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November 20th, 2009 Falling in love at the movies Isn’t one of the reasons we go to movies to fall in love? To discover someone who makes us feel better – about ourselves or the world or life? Ben Foster, who is having a career upswing thanks to his work in “The Messenger,” spoke recently about looking at the screen to see someone who feels like we feel. That’s the job of an actor, I guess, and we’ve had some wonderful occasions recently to feel that and to fall in love. There’s Gabourey “Gabby” Sidibe in “Precious,” who is simply awesome as the stifled bud who blossoms. Carey Mulligan so entranced me with her pixiesh charm, super aware intelligence and Audrey Hepburn-style transformation from suburban teen to sophisticated woman in “An Education.” Finally — but that’s only final for now — there is Lily Cole as the almost-16-year-old daughter of Christopher Plummer’s mighty magician in Terry Gilliam’s “The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus.” Cole is so unique and the movie is so wonderfully weird that I think they’re both a bit unclassifiable as well as unforgettable. *** In the current season of Manhattan’s Brits Off Broadway there is another sterling discovery in an import from Scarborough, England: Ayesha Antoine. In Alan Ayckbourn’s latest comical farce “My Wonderful Day,” Antoine, who is 28, plays Winnie, a nine-year-old schoolgirl who is given a writing assignment on “My Wonderful Day.” The joke is that as Winnie spends the day not in school but with her very pregnant house-cleaning mother, speaking French and writing her diary, she is able to observe the goings on of the mostly miserable adults whose antics she observes with a galvanizing mix of wonder and exasperation. They include a grouchy television personality, his mistress and co-worker, a longtime friend and, climactically, the volcanically irate wife. Through it all Antoine keys the audience to every inflection with a mostly silent, ever so mesmerizing performance. That she can play a little girl so well makes you eager to see what she’ll do next. | |
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November 19th, 2009 Oscar narrows the field To make sense of an enormous number of candidates, the Motion Picture Academy of Arts and Sciences which hands out the Academy Awards winnows the field in several categories by having a committee select finalists for the five nominations which then are voted on by the entire branch. The lucky 15: “The Beaches of Agnes,” Agnès Varda, director (Cine-Tamaris) This means that some highly touted box-office hits were ignored. Among them were James Toback’s well-regarded “Tyson,” the pro-Anna Wintour answer to “The Devil Wears Prada” called “The September Issue,” “The Story of Anvil,” about a heavy metal duo that has persevered despite lack of sales, recognition or seemingly talent, and Michael Moore’s rambling but touching “Capitalism: A Love Story.” Not having seen all 15, I do have a few favorites: | |
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November 19th, 2009 Hugh & Daniel’s Charity Strip What would you pay for a slightly sweaty tee – and the chance to have a picture with its owner backstage as they took it off? | |
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November 12th, 2009 Philip Seymour Hoffman rocks “Pirate Radio” “Pirate Radio” which opens tomorrow is a genial, exuberant ensemble comedy about the struggle to broadcast rock and roll in Sixties Great Britain when BBC held a monopoly and allowed only one hour daily of this type of music to be heard on the radio. To circumvent this ridiculous situation ships parked in the water just outside British jurisdiction and broadcast with veteran deejays, mostly according to writer-director Richard Curtis (“Love Actually,” “Notting Hill,” “Four Weddings and a Funeral”), Australians or an American because they had experience back home. I asked Curtis about this cinematic reunion of Emma Thompson, who comes onboard as one of the character’s mother, and Kenneth Branagh who is the film’s villain, a starchy politico determined to shut down the ship’s radio broadcasts. It’s the first time the two, once considered comparable to the starring personal and professional teaming of Laurence Olivier and Vivien Leigh, have been together in a movie since their acrimonious divorce – even though they have no scenes together. As for Hoffman, he sat down yesterday at New York’s Waldorf Towers on Park Avenue to talk up “Pirate Radio,” which in France was called “Hello Britain” and in Britain, “The Ship that Rocked.” Hoffman, who often looks like he’s just rolled out of bed on these occasions, sported an immaculately trimmed beard and was in a rather buoyant, jolly mood, which was also rare and most welcome. His young costar, the British actor Tom Sturridge, was asked what he learned from Hoffman. Sturridge spoke of the lessons he got simply by observing how Hoffman handled himself daily on the set, of his innate dignity and intelligence. Quite right. Q: PHILIP, HOW FAMILIAR WERE YOU WITH THIS STORY PRIOR TO GETTING THE PROJECT? | |
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November 3rd, 2009 Tony Curtis still likes “Hot” Tony Curtis has written one of the best behind the scenes accounts of one of the greatest comedies ever made in the just published “The Making of ‘Some Like It Hot,’ My Memories of Marilyn Monroe and the Classic American Movie.” Partnered with Hollywood film historian Mark A. Vieira, Curtis’ breezy look back is buttressed by facts, dates, road, studios, scenes, wardrobe fittings, and buttressed by a sheaf of publicity shots, many in color, that I’ve never seen before. The big revelation? Sex with his leading lady. Curtis had previously spoken (and probably written) about the 1950 affair the two had when his star was rising and she was yet to gain firm footing in her ascent as Hollywood’s most famous blonde. For that first rendezvous Curtis borrowed the Malibu beach house of Howard Duff, the good-looking actor who was married for years to Ida Lupino. It was brief; Monroe remained an enigmatic puzzle but was sexually spectacular, Curtis writes. Their paths rarely crossed in the years that followed. Cut to 1958 and Billy Wilder, the legendary writer director of classics like “Double Indemnity,” “The Lost Weekend,” “Sunset Boulevard, “Stalag 17” and Monroe’s “The Seven Year Itch.” Vieira unearths how Wilder developed his idea for a comedy about two guys in drag – in 1958 a controversial idea to hang an entire picture upon – and how he needed a star to get the $2,8 million picture financed by United Artists. Frank Sinatra was first choice. Mitzi Gaynor, who had won raves for the musical “South Pacific” and costarred with Sinatra in “The Joker Is Wild” was the leading candidate to play the romantic interest, the all-girl-band band singer Sugar Kane. Sinatra skipped away and Wilder cast Curtis and Jack Lemmon as his compatriot, the two Chicago musicians who hide out in drag in the all girl band to escape a rubout from gangsters. Wilder still needed a box-office star and, seemingly out of nowhere, he heard Monroe wanted to work with him again. As Curtis tells it with a mixture of assurance and insecurity, filming was nightmarish. In the summer of 1958 Monroe hadn’t worked in two years. Her last movie “The Prince and the Showgirl” was a disappointment. Proof that some things haven’t changed: Hollywood buzzed about a “comeback” as if she had been gone like Garbo. Another point, well documented, is how negative, how nasty every piece about Monroe was, from the first news conference to every set visit and interview. There were cracks about her weight, her artistic aspirations, her tardiness, her marriage to Arthur Miller. She was, Curtis recalls, very good on some days, capable of doing brilliant long takes in virtually one take. And then there were the days where nothing worked and it took two days and way too many takes to get her to say one line correctly, “Where’s the bourbon?” The sex? That came in the middle of filming in San Diego for the Florida beach scenes. Monroe, minus Miller who had gone back to Connecticut, invited Curtis to spend a night. He did, although married as well. His wife Janet Leigh was then pregnant with Jamie Lee Curtis and among the many photos are shots of him with daughter Kelly visiting Daddy on the beach. When Monroe became pregnant, Curtis recounts a bizarre scene where he was summoned to her dressing room in the presence of her husband – his distaste for the always grim Miller is undisguised. A discussion followed about whether the child was his or Miller’s. No one ultimately had to worry who would claim the baby. Monroe suffered yet another miscarriage, from yet another ectopic pregnancy, which Miller used in the press to lambaste Wilder as a tyrannical director who forced his poor wife to work in 104 degree heat. It was never that hot in San Diego Curtis counters and Wilder, with whom he had a difficult relationship, was nevertheless the soul of patience with a star who practically gave him a nervous breakdown. Curtis is now 84 and “Some Like It Hot” stands alongside “Sweet Smell of Success,” “The Boston Strangler” and “The Defiant Ones” as among the crowning achievements of a long and often impressive career. His book highlights the hard work, pressure and personalities common to any filmmaking. But it also suggests how a comedy that has stood the test of time, one that didn’t have a scripted ending when filming began, benefited from a few miracles, like Wilder’s persistence, Lemmon’s daffy fearlessness in drag as “Daphne” and Monroe’s very real movie magic. In a time when everyone in the business seems afraid to say what really happens or what they really think, “The Making of ‘Some Like It Hot’” is also a welcome antidote. Curtis couldn’t stand Miller or Paula Strasberg, Monroe’s acting coach, or May Reis, her secretary, and he says so. He found Lemmon a straight arrow who really did think only of the work and was never competitive. He’s candid about his insecurity, calling himself at one point “The handsomest man in Hollywood,” and then worrying why Wilder doesn’t praise his Cary Grant imitation or his Josephine the way he does Lemmon’s and Monroe’s work. For Monroe fans, and I am one, the chronicle of bad behavior, selfishness and sheer unprofessionalism makes for one depressing revelation after another, and yet. And yet she could conjure from the thinnest material – and she thought Sugar Kane an uninteresting, regressive “dumb blonde” role, one she did because she needed money to support Miller and pay his legal bills – one of her most magnetic portraits. A Life magazine cover boasted, “A comic Marilyn sets movie aglow,” and they weren’t kidding. Can’t you still hear her, breathless, running at the climax down to the pier after she’s ditched the bike and is in her heels, yelling, “Wait for Sugar.” Thanks to Curtis and Vieira, how she got there is no longer quite the mystery. Tony Curtis and Mark A. Vieira’s “The Making of ‘Some Like It Hot,’ My Memories of Marilyn Monroe and the Classic American Movie” ($25.95, Wiley) should be in bookstores everywhere. My interview with Vieira will air on “Beyond the Subtitles” on Art International Radio (www.artonair.org) later this month. | |
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