MCN Curated Headlines Archive for April, 2018

“It is critical that Mr. Weinstein be granted access to e-mails relevant to the certain civil proceedings and criminal investigations and that are in the Debtors’ possession, as they were sent or received by his TWC e-mail accounts. The Debtors’ continued refusal to permit Mr. Weinstein to access these emails has significantly impinged his ability to effectively defend himself from these allegations and is a continuing deprivation of his due-process rights.”
Harvey Weinstein Hoves Into View At Bankruptcy Court

LA Times

“There are a lot of people inside and outside who think that these are reasonable issues, that the academy is not being well run… It’s a bit knee-jerk, and it’s trying to figure out what it wants to be. The final thing that pushed me over the edge is I went back to incite change and to get a better academy, and I did not feel like I was successful at all.”
Bill Mechanic Speaks

thestar.com

“The major change is to make sure that all of our programming — the festival, our learning programs, our theatrical releases, our Cinematheque, everything that we do — all works in the same direction to serve this incredible audience that we have and to use all of the tools of TIFF to do that. We want to keep our audience really engaged and excited. People are always going to want to share experiences with other people. They’re always going to want to share that discovery of a new movie.”
Cameron Bailey On New Responsibilities At Toronto Int’l And TIFF Lightbox

“They would finally have to reveal to the public how their titles perform.”
“Netflix has rejected showing its movies at some willing theaters, and Hw’d insiders don’t understand why”

“Wall Street meets Apocalypse Now, Cavicchia as Colonel Kurtz, ensconced upriver in his suite eight floors above the security team. People were shocked that no one from the bank or Palantir set any real limits. They darkly joked he was listening to calls, reading their emails, watching them come and go. Some planted fake information in communications to see if Cavicchia would mention it at meetings, which he did. It ended when JPMorgan’s senior executives learned that they, too, were being watched, and what began as a promising marriage of masters of big data and global finance descended into a spying scandal. An intelligence platform designed for the global War on Terror was weaponized against ordinary Americans at home.”
“Palantir Knows Everything About You”

hollywoodreporter.com

“Given this opportunity, I’m sure that Saudi Arabian filmmakers are now going to start making the kinds of films that will gain recognition all over the world. And I bet very soon, a film from Saudi Arabia will get nominated for an Oscar. I love that you’re going to the movies!”
“Tom Rothman, Jeff Shell, Jim Gianopulos, Alan Bergman and Kevin Tsujihara were among those to record special video messages for the historic screening of Black Panther on Wednesday night in Riyadh.”

LA Times

“Netflix would like to get some of its movies for Oscar contention or other types of industry awards. They’re trying to get credibility. Netflix took off when a couple of their own titles got nominated for Emmys. That lent credibility to what they’re doing. If they can do that for various awards, that might raise the platform.”
Netflix Has Considered Buying Up Brick-‘n’-Mortar as Oscar Showcases For Streaming Content

NY Times

“Monáe soundlessly padded into the room, clad in a velour caftan, gold earrings and rings to match. She was barefoot, her toes painted metallic silver.”
Jenna Wortham On “How Janelle Monáe Found Her Voice”

“It’s incredibly saddening that a group of people with an agenda are willing to advocate untruths and say anything just to attempt to discredit the Weekly and anyone who is involved with it.”
“The new owners discussed ‘influencer programs,’ to help mitigate the PR-shitstorm we were consumed in, and touted their vast Rolodex of friends flocking to advertise in the paper and site, primarily from the corporate-marijuana industry. They discussed prospecting celebrities in some instances to produce written content on films — not interviewed by reporters or writers, but stories on movies by the movie stars that appear in them.”
An Insider’s First-Person Account Of What Became Of LA WEEKLY

“The bacon’s got a wow factor. When you hear those words first things in the morning, I feel like this place is going to work.”
Bill Murray Plumps His Caddyshack-Themed Restaurant

Michael Phillips Talks True Screwball And The Awful Truth With Molly Haskell
“The greatest of all screwball couples, who became comic divinities thanks to the magic in McCarey’s madness.”
With – Haskell’s Criterion Liner Notes

MCN Curated Headlines

“I don’t think it’s cruel to say this, because John himself would undoubtedly have turned it into a gleeful anecdote: When he had the stroke that killed him, he was at a local dinner theater. Hell of a review.”

“I am inclined to aver that every activity needs its critics, from narcissists bloviating in Washington to exhibitors of knee holes in their blue jeans by way of following a fad. So, too, tennis players and others wearing their caps backward. There is, to be sure, only fairly innocuous folly in puncturing pants or reversing caps, but for political or artistic or religious twisting of thought or harboring holes in the head there is rather less excuse. I have always inveighed against the bleary journalism practiced by newspaper reviewers, as opposed to the real criticism performed by, well, critics.”

“I often felt a twinge of grief at the idea that John Simon had devoted his life to a method of work that could only make him increasingly unhappy. Here was a man, elegant, articulate, and vastly knowledgeable, fluent in at least half a dozen languages, whose gifts of mind gave nothing back to the arts he wrote about except a few unkind remarks that made fun of someone’s performance, ethnicity, physical attributes, or, with a pun, on his target’s name. (“If this is Norman Wisdom, I’ll take Saxon folly.”) Other theatre critics keep such darts in their rucksacks for occasional use; John lived by them.”

“One person’s critic is another person’s crackpot. That they are not united in their opinions is ascribable to the Latin saying: quot homines, tot sententiae. I myself prefer being considered a creep, but that is what you get for having what Vladimir Nabokov called ‘Strong Opinions.’ It is odd that in a country so wallowing in negativity, starting with mass shootings and climaxing with Trump, such an unimportant matter as theater criticism should generate so much hostility. The only target patently more important is lead in the drinking water.”

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E. Scott Weinberg On Youthful Fangoria Encounters

Rome Bookstore Closes

With a Grauniad-Alleged $300 Million Budget, Could The Yet-Unseen But Surely Weird Cats Pass A Billion Dollars at The Box Office?

WEEKEND READS ON MEDIAQUAKE

Tribune Trolley Problem

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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