WEEKEND
REVIEW
Before I get to the
box office, a few words about Gene Siskel. The work of judgement
sometimes causes a certain loss of humanity. We can all too easily forget
that those who live in the limelight live in the same fragile skin in
which we all live. Gene Siskel lived on both sides of that reality.
Let us all first remember the loss of a human. A 53-year-old man with
a wife and three kids. He was more than a thumb. And less. He was a
reflection of us. And that reflection, in tandem with Roger Ebert,
became among the most important spokesmen for the commercial cinema,
for better and for worse, that we have ever seen. With all the good
work that Ebert will do for the decades to come, no one man (or woman)
will fill the particular shoes that Siskel and Ebert filled. We have
both lost a man before his time and have witnessed the end of an era.
(For Roger Ebert's comments on Gene Siskel, click here.)
AND
NOW, THE BOX OFFICE
The battle between
holdovers Message in a Bottle and Payback is literally
too close to call. As of Saturday night, the difference was $15,000
in Message's favor, with Message winning Friday and Payback taking
Saturday. Both films are estimating a $10.3 million weekend. That will
be broken, but not by much. Last Sunday, as it turned out, Message beat
Payback by $425,000. But this Friday, the difference between
the two films was one-10th as great as it was last Friday, so if that
remains consistent, the final tally seems likely to have the two flicks
separated by less than $100,000. Both of these films were way ahead
of the pack, landing more than $3.5 million ahead of the No. 3 finisher,
My Favorite Martian. I did get one positive letter about MFF
last week. Just one. It is the only evidence I've seen of anyone (other
than Ron "Outta This World" Brewington) liking the film.
Yet, it dropped only about 20 percent in weekend two of its run ($6.7
million). That is outta this world. Blast From the Past's claim
of a 13 percent drop (to $6.1 million and fourth place) strains credulity
for much the same reason.
The only newcomer
to break the $5 million mark was October Sky (an estimated $6
million), a film which I like more and more upon reflection. It is sappy.
It is old-fashioned. It really works. The film opened on significantly
less screens than any other top five (1,495 screens) and did only $34
less per-screen over the weekend than the top per-screen film, Message
in a Bottle. Universal, which has been pushing this film among the
critical community harder than any film in a long while, seems to believe
that a long run for the film is likely. And I would agree with some
reserve. Building a picture into an eight-figure box office hit without
an awards ploy ahead is not easy. And this is, as I've written before,
one of the strongest winter/spring movie seasons I've seen in years.
A week against 200 Cigarettes, 20 Dates and 8MM
may help the cause. But Analyze This, Cruel Intentions
and The Deep End of the Ocean are on the way, chasing much of
October Sky's audience. Anything less than a 500 screen bump
next weekend is playing it a bit too safe.
The second five
starts with Shakespeare in Love, which actually cooled for the
first time, down approximately 20 percent with an estimated $5.8 million
weekend. She's All That continued to stay pretty strong, with
a 30 percent fall to $5.4 million and seventh place. It seems likely
that "her" strength was reflective of the weak start for Jawbreaker,
which managed only $1.6 million on just 801 screens. I guess that romance
for the young ladies and some bitchy hot bods for the horny boys works
better than bitchy hot bods all around. (Speaking of which, take a look
at my chat transcript with Rose McGowan and Rebecca Gayheart,
here.) There's no bitchiness
in Office Space. Jennifer Aniston is on display, but she's
exposing more flair (as in buttons worn at her Fridays-like place of
employment) than underwear. The $4.3 million eighth place surely disappointed
the Fox team which seemed to like the film more than they expected to
once delivered. But that is the rub. The staff of grown-ups connected
with a comedy that is really for working adults. Don't get me wrong.
This ain't Casablanca. But maybe the adult audience will connect
strongly with this one on video and cable.
Rushmore
dropped just 7 percent to $2.7 million after adding 25 percent more
screens. Unfortunately, this film still hasn't hit the $10 million mark.
I'm sick of writing about how Disney blew this one and I'm sure that
you are sick of reading it, but it burns me to see a film this good
lost to the whims of a big machine. It just ain't right. Closing the
Top 10, one wrong was made right as Saving Private Ryan added
an estimated $2.4 million (down approximately 35 percent) to its total,
hitting $203 million and taking its well-deserved spot as the highest
grossing film of 1998, passing Armageddon. Speaking of quality,
Best Picture nominees Life is Beautiful, The Thin Red Line
and Elizabeth all finished out of the money, in that order. Ebb
and flow. Ebb and flow.
THE
GOOD:
The Thin Red Line, which is closing in on $35 million domestic,
continues to look like it will find a bigger audience outside North
America. It snapped up the Golden Bear at the Berlin Film Festival this
weekend. The film also took the award for Outstanding Achievement in
Cinematography from the American Society of Cinematographers. (Now you
know what that "A.S.C." means in the credits of films.) This could be
an indication of the one award TTRL might take at the Academy Awards
in a year when a four-Oscar® sweep could be the best any one film
does. Meanwhile, back in Germany, Stephen Frears was named Best
Director for The Hi-Lo Country, a film that has fallen off the
face of the Earth after not winning many (I think it got something)
critics awards or major award nominations. The film deserves better.
THE
BAD: The
Berlin Film Festival was home to more concerns about how the Asian financial
crisis continues to make conditions for international film financing
tougher and tougher. The European Film Market (EFM), which runs concurrently
with the festival, noted a decided lack of new product from the once
unstoppable Hong Kong industry. Like the American Film Market (The AFM),
much of the business done is TV and not theatrical sales these days.
There's not enough money in those sales to put bread on the table.
THE
UGLY:
There are already protests over the production of American Psycho
up in Canada. The film, which started shooting yesterday, is upsetting
me, too. I believe in freedom of speech as an absolute. This film should
be made. But director Mary Harron continues to add sexy young
women to the cast (Reese Witherspoon, Samantha Mathis,
Chloë Sevigny and Guinevere Turner) who would seem
to be inevitably involved in graphic depictions of sex and death with
star Christian Bale. Sexy sadism might reach into a dark place
in my psyche that I generally stay away from. But then Harron tells
the Toronto Globe & Mail, "I'm not really interested in violence,
so none of the ghastly things that are in the book make it into the
movie." So maybe I don't have to worry about feeling too weird. But
is that good or bad? I still feel that the book was a weak piece of
writing, but the concept was as horrifyingly brilliant as A Clockwork
Orange or much of David Cronenberg's work. If the transition
to film doesn't fulfill that promise, it will be as disappointing and
gimmicky as the book was.
THE
CHAT:
This Wednesday, Martha Plimpton, one of the stars of Paramount's
200 Cigarettes joins me for Movie Chat. 6:00 p.m. ET/3:00 p.m.
PT. Only from roughcut.com. Only on Yahoo! Chat.
JUST
WONDERING:
Do you all get as much goofy e-mail as I do? I know it's not a movie
thing, but I ran into a story on the Net hoaxes at C/Net Central and
I enjoyed reading it so much, I bet you might be amused too. Click here
to read it for yourself.
QUOTE
WHORING USA:
For My Favorite Martian: "Christopher Lloyd's best crazy
character since, well, what was his last movie?" "Just when you thought
Ray Walston was dead..." "Just when you thought Daryl Hannah
left show business!" "Outta this world!"
HAPPY
TRAILERS TO YOU:
I was a bit shocked by the trailer for Drew Barrymore's Never
Been Kissed. I think the film has made one huge mistake. Drew's
beauty is a simple beauty. And yet, in this tale of a less-than-attractive
young adult going back to high school for a story and becoming a high
school princess, they decided that Drew's goofball style would be even
simpler than the Drew men drool for. When she emerges from the cocoon,
she doesn't look much different. To cover up her inner light, she needs
to be a woman who makes the wrong fashion choices (see The Drew Carey
Show's Mimi) and not no fashion choices. She needs to emerge by
stripping down to the essential Drew, not dressing up to be the vixen.
Of course, producer Drew may have felt that the stereotypical glasses
and bad hair were too cliché. And she'd be right, but this choice
just doesn't seem to work.
BAD
AD WATCH:
This is a fun one. To me, at least. James Wilson of Fox-TV, St
Louis calls 8MM "This year's most powerful thriller." Well, he
might even believe that, but it's still a Bad Ad Watch winner. Why?
The only other film that can legitimately be called a thriller and that
was released this year was Payback. Now, I haven't seen 8MM,
so I can't make the comparison. For all of my deconstruction of Payback,
I didn't really dislike it with abandon, but there is something off
about winning a bold-headline, all-caps battle with just one other film.
JUST
WONDERING 2:
Does anyone actually get the sense that they are really releasing Just
the Ticket this Friday? (This question is also the answer to another
question -- Why are the Bond films the only movies that MGM/UA can make
any money with?)
READER
OF THE DAY:
From Helen: "Two notes. I am so saddened by the death of Gene Siskel.
I have watched the Siskel and Ebert show for many, many years. Through
them I began to question critics and to really watch films. I learned
much. I will miss their differences and their take on films. I know
Ebert will still be around but it will not be the same. I, for one,
will miss Mr. Siskel. Second, thank you for blasting the possibility
of (Joel) Schumacher directing another Batman movie. I have been
so disgusted with WB for letting Schumacher run his mouth that I have
almost stopped seeing their releases if I possibly could. (Which hasn't
been that hard of late!) I cannot imagine what they have for brains
if this is true! Rocks, sawdust? It is beyond me how this big mouth
has been allowed to run amok for so long! Thanks for listening. Hope
you were able to get rested from Sundance. You still sound a little
tired. Take care of yourself."
E
ME: I am still pretty exhausted and I'm afraid that it's not going
to get any slower anytime soon. How about a word for Gene Siskel?
And who would you like to see Christian Bale chop up
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