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Woody and Mia’s Son, Ronan Farrow, Gets Book Deal with Penguin

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Frank Sinatra never wrote a book, that’s for sure. Woody Allen has published several and Mia Farrow, of course, has her memoir. Now Woody and Mia’s son, not Frank’s, Ronan Farrow, has signed a deal for a book. Unlike Woody’s writings, Ronan’s “Pandora’s Box” will not be humorous. Rather– the subtitle is How American Military Aid Creates America’s Enemies. Although Ronan cracks wise on Twitter, mixing pop references with global policy, this sounds like a straightforward treatise. There will be no discussion, I presume, of his parentage.

Lynn Nesbit handled the sale. The book will be published in 2015. Maybe by then Farrow will have his own show on MSNBC. It does seem like the PR blitz in Vanity Fair worked to move him to a higher profile after all.

Here’s a bit from the press release:

Pandora’s Box is a hard-hitting investigation of a surprising dark side of America’s role in the world, drawing on Ronan Farrow’s experiences as a young diplomat working with powerful decision-makers and in volatile trouble spots.  It provides a missing puzzle piece in people’s understanding of some of the biggest international crises in recent memory.  And it tells readers how to mobilize to make a difference in those crises,” [editor Ann] Godoff said.  “But it’s also a personal exploration of a generation’s struggle with how to stand with its government without losing its principles.”

Tom Hanks: Movie Based on Dave Eggers Novel Doesn’t Sound Promising

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Tom Hanks is on a roll right now. He’s got “Captain Phillips” in theaters, well reviewed, good box office, Oscar buzz. Coming in a few weeks: “Saving Mr. Banks,” much anticipated, with Emma Thompson, on how Walt Disney made “Mary Poppins” into a movie musical.

But this morning I saw a casting call for a new Hanks movie. It’s based on Dave Eggers’ novel “A Hologram for the King.” Considering that Hanks has two big movies in awards contention, right away it doesn’t sound good: he’s supposed to be shooting from January through April in Dubai, Abu Dhabi, Saudi Arabia, and Germany.

As far as I know, Peggy Siegal does not do Oscar screenings in any of those places. Sony (Phillips) and Disney (Banks) must be sweating this one. You can’t do an effective Oscar campaign that far away from New York or L.A.

And then there’s the description of this movie. (I know, it’s based on a novel, but things change): Alan Clay has been invited to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia on business, eager for his company to make an IT presentation to the King. At his disposal is the cheerfully opinionated and
often unnerving YOUSEF. In the process of waiting for the King, he meets and falls in love with a Saudi surgeon whose beauty and calming influence he finds intoxicating…

And here are the descriptions of those characters:

YOUSEF Late 20s – early 30s, a chubby (not too tall) Saudi wearing a cream-white thobe (robe) and
smoking a thin cigarette, he is the driver/guide for American businessman, Alan Clay who has come to
the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia to make an IT presentation to the King. Breezy, forthright, with a sense
of humor and a playful side, Yousef is a Muslim, with a casual approach to potentially alarming
situations that has Alan a bit unnerved. Nonetheless, the two get along famously, and Yousef is more
than willing to have Alan join him at his family home in the desert when he must flee for life…

DR. ZAHRA HAKEM Female, Saudi, around mid-late 40s to early 50s, with a peculiar beauty and
warmly charismatic persona, she is an intriguingly complex woman, in the throes of a difficult divorce.
A surgeon, she treats Alan when he comes to the hospital regarding a bleeding cyst on his back.
Reassuring, grounded and genuinely concerned for Alan’s peace of mind, she makes him understand
that the cyst is benign. Later, when he suffers a panic attack and it is learned that the cyst must be
excised, Zahra performs the operation. A strong bond forms between the two that soon blossoms into
romance. The chemistry between the two is palpable and Alan is soon making plans to stay in Saudi
Arabia indefinitely…

The “bleeding cyst” is considered a new “meet cute” in Hollywood. “A Hologram for the King” is written and directed by Tom Twyker. He gave us the incomprehensibly interesting “Cloud Atlas” a couple of years ago for the Wachowskis, starring Tom Hanks. No one understood it, but everyone admired it.

Stay tuned…

Why Paul McCartney’s “New” Album Is Very Good

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Paul McCartney’s “New” is his first new album since “Memory Almost Full” seven years ago. That album was the second in a row– after “Chaos and Creation in the Backyard”–that brought McCartney back to a real, authentic voice. He was over 60 by then, and coming out of a terrible divorce. He was already the most popular and successful singer, player in rock history. Why bother doing anything else?

But McCartney is an interesting guy. He never stops, and doesn’t really look back. He plays his hits in concert, but he keeps making new music. Since “Memory” he made an Electric Fireman album, an experimental side project featuring a legitimately great song, “Sing the Changes.” He’s made a couple of singles with cutting edge groups. He played with the Foo Fighters as a faux Nirvana. It wasn’t all good, but at least he tried it. He could really stay home and sheer sheep, collect Beatles royalties, etc.

So I give him a lot of credit. “New” is a 9 out of 10. It’s got too many good songs and interesting production to not listen to it. It’s better than almost anything by anyone fifty years his junior. Almost no one has McCartney’s sense of melody and hook, his purely original compositional skill. He’s not always the greatest lyricist but he’s good enough. And he can be very witty. I’ve been enjoying one track, called “Looking at Her,” which he probably thinks is a throwaway. It’s not. It’s a little gem.

I’d love to give you some examples of these songs, but I’ve got nothing. No clips on Soundcloud. Nothing on YouTube. I only got the review copy on Friday. So I don’t know, listen to the 90 second samples on iTunes or Amazon.com.

The title song, “New” also seems like puff. But it’s also like a little gift, a Beatle-esque uptempo number that you can’t forget after one play. And the jauntiness of the music is juxtaposed with a kind of bittersweet lyric. It’s no silly love song. And the production throughout is stellar. Mark Ronson, Ethan Johns, and Giles Martin divided up the work.

All of their tracks are reminiscent of McCartney’s best solo albums, like “Band on the Run” or the very underrated “Flaming Pie.” But they’re also modern enough to give Paul a contemporary sound. If radio existed, and were open, they’d play some of these songs. Instead, pop radio is filled with the junk of fabricated music.

With Elton, Sting, Bowie and Rod Stewart, two songs from the Stones, McCartney helps make 2013 a very good year for classic pop rock.

 

 

Review: The Wikileaks Movie aka “The Fifth Estate”: Julian Assange as a Mad Man

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Bill Condon’s “The Fifth Estate” opens on Friday, right after Julian Assange wrote an open letter to actor Bendedict Cumberbatch on his website.  Thank goodness because the movie, which slows down in some areas, is desperate for a scandal or any other kind of publicity. The WikiLeaks episode already seems very old and something vague that happpened in the past. The movie doesn’t help.

Part of the problem with “The Fifth Estate” is that there’s no one to root for. This isn’t Watergate, the Pentagon Papers, or “All the President’s Men.” There are no heroes. Assange, played very well by Cumberbatch, comes as a composed lunatic. The US government– well represented by Laura Linney and Stanley Tucci– seems more sympathetic but not much. The journalists involved aren’t very likable and never make a good case for their release of the Wikileaks material.

I did worry about Alexander Siddig, who plays an Arab diplomat whose cover might be blown by the WikiLeaks reveals, but I was mostly wondering why he doesn’t work more. He’s a very good actor.

One thing about Laura Linney: she’s like a bright spot in dark dream. She lights up the conference room where she plays a higher up at the Department of Justice. Anthony Mackie also stands out in a smaller role.

The only possibly sympathetic character: Daniel Berg, the WikiLeaks spokesperson, played with usual understatement by Daniel Bruhl. Along with his performance in “Rush,” Bruhl is making a big splash this fall in American cinema.

Unfortunately, Berg is no better than Assange. The two of them, along with Bradley, er, Chelsea Manning, and now Edward Snowden, are enemies of all states (except Ecuador and Russia). Their revelations did not instigate a revolution or the toppling of a president. They come off the movie as troublemakers. And Assange, ultimately as a made man.

But there is some disconnect in “The Fifth Estate.” We’re never sure why we should care about all this. Obviously, we’re watching the film. The unleashing of thousands of secrets has had no immediate effect on the American people. We are more upset that Kris Jenner may have been cheating on Bruce. The secrets of governments? Not so much.

 

Tuesday: Michael Jackson Kids Guardianship Comes to L.A. Family Court

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This should be interesting: on Tuesday morning in Los Angeles Superior Court the issue of the guardianship of Michael Jackson’s children will be addressed. The petitioner is Christine LeRoux, who said that so far neither party whom she has served– Katherine Jackson and her son, Tito, has filed an answer to her motion.

Christine LeRoux told me last night by phone that she met Michael Jackson when she was three and he was seven years old. She was living in Massachusetts. Years later, Ms. LeRoux told me, Michael asked her to donate eggs so he could have children. “Debbie Rowe was the surrogate,” she said. Ms. LeRoux also says she’s also the egg donor for Blanket, Jackson’s third child.

You would think Ms. LeRoux would be a raving maniac but she sounds pretty collected on the phone. She told me that there is evidence of her long relationship with Michael Jackson. “I called in to the Phil Donahue show in 1988 and Michael spoke to me,” she said. She is researching how to get that tape.

She told me that over the years she has had access to Jackson’s children through another friend from Neverland. She visited with the children in Massachusetts and then in Ohio, where was living. For “safety” reasons she has not come forward until because she was “threatened by several people” especially “powerful people” in Massachusetts.

Ms. LeRoux says she has an older daughter in Massachusetts who “doesn’t want to be part of this.” When I asked her how she, a three year old, met Michael, a seven year old who was not yet famous, she replied: “I’m trying to remember how we met. I was very precocious. I thought he was cute.”

As for Debbie Rowe, the official acknowledged mother of Prince and Paris, Ms. LeRoux said, “She’s very convenient for the Jacksons.”

Ms. LeRoux also mentioned that she’s “destitute” and living in transient housing while in Los Angeles.

Ms. LeRoux is not the only one who’s filed for a change in the Jackson children’s guardianship. “Billie Jean Jackson” has a petition in, There’s actually a lot of activity on this front. Someone did file for change in guardianship back on June 10th, five days after Paris Jackson’s suicide attempt. And on November 4th, there’s another motion in front of Judge Mitchell Beckloff to seal all the files regarding guardianship.

Tom Hanks, Sandra Bullock Prove “Gravity” Win Doesn’t Matter (Video)

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Sandra Bullock’s “Gravity” beat “Captain Phillips” with Tom Hanks at the box office this weekend. But it doesn’t matter to the stars. They played Chopsticks on Jonathan Ross’s chat show this weekend in the UK. Watch this fun video:

Review: Joaquin Phoenix Gets It On with His Computer (Scarlett Johansson) in “Her”

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Spike Jonze’s “Her” created a lot of buzz over the weekend. Jonze (real name Adam Spiegel, of the Spiegel Catalogue family) has only made three other features in the last 15 years: “Being John Malkovich,” “Adaptation,” and “Where the Wild Things Are.” So “Her”– with Joaquin Phoenix, Rooney Mara, Amy Adams, and the voice of Scarlett Johansson — was bound to be of interest anyway. It was the closing night film of both the New York and Hamptons film festivals.

“Her” explores old school boy meets girl movie themes in a high tech world, finding new depths (and failure) in advanced virtual romance. Phoenix is a mustachioed bespectacled Everyman named Theodore Twombly in some future time whose job is writing compelling personal letters. Imagine a moment when that skill is so marketable, it affords this expert a slick apartment with elegant Los Angeles views! He’s really good at penning them; so emotionally resonant, they are a far cry from Hallmark cards.

It comes as a surprise then, that with real women, as in Catherine played by Rooney Mara, he’s somewhat at a loss, not really able to communicate tenderness. Lonely, estranged from his wife and unable to connect with sexkitten (the voice of Kristen Wiig), he starts up a relationship with the O. S. “Samantha” who he can engage by putting a button-like plug in his ear. They talk sex, travel, double date, and experience system failure.

In the department of odd relationships, this one goes almost as far out as Ryan Gosling and the blow up doll in Lars and the Real Girl. But in many ways Her is a logical extended vision of anyone who wonders how electronics are affecting the generation that devotes more passionate attention to their iPhones than with one another.

The movie’s final image is Theodore–having had some unexpected closure with “Samantha,” catalyzing a satisfying finale with Catherine, seated beside his gal pal played by Amy Adams, a deeply felt reminder that even in an age of depersonalizing technological advance, human touch rules.

Oscar material? A long shot at best. But does that matter? “Her” is a charmer for the key demo. Oscar voters may not relate to it. But I suspect a lot of other people will.

Sir Ian McKellen Approves: Trudie Styler Scores an Off Broadway Hit with “The Seagull”

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No less than Sir Ian McKellen gave tonight’s opening of “The Seagull” off Broadway his stamp of approval. Sir Ian has appeared in “The Seagull” five times, and in Chekhov’s “Wild Honey” on Broadway. He pronounced Max Stafford Clark’s new production at the Culture Project-45 Bleecker Street as his “favorite” so far. The New York Times also gave the production and star Trudie Styler high marks. They’re all correct.

With Sting front and center, Sir Ian a row behind, director Paul Haggis in the house, and a very theater centric crowd for opening night, Styler more than acquitted herself as Isobel–renamed for this Irish translation by Thomas Kilroy. The play is only for a month at the Culture Project, so hurry down there. Styler, trained at the Royal Shakespeare Company, is an absolute hit.

Sting said to me at the small dinner after opening night: “I ruined Trudie’s career when she met me.” That was over 30 years ago. “She was a real actress, and she left it all,” he said. “Now she’s back.”

The rest of the cast is superb too. http://cultureproject.org/current/seagull/

Chief among them are two “legacy” actors: Amanda Quaid, daughter of Randy, is superb as the renamed Mary (from Masha); and Alan Cox, son of Brian, is perfect as Aston, her lover with fickle tastes.

The Kilroy transition from Russia to Galway, Ireland is especially interesting. Chekhov adapts easily and almost seems more natural in this environment. His snappy and snappish play seems more rueful than ever. Styler plays rage to humor to irony with superior timing. Her character’s ability to connect with everyone except her own son is really ironic, too, considering in real life she has four children and two stepkids, all of whom adore her.

And what a month for the Gordon Sumners– Sting had his triumphant 10 shows at the Public Theater followed by Styler’s success tonight. And let me tell you–he will be in the audience most nights this month, cheering Trudie on. Bravo!

 

Where’s Mariah’s Album? She Sends Facebook Message to Fans

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Mariah Carey took a spill in June, and her album was postponed indefinitely. When I saw Mariah backstage at the MLB Central Park show in July, she showed me her gigantic bruise. She was a mess. Now word is that Carey, who’s just hooked up with manager Jermaine Dupri, is gearing up for some action. Here’s the note she put on Facebook this weekend:
Hiiii lambs!!

I’m so happy to be able to catch up with everybody here on Facebook. The last three months of my life have not been easy. Getting through this injury has been the toughest experience of my life. It took me three months to get to this point but thank God I was able to recover and get my arm back. It’s a huge deal, it should have taken eight months and even my doctors can’t believe it. It’s been a long journey, the physical therapists have been incredible and I am very grateful to all of them for helping me.

When people expected me to go “Here I am, I’m back and everything’s great!”, it didn’t happen because my hand was still in tremendous pain and it took this long for it to heal. I’ve been working day and night, and it took a lot of rest (though I did sneak in to the studio a couple o’ times!) but I can finally say that I am on my way to a full recovery.

There’s a lot of excitement that I’m going to reveal to you very soon, and sooner than you know it, you’re going to understand why but more than that, you’re going to feel what I’ve been feeling for the past- not three months- but three years.

This is, to me, one of the most important albums I’ve ever made in my life. If you’re a lamb, a fan, or just a human being that needs to feel good, happy, sad, miserable, joyous… “I gotcha” (said like Roc- you haven’t heard how he says it yet but you will soon, it’s a complete+total classic!)

Oscars: The Negative Campaigning Starts Early, with “Gravity” and “Captain Phillips”

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It’s that time of the year. Academy Award buzzed movies are opening. And with them comes the negative campaigning. To wit: the New York Post is leading the charge against Paul Greengrass’s “Captain Phillips.” And “Gravity” is being attacked for its bad science. Can these movies be destroyed by all this? I don’t think so.

First “Captain Phillips”: some members of the Maersk Alabama’s crew have filed a screwy lawsuit, claiming that the real Capt. Phillips purposely ignored warnings and steered them into pirate infested waters. This makes no sense whatsoever. It also has nothing to do with the movie, which is exciting and beautifully produced. Back in 2009. there were plenty of interviews with the crew, especially Shane Murphy, who is depicted in the film.

Murphy and many of the crew came to the New York Film Festival last month for the premiere. They all sang Capt. Phillips’ praises. I think it will come out that the dissident crew members weren’t paid for their stories by the production company. But until then, we’ll have to endure the accusations.

As it happens, a friend of mine and I shared a cab with Shane Murphy and his wife on the opening night from the screening to the party at the Harvard Club. We asked Murphy all about the movie’s veracity. He said, “The movie’s very good. It’s funny to see five days compressed into two hours. But mostly, they’ve got it.” He did NOT say, Listen, Phillips tried to kill us and himself so one day there would be a movie.

As for “Gravity”: who cares if the science is bad? The 3D is amazing, the actors are great, and it’s damn exciting. You want to re-enact the whole thing and see if it works?

What’s next? That the man who wrote “12 Years a Slave” was a volunteer, that he did it all to write a book, and was only down south for 6 months in 1841. That nothing in “Mandela” is right, that Nelson Mandela came and went from Robbens Island by helicopter. How about “American Hustle”? Is there enough time to get all the ABSCAM people together so they can rat it out? And so on.