When I saw this foursome on the SAG Awards (oddly without the present Ms Loren), I was struck by how this group of four women looked as though they had barely ever met. And the movie feels just like that, even though each individual got a wonderful chance to stretch and play.
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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
When I saw this foursome on the SAG Awards, I was struk by Marion Cotillard’s dress. The rest is fuzzy to me.
In all fairness, they must all know that nobody cares about their movie anymore (they sorta stood there waiting for applause but didn’t get much if I remember correctly – maybe that was the Globes?) and the only reason Kidman is still doing these things is due to contractual agreement. Pene and Marion have to do it to keep awards hopes alive and Kate Hudson is doing it because she’s the American face for the movie and she hasn’t exactly had much going on lately so she’s probably revelling in being able to attend these functions with a movie that’s actually nominated.
I know if I’d starred in a flop and yet still had to carry on the smiling “it was just so fun, we didn’t make it to win awards” facade I’d probably be a bit nonplussed too.
Why don’t you post a picture of moments earlier at the ceremony when the camera was on Penelope Cruz presenting her as one of the nominees and suddenly Marion, Nicole and Kate started to raise their hands from the corner of the screen and cracked up Cruz?
They are having fun. They are enjoying the ride. Stop all this bitching.
YEP YEP.
I’ll take 1, 2, and 4, please.
ESPECIALLY 1.
COTILLARD POWER. BOW.
they obviously knew they were presenting together, could they have chosen dresses that clash more?
a tiny cocktail dress next to a bizarro blinding white full-body gauze bandage next to some glittery bohemian heidi-meets-maori-poi-dancer get-up next to jessica rabbit glam. the eyes boggle
I would have found it more odd if they were coordinated. Maybe it’s “something for everyone”?
Cotillard by a zillion miles, then K-Hud.
BOW.
Stop it. Penelope is a supernova of hotness AND she’s a classy lady.
I think this is the point, for me.
All four women bring something very strong to the table. At least 3 of the 4 got to do something new and unique and hard and did really well doing it. And yet, this image and the four outfits and the the feel… just feels like the movie… four different people with four completely different feelings, all beautiful, but not connected as a satisfying whole.
I think Kami is right and that speaks to Jose’s comment. When the journey started, they were all in a much happier boat. But the odd thing is that even then, the boat was too full for things to flow naturally. It was like when Yankees teams with lots of expensive free agents don’t work… chemistry. And for me, with this film, by no fault of his own as he was miscast, I think the lack of chemistry comes down to Guido.
But the point of this post was just how a moment can strike you about a film.
TIMEOUT: Why is one of the creatures from Battlefield Earth standing in between K Hud and P Cruz
And where’s Fergie Ferg?