So, this is Thursday. I hope it’s a good one. Let’s bust out the news cannon and fire a few salvos, shall we?
If I note that the Guardian review of What Fresh Lunacy Is This? is tagged “Biography” and “Alcoholism”, is it naughty to automatically think of Oliver Reed? Well, it sounds like a mildly diverting read, at any rate.
It depressing news, but it looks like Big Hollywood’s relentless drive towards all blockbusters, all the time is working for them. Dreadful news for anyone looking for a bit of variety in the multiplex, though.
Between Pacific Rim, talks on Hellboy 3, and The Strain, our ol’ buddy Benny D Toro has been busy lining up work, and now he’s got Crimson Peak to prepare for. Good points: stars Benedict Cumberbatch and Jessica Chastain. Bad points: It’s a horror.
There’s been enough bloviating about big names using Kickstarter that there’s no point rehashing it, other than to say I like Kevin Smith’s position on it.
Great piece on David Bordwell’s site on martial arts director Lau Kar Leung‘s career following his death last week.
Want to read the screenplay for Orson Welles’ unfinshed The Dreamers? Whaddya mean, “no”? Sheesh. No pleasing some people.
Apparently the right wing politicos are pleased the White House Down is tanking, due to a percieved anti-US armed forces bias. Whether it’s really failing due to a patriotic refusal to support such a viewpoint, or the rather more prosaic viewpoint that it’s another feeble Roland Emmerich effort is an open question. Could also be that the “White House Under Siege” market was saturated by Olympus Has Fallen earlier in the year, unless there’s a huge pent-up demand for films set in besieged government installations that I’m not aware of.
Want to see some more pictures from the upcoming post-apocalyptic Supertrain inspired Snowpiercer? Whaddya mean, “no”? Sheesh. No pleasing some people.
While it’s good to see that, at least judged on a basis of box office, we’re divesting ourselves of this myth that women can’t be funny, going by Melissa McCarthy’s success is any metric. It’s just odd that a good chunk of that success is based on the huge opening weeked of The Heat, which on the basis of the trailer looks as funny as you’d expect a film with Sandra Bullock in it to be.
As a collective, we here at theOneliner got round to talking about the attractiveness of cinemas just t’other day, so it’s a somewhat pleasing bit of synchronicity to see the Guardian’s look at Australia’s independent cinemas. The article’s unnecessarily dismissive of the average multi-plex, though. They might not win any architechure awards, but they’re almost universally comfortable and designed such that your view isn’t obscured by someone’s head, and with a decent sound system. As anyone who’s experienced the difference between, say, Edinburgh’s Cameo 1, which is beautiful, and Cameo 3, which is a coffin, can tell you, viewing experiences outside of modern cinemas can be wildly divergant.
Oh, I’ll take you down to trailer town. Don’t think that I won’t.
- Ride Along, another attempt at resuccitating the buddy cop comedy.
- Elysium, with Mechano-Matt Damon off saving the world again.
- The Boxtrolls, which isn’t the most appealing title but it’s from the folks behind the excellent Coraline and Paranorman.
- Sharknado, the harrowing documentary of the real-life shark-filled tornado.
- Lovelace, about Deep Throat star Linda Lovelace who actually did have harrowing things happen to here (albeit not as harrowing as a shark-filled tornado, which to the best of our knowledge did not happen to her).
- Cutie and the Boxer, which defies short explanations other than ‘documentary’. A genuine docmentary at that, nary a shark-filled tornado in sight.
That should be enough to keep you going over the weekend. We might even get back on the podcast horse next week! Stranger things have happend, such as those tornados filled with sharks that I hear so much about lately.