Brett Ratner, baby auteur? Okay, that’s not exactly the argument Scott Foundas presents in his lengthy, surprising LA Weekly profile of the director most likely to evoke a grimace from both cinephiles and fanboys, but he does make the claim that Ratner "is undeniably one of the few ‘name’ directors of his generation," though "his remains a name more likely to be found in the gossip columns than the culture pages." (Foundas notes that blog Defamer, which has long nursed an obsession of sorts with the director, has dubbed Ratner a "fauxteur." Hee!) More:
But is it merely envy that explains why, in my career as a journalist, I have never been greeted with as many expressions of skepticism, bafflement and outright disbelief from colleagues and friends as I have since first announcing I was working on this story? â€œYou want to write about him?â€ they have asked, not infrequently followed by, â€œDid he really fuck Lindsay Lohan?â€ All of which, I must admit, has only served to redouble my interest.
It is undeniably an interesting read, and it is always fun to see James Toback do someone the dubious favor of stepping up in his or her defense, but we remain unconvinced as to Ratner’s worth as a filmmaker. More unconvinced is Foundas’ fellow LA Weeklyite Nikke Finke, who at her blog writes "Earth to Scott: either you need a vacation, or you need better drugs." Also displeased: China, who, according to BBC News, is refusing to allow Ratner’s newest film "Rush Hour 3" to play in theaters despite the fact that it stars national favorite Jackie Chan. Authorities have reportedly deemed it "fundamentally anti-Chinese."
Elsewhere in the world of the critically unloved: Steve Meacham at the Sydney Morning Herald tries out five notorious flops to see which one is the worst of the worst. Except… at least two of the films of the list now have a more than solid cult following â€” are there any universally disliked films anymore? IMDb assures us that "Who’s Your Caddy?" may be that rare unifying work that brings people together in disgust.
AVC: You actually got arrested at some point, filming Mondo Trasho?
MS: Yes. We were doing sort of a guerrilla film day, and we
were filming the scene where Divine hallucinates a naked hitchhiker. In
order for a person to appear naked on film, the person actually has to
be naked in reality. John had chosen the campus of Johns Hopkins
University without permission. So even though Mark was fully clothed
and he had a robe on between takes, we were spotted by some graduate
students who were highly offended, and they called the police. When we
escaped from the campus police, they called the city police. We were in
a 1959 red El Dorado Cadillac, so were sort of conspicuous. [Laughs.]
+ Brett Ratner, The Popcorn King (LA Weekly)
+ Somebody Actually Likes This Uber-Hack? (Deadline Hollywood)
+ Jackie Chan film ‘angers Chinese’ (BBC)
+ Costner’s dripping yarn: sci-fi classic or total sinker? (Sydney Morning Herald)
+ Random Roles: Mink Stole (Onion AV Club)
+ Paris in Prosthetics? That’s Hot! (Entertainment Weekly)