouTube.
Think of your kids, Kate!
Who’s SBC?
Slumdog couldn’t have been set in Kansas. Mumbai is a character in the movie. That stuff doesn’t happen in Kansas.
In fact Mumbai is the one character that arcs in the whole thing. The characters grow up but they really don’t change.
Can’t understand why everybody’s bent out of shape over the Madonna/Ritchie joke–it doesn’t even rank in the Top 100 Horrible Jokes made about her. (One of my favorites: then-Weekend Update anchor Norm MacDonald described newborn daughter Lourdes as “the fourth-largest object ever to pass through Madonna’s birth canal.”)
Winslet’s dual wins were the highlight(s) of the evening for me.
Now if only she could repeat that hat trick at the Oscars!
The (surprise) victories of “VCB,” Farrell, Rourke and Byrne were
(along with the Spielberg centerpiece) other gratifying moments in a generally entertaining, and well-paced, evening. (And thank heavens they didn’t forget the glorious “Catch Me if You Can” in Spielberg’s clip reel.)
As a non fan of “Happy-Go-Lucky,” “Hawkins’ win did scare the bejesus out of me, though.
Glad you’re not dead Lex!
Rourke to Tomei during the sound drop out. Need to know basis is running very high. Anyone know? It’s at the :42 mark (the counter runs backwards, it’s time remaining, not time into the clip).
http://www.nbc.com/golden-globes/video/clips/surprise-win-of-the-night/927021/
You can also see the flip.
I’m saying now…I enjoy the Globes more than the Oscars. There’s less bullshit leading up and it’s an all around more fun show. It’s not so stuffy and “proper.” Plus, I like how it brings TV and film together. And, Collin Farrel won for “In Bruges” which is an AWESOME film, Mickey Rourke and “Slumdog” too. Hells yeah!
I agree in a lot of ways, Don, it’s nice that the Globes don’t waste time with ‘A Tribute to Montages Through the Years’ or production numbers etc. which mostly bore me at the Oscars.
I was especially glad for the acting winners this year, haven’t seen Slumdog still so no opinion there. ESPECIALLY happy for Rourke, whose performance I like more than Penn’s at this point.
SBC bombed, as far as the audience was concerned, I think that’s inarguable regardless of whether his jokes were good or not. Personally I preferred Ricky Gervais’s stuff (“I told you, Winslet, do a Holocaust movie and the awards roll in!”)
I believe that SBC is Sacha Baron Cohen, Triple Option.
“SBC did not bomb to me nor hopefully to the rest of the world who were watching. Maybe some insecure stuck up rich narcissists were upset by his comments but I say Hollywood could do with a few more pointed jabs.”
What are you talking about? Pointed jabs? A comments about Victoria Beckham and Madonna.
You could tell by the audiences reaction that this time they were not amused by his shtick and neither was I, actually.
I think I could actually feel the audience collectively flinch when Ricky Gervais made his crack about the lack of “gag reels” for DVD editions of Holocaust movies.
Ricky Gervais was bitingly funny – with his signature delivery. And the Holocaust jokes (while dancing on the edge) were great. Especially after we’ve seen countless stories and references annually either stating outright or alluding to that very real truth. It’s reaffirming to me when jokes like that squeeze through the “safe zone”.
As far as SBC – the problem is that it was tired, hack material. He might as well have been wearing a pastel tux in front of an off-the-strip crowd in Vegas. If you are going to go there then be daring or original. Otherwise, it’s groans and eyerolls and time to check the watches…
Cohen’s problem was just as much due to the delivery of the jokes. He stuttered the first punchline and didn’t have the right energy in the Guy Ritchie capper. He also might just be one of those people who aren’t “on” without a persona to funnel it through.
I’ll be happy when SBC finds a new schtick.