BYOB Archive for May, 2009

BYOB… Sundays with Anghus…


BYOB Thursday

Leaving Salmon Central behind… Terminated Salacious ahead…
Questions of the Day: Did something keep Transformers Dos from opening LAFF or is a concept comedy with Jeff Daniels and Ryan Reynolds really that good?
How big will Pixar’s most surrealist film to date fly?
And is the best documentary of the year an off-the-radar old school (no talking heads/no narration) film about training kids for Olympic gold while still in pre-school and elementary school?


BYOB – Tuesday Of The Courts


BYOB – Happy Memorial Day '09

The Seattle fun continues… lots to write… hopefully this afternoon, I will get to it.
We are now into two of the highest profile Sundance docs – The Cove and We Live In Public – that require digestion… especially WLiP, which has some personal resonance that I need to think about for a while. I think the film is about a lot more… and a lot less… than Ondi Timoner might realize or wish to consider. On the other hand, maybe she gets it completely. I’ll have to ask. The Cove, on the other hand, is really about taking action and, as so many great films are, is about the power of the individual when focused. The former is about a person with the power to get started, but who never finishes… the latter about finishing at all costs and not worrying so much about how much attention one gets for starting.
Somewhere in the middle are The Yes Men, who have a kinda sequel to the first doc about them here, The Yes Men Fix The World. They are somewhere between the other two films… interested in very specific goals with very specific action, seeking to publicize their work until after the fact, in order to make their case about the need for us all to wake up. One of the interesting elements of this film is that they seem to be restarting their movie franchise, somehow seeming to be unhappy with the quite excellent first film. In the end, they are not as skilled as documentarians as the last team was – the have the directing credit on this one – and the loss of objectivity is not to their advantage. Still, an interesting film.
Still, I think my favorite so far is Terribly Happy, which, as a function of style not always level of talent, is like a hybrid of David Lynch and Chris Nolan, leading to intrigue, humor, and more ideas than this very intimate piece seems to be capable of delivering. It is possible to overpraise this film and the invocation of these directors may have this effect. But the hybrid makes for a quality film experience and, as is often the case, lower expectations make good seem great.
More later…


BYOB – Saturday

Things seem to be going apace with y’all… a bit of soul crunching, load blowing, and adult conversation to boot… glad to see it… here’s a fresh space for some more, as a lovely day in Seattle calls. 4 movies yesterday… good day. Really interesting film called Terribly Happy. More on it, and others, to come…


BYOB – On The Road Again

Heading up to Seattle for a week… going for 3 or 4 movies a day… Salumi… Spike Lee… Hostel 3 dvds on the street…
I should be back online tonight…


BYOB Mit Heraus Dem Abschlusswiderstand


BYOB… T100 Style


BYOB Weekend – Angles & Demonstration


BYOB Humpday @ Cannes




BYOB Weekend – 589


BYOB – Looking For Something

Quiet out there…


BYOB – Going South

It’s a good day to… drive.


BYOB – Summer Launch Weekend


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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