AXE
AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE:
Last Tuesday (THB 2/27), I mentioned Chris
Petrikin's story on Variety's Front Row conference in New
York and how his pals at Variety "did him a solid" by slipping
him an internal memo that was floating around the trade magazine. On
Wednesday of last week, eight-year Variety veteran Dan Cox
was fired for allegedly being the guy with the fingerprints on the super-private
fax to Petrikin. The New York Post puts the axe handle in the
hands of Tad Smith, president of Variety's Media Group, but you
can be sure that "ferreting out The Mole" was a team effort. Interestingly,
as of Monday (March 5) afternoon, Inside.com, which surely knows
everything there is to know on this story, has not written a word about
the incident or their involvement. And I'm not chiding them for accepting
news from an inside source. Not at all. I doubt that Chris or Dan thought
for a second that this would lead to such a dire response. But even
if Chris continues not to comment, even to his own outlet, they should
be running the story. It is really important inside news that reflects
quite dramatically on the battles in which entertainment journalists
now engage daily. The irony being that our internal battles are generally
far more serious than anything we cover. For the record, there was no
note of the firing in The Hollywood Reporter or the L.A. Times
either. (The New York Post's piece on the firing is here.)
SPEAKING
OF INSIDE: Michael Cieply, a Hot Button whipping boy
for his involvement in the absurd Inside Line project, did a great story
on the Writer's Guild strike, looking beyond the surface and into an
interesting area of internal conflict at the WGA. Read it here.)
JUST
WONDERING: What can I say about The Farrelly Bros.
doing a Three Stooges movie? "Jim Carrey IS Moe! Edward Norton
IS Larry! Jack Black IS Curly! in The Three Stooges Meet
Joe Lieberman! (with Gretchen Mol as Shemp)"
DISCUSSION
DU JOUR: This came from 3 VW Bus: "Instead of continually
harping on the Clintons and what they have done wrong, why don't you
explore the sensationalist media circus that has erupted not only over
the Clintons, but also over such ridiculous matters as the Orlando Sentinel's
attempt to get Dale Earnhardt's autopsy photographs. This is
not a public's right to know, or a freedom issue. It is just plain stupid."
My Response:
You are right about any effort to print autopsy photos of anyone who
is not a matter of public concern in terms of the nation's right to
know. However, the fact that others have done wrong does not excuse
The Clintons. The brazen acts of non-political self-indulgence by this
president rises above (or below) the acts of any other president in
the modern era, including JFK and his affairs and Richard Nixon
and his political self-righteousness. Yes, there are always bad acts
happening. Many have happened inside the Oval Office. But while I have
no real objection to any Clinton acts that were political in nature
(see: Susan McDougall), I have nothing but contempt for his behavior
in the Marc Rich and Hugh Rodham-driven pardons. The idea
that only the Republicans look for dirt is completely absurd. As the
Democrats couldn't get traction with America on Iran/Contra, Republicans
couldn't get traction on perjury. But what is so remarkable about the
current rush is that it is led by Democrats, NOT Republicans. That's
why Clinton now suddenly "wants to be a private citizen." This time,
he needs people to forget, not forgive. And if the Orlando Sentinel
runs autopsy photos of Dale Earnhardt, please let me know and
I will blast them to high heaven. That is disgusting. However, trying
to get them to let their medical investigators determine if the cause
of death was preventable… that is not offensive to me at all.
READER
OF THE DAY: CC, Not Pounder writes: "Dave-- Some things
need to be aired and addressed about this incessant continuous whining
drone about the quality of the year's films and Gladiator in
particular.
This year, for all
the media stories about the dearth of good films, has produced no less
than eight viable contenders for Best Picture. The fact that ALMOST
FAMOUS, CAST AWAY, BILLY ELLIOT were not nominated is sad because,
in their own way, each were worthy of the coveted nomination based on
historical evidence of what type of films get acknowledged by the Oscars.
But it doesn't mean that those that received the nominations are unworthy.
CHOCOLAT?
Not my favorite film but I can understand why the Academy would choose
it to represent the best of the year: It's beautifully made, it's a
sweet story and it feels like a Hollywood movie -- look at this in contrast
to BILLY ELLIOT -- a story we've seen at least two times in the
last decade -- the mines are closing and the plucky citizens have to
find a way to let the beauty of their arts shine through and rise above
(THE FULL MONTY got a BPic nod for that premise) and it's about
a dancing boy. Ho-hum.
ERIN BROCKOVICH?
A finely done bio pic that has something to say and is not just a love
letter to itself as ALMOST FAMOUS is. Almost Famous makes
the sin of overindulging Cameron Crowe's already over-inflated
sense of self worth to a sweet but insignificant end. The script is
a great slice of life and is justly honored, the Academy made the right
decision by not giving him a Best Pic Nod.
TRAFFIC?
One of the finest technically made films in the last decade. Brilliant,
career best performances from several actors and a realistic portrayal
of a problem for which there is no solution.
CAST AWAY?
Why wasn't it nominated? Perhaps backlash over the last Zemeckis/Hanks
collaboration that also make $200M+ and took home a boatload of Oscars.
CROUCHING TIGER?
A fine film in any language. Not my fave but deserving of recognition.
The problem that
everyone seems to have is GLADIATOR. Why? Does it not fulfill
the classic type of Hollywood film? Epic? Sprawling? Significant Historical
Era? Story of one person's struggle against forces much larger than
himself?
Ben Hur?
Braveheart? English Patient? The Last Emperor?
Titanic? Out of Africa? Patton? Lawrence ofArabia?
And how about the
Big Hollywood productions that were nominated that didn't win Best Picture?
THE ROBE? THE 10 COMMANDMENTS? CLEOPATRA? DOCTOR
ZHIVAGO? SAVING PRIVATE RYAN?
Whatever naysayers
out there that say that Gladiator doesn't deserve to be nominated
let alone win Best Picture are suffering some sort of lapse of memory
of Hollywood's appreciation of what the medium exists for: to entertain.
The Academy gives the award of Best Picture to what they consider to
be the most entertaining picture of the year. The gross receipts alone
puts Gladiator in the company of Dances With Wolves, Forrest
Gump and Titanic for sheer audience appreciation...not to
mention the meticulousness and precision of the final on-screen product.
Everyone has their
favorites: Your choice of Quills as Best Picture is as defining
of your personal taste as mine is defined by O Brother, Where Art
Thou? as my favorite picture... the problem is that the academy
voters (just like most of America) has tastes that are in the middle
of the road. And isn't that what most awards do, is reward those individuals
that make a real impression on the society at large either with pure
entertainment or an important message?
Of the Best Picture
contenders, Gladiator is certainly the most commercial AND the
most successful of the field and is an achievement in filmmaking that
is rarely attempted and even more rarely an exciting piece of cinema.
It may bother you and your fellow critics (like little Jeffrey Wells)
that Gladiator has received 12 nominations but nominations don't always
translate into wins (The Color Purple? The Turning Point?
11 noms and NO WINS -- but would you deny their acclaim as being deserving
of at least the nominations?)
Gladiator
may eventually win none of their categories but in terms of technical
accomplishment, compelling storytelling and pure motion picture quality;
Gladiator got the nominations and acclaim it deserves. Get over
it, you artsy-fartsy snobs, and just pray that your other nominations
get what they deserve because at this point, other than Julia Roberts,
it's anybody's game."
E
ME: Took a long time to get to calling me an artsy fartsy snob.
Ew. Time to let your voices be heard. T minus 12 days.