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We’ll always watch movies, I suspect — at least until whatever apocalypse we’re in for hits and the electricity goes out — but I don’t think we’ll actually be watching them on plastic DVDs for very much longer. I’m beginning to see a time for myself in the very near future when I may never have to buy another DVD…
“James Franco and Anne Hathaway personify the next generation of Hollywood icons— fresh, exciting and multi-talented. We hope to create an Oscar broadcast that will both showcase their incredible talents and entertain the world on February 27.” Or so the Academy would like us to think…
Just Airplane and Police Squad! alone provide a trove of hilariously deadpan moments. Surely, Nielsen will be missed.
When I was very little — like, so little I was still sitting in a high chair when this happened — I peeled my finger with a vegetable peeler, apparently just to see what would happen. I’m told I didn’t start to scream until my mother and grandmother started screaming…
Let’s just call it a given that William Shatner is probably at the tops of many a list. Who else? Al Pacino? John Malkovich? Jim Carrey? Are there any actresses who could be called hammy?
This could be a movie so wonderfully bad that you can’t help but love it. Or it could be a movie so terrible that you love to hate it. Or maybe you define “cinematic turkey” some other way…
One fan suggests it’ll be like fan fiction, but not as interesting. Sounds about right to me, when Hollywood seems committed these days to generally distancing itself from any hint of cleverness or originality…
Would be it about truly interactive movies, entertainment experiences that combine both intense narratives and gameplay? Would it be about movies created via a new technology, like a crowdsourced screenplay or something similar?
Leah Rozen in The New York Times, writing about the new British film Made in Dagenham, about women in the late 1960s who struck the Ford plant where they worked, makes a cogent point that hadn’t occurred to me until I read her words, though it’s clearly so head-smackingly obvious that it almost doesn’t need to be said: Hollywood doesn’t make movies about working-class Americans anymore.
It’s not even Thanksgiving yet, and already Christmas is starting to feel old. Decorated trees and glittery things and blinking lights have been up in some stores for weeks already, and I was in more than one shop this week that was playing Christmas music nonstop already. I’m gonna be suffering from Christmas burn out before December hits.
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