TICK,
TICK, TICK:
MGM hired an investment banker named Ken McCormick to, according
to their press release, "help the studio find distribution partners."
Uh-huh. They swear up and down that he's not going to be selling the
studio (or parts of it) off. This is actually possible, as the now
massive film and television library is incredibly valuable and almost
nothing else at the studio is. As studio CEO Frank Mancuso
said in the press release, "We seek to identify new and meaningful
alternatives." Like reducing feature output to six films a year, plus
a bi-annual Bond. Commerce, Arts, Commerce.
STAR
POWER:
The premiere of Star Wars: Episode I -- The Phantom Menace
is now officially set not to be set. As reported in this column on
March 11 (THB 3/11), LucasFilm has
decided to forgo the glitter of Hollywood and use the film's cache
to generate millions for charity. Twelve cities will have charity
premieres with tickets starting at $500. Los Angeles' charity is the
Elizabeth Glaser Pediatric AIDS Foundation.
OBSERVE
THIS:
As I so often do, I want to focus your attention in the direction
of The New York Observer. Frank DiGiacomo offers one
of the saner pieces on Miramax and Oscarmania. And read the great
Andrew Sarris on EDtv, True Crime and Forces
of Nature. I apologize for not having enough time lately to read
everything out there to find the best (and the worst) stuff for you.
But if you have suggestions for me, they are always appreciated.
BACK
AT YA:
On Tuesday (THB 03/23), I questioned
New Line's apparently soon-to-be completed deal to pick up Kevin
Costner's Cuban Missile Crisis project 13 Days, with Francis
Ford Coppola currently attached to direct. Tuesday night, I heard
from New Line's Michael De Luca, whom I already respected quite
a bit as studio head, particularly because of how he takes care of
up-and-coming directors (the wacky Tony Kaye notwithstanding).
He took the time (and showed the humility) to give some perspective
on his decision for all of our benefits. As much as I feel like a
name dropper printing it, this is a rare opportunity for all of us
to see inside the process. So here goes:
STUDIO
HEAD OF THE DAY:
From Mike: "I don't look at the lack of awards we receive each year
and let that determine how we pick movies. I try to identify fresh
material and budget accordingly, depending on the risk factor. As
long as I have Rush Hour, Blade, The Wedding Singer,
and the like in the pipeline, I feel like I can take a few risks with
things like Boogie Nights, Wag the Dog, or the films
we had this fall, like (American History) X and Living Out Loud.
I feel that it's essential for our company to keep taking risks with
first-time directors and provocative material, because we don't traditionally
play the big star game. (Pleasantville, by the way, will be
profitable).
"13 Days
is another wonderful script that I feel fulfills a yearning in this
country for any revisiting of nostalgic heroism (Caryn James
mentioned this in her NY Times year-end wrap up of the best in TV,
citing "From the Earth to the Moon") in the impeachment/disgust era
we now live in. A gamble, sure, but what isn't? I try to look for
the reasons why something might be worth the risk. The bottom line
is I only have my taste and my instinct to go by. I could never let
whether we win any awards influence what kind of material moves me.
I usually go by what I feel is marketable and what the quality of
the material is. God knows I've been wrong. Really wrong. But so far
it's worked more than it hasn't.
"Seven
and Austin Powers were real question marks when they were in post,
mostly thanks to low test scores, but we knew we had special films
there. I felt the same way about X and Living Out Loud. Sometimes
I'm right, and sometimes I miss it, but that's what keeps it exciting.
Marrying creative enthusiasm with commercial considerations with any
consistency is the goal of any studio head. I'm still working at it
but it's the best job in the world."
BACK
TO THE COLUMN:
Given that there is almost no news on Planet Movie, other than
daily deal making and production, I'm going to give the rest of this
space to the last (I suspect) Oscar® letters of the season. Tomorrow,
things should be back to normal, including a story about how Cruel
Intentions changed my life. But before the Oscar letters, a couple
of letters on reading screenplays before seeing the movie.
READERS
OF THE DAY:
From Bilge: "The problem with people reading scripts before seeing
the film is that, it seems to me, these days everybody is an aspiring
filmmaker. The way every 13-year-old once wanted his own band, these
days every 15-40 year old is working on a script, reading about grosses,
walking out of The Thin Red Line, ranting about plot points,
etc. So, people feel that by reading the scripts, somehow they're
in the know and privy to information that the great unwashed don't
have access to. Silly, silly. I find myself guilty of this sometimes.
I read the screenplays to Casino and Saving Private Ryan
before they came out. I found that my knowledge interfered with my
enjoyment of Casino (which I later watched again -- I think
it's an overlooked masterpiece) and, ironically, my knowledge of SPR
allowed me to appreciate Spielberg's direction better. He made that
film about something -- the script was extremely humdrum and pointless.
"On the other
hand, I also read the script for The Thin Red Line, which is
so vastly different from the film it's ridiculous. It happens to be
the only screenplay I've ever read that I would put up as a work of
literature -- it's incredible. I loved the film, as well, but knowing
the script (although I'd pretty much forgotten it by the time I saw
the film) allowed me to understand some things about it that confused
others. Many of the criticisms levelled at the film asked for elements
that were actually in the script. So one could see that the removal
of historical specificity from the final film was a conscious artistic
choice, not a dumb oversight. So, I guess I'm torn. Sometimes, knowing
the screenplay can help. But on the other hand, one has to respect
a director's intentions. You're depriving the director of his/her
most important function by reading a script beforehand -- you're 'seeing'
the film before it's directed. How's that for messing with the auteur
theory?"
And from Moriarty
of AICN, this POV: "Why do we read scripts ahead of time? Well, I
can't answer that for anyone but myself. Even knowing Harry as well
as I do, I can't answer for him. I know that for me, it goes back
a long way to when I was kid living in Florida. It felt like I was
on a different planet than Hollywood, and when details would leak
about movies I was interested in, it was like getting a sip of ice
water in the middle of a desert. When I finally moved to LA and started
finding myself in the position to get my hands on a few scripts, I
devoured them. Over time, though, I realized something. I really like
the separate experience of reading a script. I write myself, and I
frequently see something done well in a script, a technique or a way
of handling something, that I've never seen before. More than that,
though... I love the movies I play in my mind before I see the film.
I don't make the mistake of comparing them, either, because the film
someone else makes will ALWAYS lose. I just cherish the ability to
have the experience the way I like it. That's just me, of course.
'Moriarty' out."
And now, Oscar
stuff, starting with Robin: "If I were more paranoiac than I am, I'd
be looking and listening to a raft of true weirdness lurking underneath
the merely kooky stuff already commented on such as:
"1. The failure
of Heche's mic during her narrative on the... hmm... technical awards.
"2. "That she
repeated her lines -- with the same inflections and gestures -- WORD
FOR WORD once she got to the podium.
"3. That no one
has commented on the layers of Jim Carrey's meta-comedy --
the sublimity of his audaciousness in coming onstage and telling the
truth (he was robbed) and letting everyone laugh at it. I'm reminded
of something my old math professor once said, "Everyone at court laughs
when the king and queen laugh, but only the jester really knows what's
funny." To me, Carrey's fake tears were more poignant than the real
ones sparkling on Paltrow's cheeks. And, in my opinion, Paltrow is
more neo-Princess Grace than 'Little Gloria.'
"4. Whoopie's
high-point -- her impromptu valedictory of Gene Siskel -- with
a subtext that hinted that a large measure of the success of independent
movies was spurred on by his and Roger Ebert's championing
them for years before Miramax had the Disney money to promote itself
-- her Statue of Liberty thumbs-up more than made up for her disco-drag.
"5. All the people
dumping on Benigni should hark back to when Robin Williams
hosted the Oscars -- now, THAT was hyper! (although I really loved
his Sylvester Stallone Hamlet, 'Tuh be, or whut??', years before
Dead Poets -- the true start of Shakespeare becoming accessible to
the masses, and Robin Williams being accepted as an actor).
[PS: I agree with you that Benigni's Night on Earth performance
was great, but then again, so was he great in Down by Law.
"I kill-ed a man" -- what a glorious line.]
"6. re: Kazan
-- it probably put a kink in Marty's credibility to have to hug the
guy, but he can make up for it by doing a blacklist montage of great
directors and performers (and writers) for the Oscar 2000. If they
can redeem Kazan via his art, they should do the same for all those
whose careers were cut short by Kazan's and others' speaking out."
From Brigitta:
"Hey, I read your remarks about the e-mail you received, and for whatever
it's worth, I think Roberto and Gwyneth deserved their awards -- as
much as any of the others would have if they had won it. I know that
sounds weenie, but after all, if your performance got an Oscar nomination,
it certainly deserves to win it. Think about it, of all of the thousands
of performances every year, these are the five that are voted the
best! As the cliché goes, there were no losers, all were winners.
Just because my personal favorites didn't win, that's no reason to
be catty or petty about it. And I agree that I thought Whoopie did
a good job as host. (I suppose it's easier to be spiteful than open-minded.)"
From Australia
Dave: "Maybe you were right about The Thin Red Line. It ages
well in my mind. I'll give ya that one. Anyway, I saw the Oscars in
Australia. I'll be brief: as expected, Whoopi told jokes that weren't
funny six months ago (when did liberals become so uncool?)... sweet
Gwyneth chopped onions on stage and made the night seem like Senior
Prom (she should be smacked like that hysterical woman from Airplane
or Cate Blanchett should have dumped pig's blood on her from
above )... look for Val Kilmer to have a lifetime supply of
Trigger-brand glue this spring... Chris Rock gets off the night's
funniest one liner (to Whoopi: 'Thanks, Oprah') and then calls Kazan
a 'rat' (showing more balls than losers Nolte or Harris)... Warren
Beatty and Kurt Russell display how much better they are
than the rat... a very deserving James Coburn brings his hot
granddaughter to the show (right?)... Honorary doctor Robin Williams
took up more time presenting an award than the winner gets to speak
(When is he going to realize that his ad-libs sound ad-libbed?)...
Sir Harvey officially brought an end to his little independent studio,
making it a full-blown monster machine with his little purchase (and
making it down right unlikable!)... and a whole group of people who
stood next to a politician who does a good professional job but was
a crappy person, arrogantly shunned a pitiful person who made several
classic movies. Slip away, indeed. At least is wasn't boring, David."
Mod Rod: "I object
to the reader earlier this week who referred to Roberto's jubilant
display at the Oscars as 'Euro-dork' schtick. As I see it -- and a
true cynic like himself cannot -- that was happiness, joy and a zest
for life. I wish I could feel the same. I, for one, find his actions
infectious and inspiring. P.S. I saw The Mod Squad last night.
Surprisingly good."
E
ME: It's time for us all to go back to the movies. Let's try a light
topic for a day or two. Like, what's your favorite concession item (whether
your waistline allows you to indulge or not) and why?