The Hot Blog Archive for August, 2005

The Next "Next New Thing"

While you are done with your Sprinkles cupcake, take a walk around the corner (you need it) to HannSpree, the giant new near-empty storefront on Beverly Drive and get a whiff of the future.
These guys are a little off the mark, but very close to the next big thing in home computing and decorating… theme monitors. They still produce primarily regular televisions, which I don’t see catching on beyond the bedrooms of very wealthy children and kitchens. The TVs are rather small by today’s standards and I doubt that many people want a 52″ baseball TV in their living room.
But as they realize that the market for themed monitors is quite real and that a couple of hundred-dollar premium for a really cool monitor is very viable, their business should take off.
Take a look

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The Festival Blog Starts Its Life

First review… wish it was a better movie…

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Uh….

A Reuters/Holywood Reporter headline says, “Oteri switching teams for ‘Southland Tales’.
With due respect to a talented woman, shouldn’t the headline be “Oteri works!” or “The Rock and Seann William Scott Reunite” or even “We Really Have Nothing Else To Write… Sorry.”

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Okay, Creative Ones…

Looking for the best 25 word take on Paul Haggis’ version of James Bond?

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About Katie's Boys…

If you’re interested, my Hot Button today mentioned: “Four Brothers, I am amazed to say, is a good, old fashioned time at the movies. It is so clearly a The Sons of Katie Elder rip-off, coming out of the studio that owns Katie Elder, that it is surprising not to see any credit to the original, though the studio had it slated as a remake as late as last November. I don’t know what the issue is, but my guess is that it has something to do with the very, very difficult and demanding estate of John Wayne, which may well have remake rights that allow the Waynes to vet production choices. Regardless, John Singleton and the youthful credited writers – David Elliot and Paul Lovett – did a nice job of maintaining the spirit of the original while adapting the whole notion to the modern era.”
That lead to a reader e-mail that pointed out the writers claiming “they’d never seen Elder until after the movie was done” in a Creative Screenwriting podcast interview.
But meanwhile, ln a “New Paramount” story in Variety last November 7, this appeared: “The rest of 2005 includes remakes of “Bad News Bears,” “Last Holiday” and “The Sons of Katie Elder”; and TV-based projects “Aeon Flux” and “The Honeymooners.””
So…

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What Deadwood Is to Cursing

Rome is to graphic sex… endless, graphic nudity and sex.
Remember when Polly Walker was just sexy? Now we’ll all be expecting her and her 40something implants to have sex with a live animal by episode 3.
How can she not? Her first appearance in the show is fully front, mid-fornication, followed by a bad, followed by being covering in animal blood in a see through frock… oy yoy yoy yoy yoy…
I can’t decide if this show is actually good… but man, it is the raunchiest thing I’ve seen on TV for a while.

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Great V-sar's Ghost!

James Purefoy, the guy playing Marc Antony in HBO’s new show, Rome, is the guy who ended up being let go from the role of V, replaced by Hugo Weaving, in V for Vendetta.

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Sunday Box Office Analysis

ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz……

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Early Box Office Analysis – 8/27

The Brothers Grimm, which dumped its pretense of being a Terry Gilliam movie (except for people who read newspapers

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Here's An Idea…

… inspired by Stella’s Boy…
What if there was a THX for theater service?
Remember, THX wasn’t a specific hardware package, but a standard bearer.
What if a theater offered PMS – Premium Movie Service… ushers that ushered and threw people out… a 2 minute guarantee at the concessions stand… info about the commercial schedule so you could see what you like or skip it if you like

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It's Hot…

Sorry to leave you guys to your own devices…

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The Rest Of The Story, 2005…

The lost portion of The Scarlett Johansson 911 Transcript follows:
“I’m Scarlett Johansson, an actor… no, The Island was not my fault… do you know how much press I got for fondling Benecio del Toro in an elevator and they couldn’t open that movie… yes… no, just fondling… he had a sore… exactly! if I’m not a big enough star to open The Island, why are these paparazzi following me to Disneyland… okay, but only if you send the police now… ‘What am I, Scarlett Johnasson, doing after personally shutting down Steven Spielberg’s studio? I’m going to Disneyland!’… thanks… are they on the way?… yeah, I got special passes from Jeffrey… yes, they’re real… are you still recording this?”

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Fear & Loathing In The Critics Chair

It’s funny (Not really.) When I saw that Stephen Hunter of The Washington Post was writing on

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My First Toronto List

Here

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Where Have You Gone, Jack Valenti?

If the endless droning about

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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