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The National Board of Review

Thursday, December 11th, 1997

The National Board of Review wins the award for first major film awards given out this year, weeks before many of the films are released. In fact, all the major awards except the Oscars will announce winners or nominees by next Thursday. The N.B.R. picked L.A. Confidential for Best Film and Best Director. Helena Bonham Carter got best actress in Wings Of The Dove. Anne Heche received Best Supporting Actress for the combo of the upcoming Wag The Dog and Donnie Brasco. (Funny, they didn’t mention Volcano) And As Good As It Gets, the James L. Brooks film due Christmas Day, won two; for Jack Nicholson snagged Best Actor and Greg Kinnear Best Supporting Actor. The Kinnear choice strikes me as a Golden Globe-like mistake-ination. But I haven’t seen the film yet. Coincidentally, this week’s The Whole Picture is all about the second lap of the Oscar race. Vote with your mouse.
Local jails are overflowing out here. First, Robert Downey Jr. doesn’t pass drug test, doesn’t win 200 hours of community service. Now, Christian Slater gets 90 days for his rampage last summer during which he bit a cop. Maybe if he had been wearing panties like Marv Albert the state would have let him plead to a misdemeanor. Of course, if I were a conspiracy nut, I’d say that this is all Oliver Stone’s way of getting the boys close to the Menendez Bros. for a few months, prepping his saga on the misunderstood shotgun murderers. With Glenn Close as Leslie Abramson and Andy Garcia as Jose Menendez. (Yes, I made that all up. Thank God!)
Last week, The Hot Button covered the high-rent marketing for James Bond. This week, it’s the low-rent deal that New Line has made for Lost In Space. Long John Silver has come on board for a cross-promotional effort. Yuck! Is that fish’n’chips or chicken or what? Somehow, I don’t see New Line convincing Gary Oldman and William Hurt to slap on the trademark eyepatch. Maybe that’s why the mini-major’s original promo deal with Little Caesar’s, fell through. No togas. That one’s still in litigation.
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