The Hot Blog Archive for July, 2007

MCN-A-Go-Go

We’ve had a bunch of original content on MCN this week…
There are two pieces on This Is England, first by Gary Dretzka, the second by Noah Forrest.
Larry Gross’ appreciation of Ingmar Bergman will soon be followed by Ray Pride’s.

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A Clever Idea

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And by the way… the first of what are sure to be many Dreamgirls sing-a-longs took place a couple fo weeks ago, at an outdoor theater at Outfest.
And next, the grunt-a-long version of 300.

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What The HELL?!?!?!

Ingmar Bergman.
Tom Snyder.
Bill Walsh.
Michel Serrault.
Ulrich M

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De Duva

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Behind The Superbad Wall

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Once again, they are looking for name, birthdate, and zip code. Good luck, foreigners!
All three clips are from the first 20 minutes of the film or so, though they also contain some of the great dialogue runs that define the film.
The site…

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Shoot 'Em Up… Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough

Shoot ‘Em Up is the grindhouse movie that Harvey Weinstein seemed to think he was going to get when he gave free reign to Tarantino and Rodriguez. As B movie thrill rides go, the screenplay by Michael Davis kicks Grindhouse ass.
Now don’t get me wrong. As a director, Michael Davis is not in the class of Tarantino, Rodriguez, Bay, or even Wiseman at this point in his directing career (the very start). He had a bigger budget for this film than for any of his direct-to-DVD features that he previously knocked out … but still nothing in comparison to any of the other directors. Would the extra money have helped? Who knows how much or how little?
However, Davis as screenwriter – with a hand from producers Murphy, Montford, and Benattar and, of course, veteran make-it-work editor Peter Amundson – doesn’t let us look at his directing limitations for very long. Usually when people say a movie is wall-to-wall action, they are engaged in hyperbole. Not this time.

The rest…

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Watchmen Poster

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The ComicCon Movie Poster
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Original Covers

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Bergman Dies

Antonius Block: I want knowledge! Not faith, not assumptions, but knowledge. I want God to stretch out His hand, uncover His face and speak to me.
Death: But He remains silent.
Antonius Block: I call out to Him in the darkness. But it’s as if no one was there.
Death: Perhaps there isn’t anyone.
Antonius Block: Then life is a preposterous horror. No man can live faced with Death, knowing everything’s nothingness.
Death: Most people think neither of death nor nothingness.
Antonius Block: But one day you stand at the edge of life and face darkness.
Death: That day.
Antonius Block: I understand what you mean.

For me, I will start with the Billie August directed The Best Intentions, which was Bergman’s pre-birth and then post-birth look at his parents, where they and then he came from… the beginning of his tale. Then we can jump right into Smiles of a Summer Night, his breakthrough here, now 52 years old… and on…

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Stat O' The Day

For those of you wondering…
Ove the first 90 days of Summer, 2007 is once again the Best Summer Ever
2007 – $2.87b
2006

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Sunday Estimates by Klady – July 27

The Simpsons reminds us, yet again, at how silly it is for all of us/any of us to be throwing around OPT (Other People

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Friday Estimates by Klady… Simpsonize

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Box Office Hell – 7/27

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(Updated @ 2:19p to include late, post-east coast matinee, post-BO Hell posting entries by La Fnke.)

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Sweeney Todd Teaser Poster

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(a close-up after the jump)

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There was little new or news to chew on at the Paramount event at ComicCon.
But before they got started was the “hello” from the ComicCon staff. And with that came some new rules. As has been noted before, we are now in the error/era of the PG-13 ComicCon. But they have also decided to censor the question and answer process, pointing out that on top of vetting your questions and expecting you to stick to the script, they expect the audience to be completely respectful of the talent

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The Hot Blog

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“I was 15 when I first watched Sally Hardesty escape into the back of a pickup truck, covered in blood and cackling like a goddamn witch. All of her friends were dead. She had been kidnapped, tortured and even forced to feed her own blood to her cannibalistic captors’ impossibly shriveled patriarch. Being new to the horror genre, I was sure she was going to die. It had been a few months since I survived a violent sexual assault, where I subsequently ran from my assailant, tripped, fell and fought like hell. I crawled home with bloody knees, makeup-stained cheeks and a new void in both my mind and heart. My sense of safety, my ability to trust others, my willingness to form new relationships and my love of spending time with people I cared about were all taken from me. It wasn’t until I found the original The Texas Chain Saw Massacre that something clicked. It was Sally’s strength, and her resilience. It was watching her survive blows to the head from a hammer. It was watching her break free from her bonds and burst through a glass window. It was watching her get back up after she’d been stabbed. It was watching her crawl into the back of a truck, laughing as it drove away from Leatherface. She was the last one to confront the killer, and live. I remember sitting in front of the TV and thinking, There I am. That’s me.”
~ Lauren Milici On “The Final Girl”

“‘Thriller’ enforced its own reality principle; it was there, part of the every commute, a serenade to every errand, a referent to every purchase, a fact of every life. You didn’t have to like it, you only had to acknowledge it. By July 6, 1984, when the Jacksons played the first show of their ‘Victory’ tour, in Kansas City, Missouri, Jacksonism had produced a system of commodification so complete that whatever and whoever was admitted to it instantly became a new commodity. People were no longer comsuming commodities as such things are conventionally understood (records, videos, posters, books, magazines, key rings, earrings necklaces pins buttons wigs voice-altering devices Pepsis t-shirts underwear hats scarves gloves jackets – and why were there no jeans called Bille Jeans?); they were consuming their own gestures of consumption. That is, they were consuming not a Tayloristic Michael Jackson, or any licensed facsimile, but themselves. Riding a Mobius strip of pure capitalism, that was the transubstantiation.”
~ Greil Marcus On Michael Jackson