The Hot Blog Archive for September, 2006

Klady's Friday Estimates & BO Hell – 9/30

(Note: A typo in friday’s numbers put Jackass: Number Two at $6.2 million. The correct number was $4.2 million)
Title | Distributor | Gross * | Theaters | % Change | Cume
Open Season | Sony | 6.2 | 3833 | | 6.2
The Guardian | BV | 5.8 | 3241 | | 5.8
Jackass: Number Two | Par | 4.2 | 3063 | -63% | 41.9
School for Scoundrels | MGM | 2.7 | 3004 | | 2.7
Fearless | Focus | 1.4 | 1810 | -61% | 14.5
Gridiron Gang | Sony | 1.3 | 3033 | -56% | 30
The Illusionist | FS/YF/Odeon | 0.8 | 1319 | -21% | 29.4
Flyboys | MGM | 0.7 | 2033 | -64% | 8.3
The Black Dahlia | Uni | 0.6 | 2009 | -55% | 19.2
Little Miss Sunshine | Searchlight | 0.6 | 1065 | -31% | 51.7
All the King’s Men | Sony | 0.5 | 1520 | -63% | 5.1
Also Debuting
Facing the Giants | IDP | 0.4 | 441
The Last King of Scotland | Searchlight | 41,000 | 4
A Guide to Recognizing Saints | First Look | 28,000 | 8
Journals of Knud Rasmussen | Odeon | 12,000 | 43
Broken Sky | Strand | 1,500 | 1
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Clarity On Gurus

I don

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Rinko Kikuchi

She’s one of the two little-known “it” girls of Babel and she landed in Los Angeles ever so briefly..
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A quick QT look…

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Good Sheet/Bad Sheet?

AND NOW – The Trailer
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A great poster or a terrible poster? I’m really not sure myself…

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Gurus Of Gray – Post-Toronto Wrangling

Penelope Cruz is getting the media committment that might shove her into an actual nomination… George Clooney gets thrown into the ring sight unseen… Love for The Departed starts turning up in earnest… and Dreamgirls, Mirren & Whitaker are your early leaders…
The new charts

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Lunch With David – Atonement Day Is Coming!

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Here It Is

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Von Triers Does Art Porno

Just when you thought the bad sex movie posing as art was killed off by the suprisingly superior Shortbus, Lars Von Trier invests in a dirty movie that looks like a 70s skin flick. But he got distribution in the U.S… on DVD… by porn distributor Wicked Pictures. Oy.
The film is called All About Anna and it even has its own MySpace page.
The nice thing is that there is both a very earnest explanation of the film and a Dogma 95 Manifesto specifically for films like this, called “The Puzzy Power Manifesto“. It includes such tidbits as: “It is not enough for four unknown actors to enter stage right, drop their pants and simply get down” and “The films must be based on woman

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Sometimes A Blackberry…

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When two e-mail subject lines are funnier than one… or maybe not.

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Why We Don't Link To Caryn James Much

A reader sent in a note asking:
“I was reading the NY Times article on All the King’s Men and was wondering about their referral of Toronto as a “nonexclusive” festival. My knowledge seems to contrast their reference, or am I taking their comment out of context? Are they referring to strictly Oscar races that Toronto would not aide?”
I wasn’t really sure what this person was talking about because I bailed out of the Caryn James piece when it was clear that she was doing her usual “I told you so” after the fact schtick, loaded with assumptions she really knows nothing about. When she is right about something like this, it is by mistake.
But looking for the specific reference the e-mailer was calling out, I found:
“Oscar-ready films that have opened in September, like

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Departed Discussions

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Leonardo DiCaprio
Matt Damon
Vera Farmiga

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Harvey's New Scam

With Bobby resting uncomfortably on life support, Harvey needs a brand new bag.
And that bag is… Sienna Miller.
The sad part of the Harvey ramp-up is that it has become so ham fisted that this kind of laughable nonsense now leaks out of the same handful of walking orifices every time. That group now includes Tom O’Neill, Jeffrey Wells, and the late charging (in this case) Roger Friedman, who should be doing a story on Sienna as an Oscar frontrunner about…. now.
Have you noticed that Harvey’s other game of the year – the record breaking standing ovation – is now happening at every festival where American journalists don’t seem to be in attendance at the screening. Clerks II at Cannes

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Holy One Sheet!

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Looks like it’s either going to be so audacious as to be a major event or so audacious that it loses 85% of the audience… we soon shall see…

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Why Studio 60 Sucks

I hated the pilot… but the pilot made the second episode look like genius.
The truth of the matter seems to be that Aaron Sorkin is making a show about making an hour long drama and not really about live TV or SNL or anything else. Not surprisingly, Sorkin doesn

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THB – And so, another circle jerk begins.

After it screened for a selected audience guaranteed to love it and for an Ain’t It Cool News crowd in Austin that was guaranteed to love it, the jungle drums are beating over Apocalypto.
So let me take a moment now to engage with reality.
This is exactly the strategy he used on The Passion of the Christ, though its screenings were further from the release date and, because of the material, it was inherently more divisive. There is nothing surprising in any filmmaker repeating the steps that led to a big success on their last film.
Mel Gibson knows how to make an action film with intense emotional peaks. Always has, drunk, sober, crazy, sane, anti-Semitic or in love with Barbra Streisand. There was never any question that Apocalypto was going to be interesting, likely visually compelling, and that language was not going to be an issue, anymore than it was for The Passion of The Christ – which, like it or not, was a strong, extremely brutal action film.

The rest…

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Sunday Estimates by Klady

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This is probably going to sound petty, but Martin Scorsese insisting that critics see his film in theaters even though it’s going straight to Netflix and then not screening it in most American cities was a watershed moment for me in this theatrical versus streaming debate.

I completely respect when a filmmaker insists that their movie is meant to be seen in the theater, but the thing is, you got to actually make it possible to see it in the theater. Some movies may be too small for that, and that’s totally OK.

When your movie is largely financed by a streaming service and is going to appear on that streaming service instantly, I don’t really see the point of pretending that it’s a theatrical film. It just seems like we are needlessly indulging some kind of personal fantasy.

I don’t think that making a feature film length production that is going to go straight to a video platform is some sort of “step down.“ I really don’t. Theatrical exhibition as we know it is dying off anyway, for a variety of reasons.

I should clarify myself because this thread is already being misconstrued — I’m talking about how the movie is screened in advance. If it’s going straight to Netflix, why the ritual of demanding people see it in the theater?

There used to be a category that everyone recognized called “TV movie” or “made for television movie” and even though a lot of filmmakers considered that déclassé, it seems to me that probably 90% of feature films fit that description now.

Atlantis has mostly sunk into the ocean, only a few tower spires remain above the waterline, and I’m increasingly at peace with that, because it seems to be what the industry and much of the audience wants. We live in an age of convenience and information control.

Only a very elite group of filmmakers is still allowed to make movies “for theaters“ and actually have them seen and judged that way on a wide scale. Even platform releasing seems to be somewhat endangered. It can’t be fought. It has to be accepted.

9. Addendum: I’ve been informed that it wasn’t Scorsese who requested that the Bob Dylan documentary only be screened for critics in theaters, but a Netflix representative indicated the opposite to me, so I just don’t know what to believe.

It’s actually OK if your film is not eligible for an Oscar — we have a thing called the Emmys. A lot of this anxiety is just a holdover from the days when television was considered culturally inferior to theatrical feature films. Everybody needs to just get over it.

In another 10 to 20 years they’re probably going to merge the Emmys in the Oscars into one program anyway, maybe they’ll call it the Contentys.

“One of the fun things about seeing the new Quentin Tarantino film three months early in Cannes (did I mention this?) is that I know exactly why it’s going to make some people furious, and thus I have time to steel myself for the takes.

Back in July 2017, when it was revealed that Tarantino’s next project was connected to the Manson Family murders, it was condemned in some quarters as an insulting and exploitative stunt. We usually require at least a fig-leaf of compassion for the victims in true-crime adaptations, and even Tarantino partisans like myself – I don’t think he’s made a bad film yet – found ourselves wondering how he might square his more outré stylistic impulses with the depiction of a real mass murder in which five people and one unborn child lost their lives.

After all, it’s one thing to slice off with gusto a fictional policeman’s ear; it’s quite another to linger over the gory details of a massacre that took place within living memory, and which still carries a dread historical significance.

In her essay The White Album, Joan Didion wrote: “Many people I know in Los Angeles believe that the Sixties ended abruptly on August 9, 1969, ended at the exact moment when word of the murders on Cielo Drive traveled like brushfire through the community, and in a sense this is true.”

Early in Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, as Leonardo DiCaprio and Brad Pitt’s characters drive up the hill towards Leo’s bachelor pad, the camera cranes up gently to reveal a street sign: Cielo Drive. Tarantino understands how charged that name is; he can hear the Molotov cocktails clinking as he shoulders the crate.

As you may have read in the reviews from Cannes, much of the film is taken up with following DiCaprio and Pitt’s characters – a fading TV actor and his long-serving stunt double – as they amusingly go about their lives in Los Angeles, while Margot Robbie’s Sharon Tate is a relatively minor presence. But the spectre of the murders is just over the horizon, and when the night of the 9th finally arrives, you feel the mood in the cinema shift.

No spoilers whatsoever about what transpires on screen. But in the audience, as it became clear how Tarantino was going to handle this extraordinarily loaded moment, the room soured and split, like a pan of cream left too long on the hob. I craned in, amazed, but felt the person beside me recoil in either dismay or disgust.

Two weeks on, I’m convinced that the scene is the boldest and most graphically violent of Tarantino’s career – I had to shield my eyes at one point, found myself involuntarily groaning “oh no” at another – and a dead cert for the most controversial. People will be outraged by it, and with good reason. But in a strange and brilliant way, it takes Didion’s death-of-the-Sixties observation and pushes it through a hellfire-hot catharsis.

Hollywood summoned up this horror, the film seems to be saying, and now it’s Hollywood’s turn to exorcise it. I can’t wait until the release in August, when we can finally talk about why.

~ Robbie Collin