Sorry, we’re trying to finish many things before heading off to stand outside the Gotham Awards and probably not get let in (more on that tomorrow).
The day after a big fight always leads to some introspection and soul-searching (and heavy drinking, which leads to surliness and more fighting…but this isn’t about us), and so, after yesterday’s Patrick Goldstein snarliness, a shocker hovered over raptly by tens of people, Movie City News‘ David Poland reconsiders his place in the world and wonders what this whole film coverage thing is all about:
I’m not just pointing fingers. In fact, today, I point the finger or responsibility squarely at myself…
I must be less reactive.
I must learn to shut up more often.
I must avoid thinking that "first" is always best.
I must manage my ego, both in keeping it down and letting it loose.
At the New York Press, Armond White is angry at his fellow critics again (our favorite part is when he describes "The Squid and the Whale" as "primarily a nauseating orgy of in-group solipsism.") but for some reason, on him, it’s charming.
Via AP, someone stole Gregory Peck‘s Hollywood Walk of Fame star (cut it right out of the sidewalk). Interesting choice, that…we would have gone for Robert Mitchum, probably, given the opportunity and a cement saw, though who are we to be picky?
If you’re a director, you should always pretend you’re above your reviews, whatever they may be and however voraciously you may shred the rest of the paper and your SO in order to get to them quickly in the quiet of your own home. Never have we believed this more than when we read "The Libertine" director Laurence Dunmore‘s "Right of Reply" to his critics, in verse, in the Guardian.
The drinking did not seem to impair Ebert’s writing. He was an alcoholic when he won the Pulitzer Prize in 1975, but he never missed a deadline and was never late for an appointment. Still, he was beginning to recognize that it was a dead end, says William Nack, Ebert’s friend since college. Legend had it that one night, home from O’Rourke’s, he threw his bowl of ice cream against the wall. â€œIt was taking over my life,â€ Ebert recalls today.
"He wants everybody not to have preconceptions, to see the movie and make up their own minds," said Marvin Levy, the director’s personal publicist. Levy said that neither Spielberg nor co-screenwriter Tony Kushner ("Angels in America") nor key members of the creative team plan to speak publicly about the project or participate in the usual Oscar season screenings and filmmaker conversations.
Maybe because they’re all too busy frantically trying to finish the film and skate it into theaters before the end of year awards cut-off date? Or maybe Spielberg’s just leery after what happened during the publicity blitz for his last film?
+ November 30, 2005 (The Hot Button)
+ Bloggers respond (LA Times)
+ SMUGNESS (NY Press)
+ Gregory Peck’s Hollywood Star Is Stolen (AP)
+ Right of reply: The Libertine (Guardian)
+ "The Warriors" fights on (Salon)
+ A Life in Movies (Chicago Magazine)
+ The Boys on the Side (Village Voice)
+ For Spielberg, mum’s the word still on ‘Munich’ (LA Times)