Gawker reports of travel shabbiness at the possibly troubled Weinstein Company: "Everyone who’s headed to the Cannes film festival to support the many projects they’ve got in competition there, including the Quentin Tarantino half of Grindhouse, will be flying to France economy-class." Not to worry, for those concerned: Harvey, at least, will be taking his private plane.
Which reminds us â€” we will be going to Cannes after all, at least for the first half, stay here and keep hitting refresh until some festival coverage shows up at this blog. Maybe we’ll even sit next to a Weinstein exec on the flight over, from whom we can cadge some Xanax!
Roger Ebert writes:
A beautiful bouquet of flowers was delivered to the house the other day. A handwritten note paid compliments to my work and wished me a speedy recovery.
Who was it from? A friend? A colleague? An old classmate? The card was signed, â€œYour Least Favorite Movie Star, Rob Schneider.â€
Saints preserve us.
Ebert, whose review of "Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo" provided the title of his new book, "Your Movie Sucks," calls the gesture "a reminder that in the great scheme of things, a review doesnâ€™t mean very much."
When told that this article doesn’t have a specific peg to hang it on,
the quick-talking businessman in him emerges. We could plug his latest
creature-from-the-deep movie, he suggests. Corman tells me he recently
met an executive from the Sci-Fi channel to discuss the new picture.
Its prequel was something called Dinocroc (tagline: ‘It feeds on
fear’), and the executive wanted another film along the same lines.
Corman suggested Dinocroc 2 as a title, but it was vetoed. It turns out
that sequels in name aren’t as heavily watched as sequels marketed more
‘I said immediately, ”Did I say Dinocroc 2? I meant Supergator!” ‘
Corman laughs merrily. Supergator, he tells me, is having its final
special effects added and will air on the channel later this month.
In the new issue of Film Comment, Brynn White praises Lee Marvin: "Marvin could go from a snarl to a laugh in a split second, and mean both of them equally. In fact, sneers and laughs generally went hand in hand."
Lorenza MuÃ±oz and Claudia Eller at the LA Times report that Guillermo del Toro, Alfonso CuarÃ³n and Alejandro GonzÃ¡lez IÃ±Ã¡rritu are shopping around an "all-or-nothing, five-picture deal" that includes two other, lesser-known directors and at least two Spanish-language films. Leverage that good year, yo.
At the Observer, Mark Kermode writes about the joys of UK-set horror:
It’s significant that the long-awaited sequel An American Werewolf in Paris proved to be a total flop, mainly, I think, because once you cross the English channel, who cares whether there’s a monster on the prowl? Over in Europe, anything goes; it’s only here in uptight Britain that the magic formula of horror and humbug really makes sense.
+ Harvey Weinstein Forcing Senior Execs To Fly Coach To Cannes (Gawker)
+ Flowers from a gigolo (RogerEbert.com)
+ King of the killer B’s (Telegraph)
+ BALLAD OF A SOLDIER (Film Comment)
+ Mexican directors offer studios a 5-picture deal (LA Times)
+ A capital place for panic attacks (Observer)
+ Horse Whisperers (Artforum)