The man's hair in ANY GIVEN SUNDAY is funnier than most of the movies Hollywood tries to pass off as comedies these days.
The man's hair in ANY GIVEN SUNDAY is funnier than most of the movies Hollywood tries to pass off as comedies these days.
Yep, it's arguably Fincher's only happy ending, although now that I think about it, Jake Gyllenhaal was allowed some measure of satisfaction in ZODIAC.
"Let there be light." I love this movie.
Hell, Paltrow could have been playing a nun who spends most of her time feeding starving orphan children, and her death scene still would have given me an amazing erection. That said, you're right and Soderbergh has consistently displayed a middle-brow morality going all the way back to SEX, LIES AND VIDEOTAPE.
This guy embodied 20s pissed-offedness so perfectly that it's more than a little weird to contemplate that he's now the father of a kid in his (or her?) 20s.
True, but if she had any taste or objectivity about her accomplishments and abilities, she wouldn't have bought in to Lennon putting her on his level. Lennon was a game changer - she fell pretty far short of that.
I don't blame Ono for breaking up the Beatles, but there are plenty of other reasons I find her insufferable, and a primary one is how she consistently put herself on the same level as Lennon.
I read somewhere that the original script was closer in flavor to THE BAD LIEUTENANT, or at least that the main character was more of a "cop on the edge" type. Is that accurate?
You can tell Soderbergh that personally, although he'll probably be too plastered to understand you.
You're too kind. I think they should be forced to EAT them, with no chaser or condiments.
I think they'd probably suck. The performances would be totally at odds with the styles of the films. I'd actually like to see somebody like Brad Anderson do a more naturalistic version of THE SHINING, maybe for cable, but I don't think there's any way a "straight" version of DR. STRANGELOVE would work.
The NA theory is probably the sanest of them all, and the one that doesn't seem to be reaching - the very first time I saw it, when I was a not particularly perceptive 14 year-old, it really jumped out at me that there was something going on about Indians there… the burial ground setting, the decor, the Calumet cans,…
I saw it as Danny's shining a message to Halloran that Jack was being seduced by the evil of the hotel, but wasn't completely seduced/crazy yet - so he realizes it's actually a diseased old hag and beats a hasty retreat.
It's not you. He was not only ugly but utterly without charisma or cuteness or any positive quality for that matter.
I believe he was freaking out on the inside, but I think there's also a side of him that just loves it when things go spectacularly off course - I'm sure he's got the thrill-seeking gene. This may have changed as he's gotten older - can't recall any disasters around the making of BAD LIEUTENANT: PORT OF CALL beyond…
Because Burden of Dreams doesn't have the moment in the middle of the Brando soliloquy when he stops, frowns and then intones "I swallowed a bug."
It's one of the greatest send-offs for a villain in the history of story-telling, and definitely the greatest in the history of cable television.
It's on my list (NEXT STOP WONDERLAND, not THE CALL), although I get the feeling it's not in the same vein as SESSION 9 or THE MACHINIST. Brad Anderson is a really good director, I wish he could get his hands on better material more regularly.
There are many things wrong with it, but the biggest puzzler is Angela Bassett standing by unnoticed while seemingly every male in the movie is crazed by lust for Juliette Lewis.
At one of my lowest points of the 90s (and there were more than a few) I actually went to see this in the theatre. My friend and I both felt like straight-up pedophiles, although we really went for the novelty of Depardieu in a dopey Disney comedy (we weren't about to stoop to seeing the imaginary friend one with…