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Bestseller: “Catcher in the Rye” Jumps to Number 10 on Amazon

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UPDATE: Toronto Film Festival just announced there will be a special screening of “Salinger” tomorrow, Sept 5th, at 8pm– in direct competition with the fest’s opening night, I might add.

Earlier: All the news about J.D. Salinger– Nazi first wife, new books coming in 2015, etc– has sparked sales on amazon.com and Barnes & Noble’s website. “The Catcher in the Rye,” first published in 1951, is number 10 on amazon and number 30 on bn.com. The new “Salinger” book by Shane Salerno and David Shields is number 66 on amazon and number 7 on bn.com. That’s all pretty amazing. But the “Salinger” documentary The-Catcher-in-the-Ryeis released  Friday to theaters. And on Sunday, Jean Miller, who was the 14 year old girl who inspired “Esme,” a Salinger character, appeared on “CBS Sunday Morning.” That show really sells books. Are all the people buying “Catcher” just phonies? Probably. We’re lousy with ’em, goddammit.

PS Salinger is not available on Kindle or iBooks, no ebooks whatsoever. Of course.

Robin Thicke, Justin Timberlake Get Minor Sales Bounce From MTV VMA Show

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It’s good news and bad news for pop music acts who performed on last week’s MTV Video Music Awards. The good news is some of them got a sales bounce from being on the show. The bad news is: it wasn’t much of an increase in sales.

Here goes: Robin Thicke, appearing his white referee’s costume with Miley Cyrus, still only sold 57,775 copies of his “Blurred Lines” album. That was a 25% increase over the week before, but still…

Justin Timberlake was up 135% from the preceding week, but that only came to 37,359 copies of “The 20/20 Experience.” And he was on the show for, like, 20 minutes…

Teeny boppers One Direction were up 60% but that only translated into 10,867 copies of their latest album. This means that One Direction couldn’t sell more than that in the same week they also had a kind of infomercial film about themselves in the theaters. I’d be worried that this group may have peaked while the twerked. If you peak and twerk at the same time, that may mean you’ve puked…

The best news of the week was that Bob Dylan sold around 30,000 copies of a new release, an official bootleg called “Another Self Portrait,” which chronicles 1969-71. Bravo! Bob was not on the VMAs, by the way…

 

Documentary: J.D. Salinger’s First Wife Was a Nazi

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J.D. Salinger is rolling in his grave. You can hear him if you listen carefully. That’s because this eccentric, reclusive writer, hero to so many, is having most of his secrets uncovered in a new documentary and a companion book coming out this week. We saw the “Salinger” movie last night at the Museum of Modern Art.  It’s a doozy and not to be missed.

At the New York premiere screening and party afterward at the Royalton: Paul Haggis, Erica Jong, D.A. Pennebaker and Chris Hegedus, Al Maysles, Barbara Kopple, Jonathan Schwartz, John Patrick Shanley, writer Brad Gooch, Steve Kroft and Jenny Conant, as well as Shirley Lord Rosenthal (known in the 80s in Spy magazine as “the bosomy dirty book writer”) and Barbara Walters.

Made over a 10 year period by Shane Salerno (now writing one of the “Avatar” sequels with James Cameron). Among the revelations: Salinger’s first was a Nazi who he met while doing counterintelligence in World War II. He brought her home to meet his Jewish family after they’d been hitched. A few weeks later the marriage was over, and he shipped her home to Germany.

Salerno has done an incredible job of covering most of the Salinger bases. He’s uncovered Jean Miller, the woman who– when she was 14– was the prototype for Esme, the young lass in the story “For Esme, With Love and Squalor.” We learn that many of Salinger’s famous creations were based on real people. He himself was Holden Caulfield and probably Seymour Glass. His second wife, Claire Douglas, was Franny of “Franny and Zooey” fame. And so on.

Mainly what the Salerno project does is place Salinger as a post-World War II writer along with James Jones, Kurt Vonnegut, Joseph Heller,  Norman Mailer, latecomer William Wharton, Leon Uris, and so many others. Salinger is not ordinarily thought of that way because his more prominent stories are not about war exactly, but sort of ironic, comic and miserable characters pursuing their own philosophies. Salerno explains- relaying on Salinger biographers like David Shields, Paul Alexander and others– that Salinger’s horrific eyewitness experiences during the liberation of  Dachau, etc– caused him to have a nervous breakdown, post-traumatic stress syndrome, and a variety of mental illnesses including rudeness.

Salinger, especially in the Simon & Schuster companion book is miserable most of the time. He lives in his head, can’t form relationships, is disloyal, and mean. He’s also a horndog who’s always hitting on women, the younger the better.

The movie is bursting with interviews and information. Some of it is unnecessary both on screen and the book. Much as I like Philip Seymour Hoffman, Edward Norton and John Cusack, I don’t know why their opinions are included. There are several other people in the film who are not exactly well known or prominent Salinger experts or even old friends.

But there are others, like A.E. Hotchner, A. Scott Berg, and Leila Hadley Luce who are wonderful and move the story along. The best of the bunch is Jean Miller, who I discovered comes from a big New York society family (I can ‘t say which one). So elegant and well spoken, Miller gives a very thorough picture of Salinger during his prime writing years– and she from ages 14 to 18. Miller told me she’s just finished writing her own book, and hopes to publish it soon.  “I would never have done this if Jerry”–that’s Jerome David– “were still alive.”

What would Salinger think of the book and documentary now? “He’d say we’re all parasites,” Miller observed.

“One Life to Live” Shelved by Prospect Park After a Year of Odd Dealings

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I told you not to trust Prospect Park Productions and its Online Network. Now, just as “One Life to Live” was getting ready to start a second “season” online, Jeff Kwatinetz has pulled the plug. His reason: he blames ABC for his failures, and doesn’t want to re-start the show until his lawsuit with the network is resolved.

Kwatinetz says he’s going on with “All My Children,” even though it wasn’t the best of the two online reboots and didn’t carry as many of the original actors. But that may be the point: Kwatinetz can’t afford to produce both shows. He fought with the unions over costs and fees, stopped shooting early, and threatened not to return at all. Now he’s simply pulling the plug on “One Life.” It was valiant effort for the cast and crew, but I’d say it’s over. It’s questionable how much “All My Children” is left for Prospect Park, too.

Kwatinetz is claiming in his lawsuit with ABC that the network took two characters to “General Hospital” and killed them off while no one was looking. No one can believe this to be anything but a legal stage misdirection. The two characters were minor. If they suddenly were deemed alive — as happens on soap operas all the time– no one would mind. But Kwatinetz is using this as a ruse and an excuse to cut his losses while he can. No one who knows him or who has dealt with him can feign surprise. But I do feel bad for the good folks at “One Life to Live.”

Who gets the last laugh? Susan Lucci. She’s in a hit show on Lifetime, “Devious Maids.” She and her husband Helmut Huber didn’t like what they saw at Prospect Park. She never re-signed with “AMC” even for a cameo. Even if the show starts production again. It’s unlikely Erica Kane will ever return to Pine Valley.

HBO Announces “True Blood” Last Bite Will Be Season 7

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It’s the end of “True Blood.” The hit HBO series about vampires living in New Orleans will film 10 more episodes for a final seventh season. The season will air next year. The end of Alan Ball’s hit show is not a surprise. At the end of Season 6, Alexander Skarsgaard burst into flames. The show lurched forward before the last scene, by six months. It was clear the producers and writers were preparing for a wrap up. Stars Skarsgaard, Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer, and many others on the show, have become big deals since “True Blood” took off. The cast was getting expensive, and contract re-negotiations were becoming more and more difficult. Better to get out on top. Like other HBO faves, “True Blood” will live on on cable and DVD. Syndication is possible, but weird considering how X rated the show is. But they did it with “Sex and the City.” Ball has now done shows set in a funeral parlor (Six Feet Under) and the living dead. His next series should be called “Sitting Shivah.”

Natasha, Pierre, and the Comet will Pitch a Tent in Theater District

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You may have seen something about “Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812” in the back of New York city taxicabs. I saw this unusual musical back on July 2nd in a tent pitched in the meat packing district across from the Standard Hotel. It’s part dinner theater, part Russian opera and very unique. It’s a little exhausting but well worth the money and very different than your average theater experience. A few producers were in that night by coincidence, trying to figure out how to move the show uptown. Their answer: the “Natasha” tent will be pitched in that parking lot on West 45th St. between Broadway and Eighth Avenue. Right now the lot is host to a lot of tacky pop up shops. The run is for 14 weeks, they say. But I think it will catch on and stay longer. You’ve got to see this. I only wish David Byrne’s “Here Lies Love” could do this too.

New Music from Elton John, Jennifer Hudson

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Driving in today from Connecticut, I heard Elton John’s new “Home Again” on WHUD. What a great song. At the same time, Jennifer Hudson has released “Bleed for Love” from her “Winnie Mandela” movie which opens this Friday. Two excellent new releases as the Grammy deadline approaches September 30th. Also coming: Sting’s “The Last Ship” and Garland Jeffreys’ “Truth Serum.” Plus last week’s Paul McCartney song, “New.”

ELTON JOHN

JENNIFER HUDSON

Moviegoing: Why “The Butler” Is a Film and “We’re The Millers” Is Not

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I went to the movies this afternoon because the Yankees were rained out. My parents wanted to see “The Butler” so I drove them over to Bullard Square in Fairfield, Connecticut. Since I’ve seen “The Butler” a couple of times, I bought a ticket for “We’re the Millers,” which was starting ten minutes later. The 4pm show for “The Butler” was about a third full when my parents got settled, and bid them adieu. In the theater for “Millers” there were about 20 people. The comedy with Jennifer Aniston and Jason Sudeikis has been a big hit, and I hadn’t seen it so I figured: Why not? How bad could it be?

Actually it quite atrocious. Badly made, to start with. The production looks one dimensional.Flat. There’s no depth. (It reminded me of “Mamma Mia,” another New Line movie.) So that was a bad sign. And then people started talking.

“We’re the Millers” is supposed to be a comedy. I was in a theater with 20 other people. No one was laughing. People were talking on the screen but in the audience people were whispering to each other. A couple were using their phones. Why? Because from the start, “We’re the Millers” is preposterous. Not outrageous. It’s dull. It’s directed without any point of view. And you can feel it from the beginning. It’s a contrived situation about an unsympathetic character: a marijuana dealer named Dave (Sudeikis) who’s just a loser. He has no finer qualities or aspirations. And right at the start he insults an old college friend who has a job, a family, and an SUV. I’m surprised the white suburban audience it’s been made for doesn’t realize they’re being ridiculed.

Next we meet Aniston’s stripper, Rose. She’s at least two decades too old for the role. She seems grim. And there’s immediate unfunny discussions, graphically, about sleeping with the customers. At some point, Luiz Guzman shows up as a Mexican border patrol cop who may accept sexual favors from either Sudeikis or Aniston if one of them will “suck his dick.” Or something. Sudeikis describes this as “Sophie’s Choice.” That’s when I knew I’d be leaving.

I did leave, about an hour into it. Watching “We’re the Millers” is a painful exercise. I felt like a nail was being driven into my head during this lost hour. It’s not that it’s shockingly offensive. It’s boringly offensive. I’s coarse and vulgar in the wrong way.  The screenplay was set up for jokes that couldn’t land because they had no launch. When characters are simply mean-spirited to each other, you’re not going to like them either.

Is this what comedy has become? I love movies like “Airplane!” and “There’s Something About Mary” and “Borat” because they’re not only outrageous. They’re also empathetic. And maybe too it’s this generation of comic actors. I don’t have a soft spot for Ed Helms the way I do for Bill Murray. I don’t think I ever will.

Plus “We’re the Millers” would have worked as a subversive indie film. As a big studio effort, it bewilders me.  The characters seem like they were drawn up originally as snarky, satiric, underworld people who might bond and form a family in the loosest sense after mocking family values. But as players in a studio film, they can only go far. It felt as though they’d been re-drafted to fit the mainstream, and were drained of all actual personality.

I walked back into “The Butler” just as Forest Whitaker came home to tell Oprah that JFK had been shot. To my surprise, the theater was packed. There was one empty seat, on the aisle, in the back. Apparently it had filled up five minutes before showtime. Within seconds, I was back in the story. Danny Strong’s screenplay is so strong, so well built, and you climb into it as if it were Cadillac DeVille. The story purrs. Oprah Winfrey just remains a revelation. Whitaker is sublime. The score is lovely. And seeing “The Butler” for a third or fourth time, you do pick up on the quick cuts back and forth as the civil rights story interweaves with the people in the White House.

It’s always instructive to see movies with paying audiences, and not just view screenings with media types. I saw how this group responded to the film. They were enthralled. Jokes landed properly. They loved the black and white early 70s one piece outfits worn by Whitaker and Winfrey. Alan Rickman and Jane Fonda commanded their attention as the Reagans. And when the movie ended, there was applause, genuine applause. Many stayed and watched the credits. You felt as if your time had not been wasted.

And for that, all I can is, thank you. Life is too short for “We’re the Millers.” And it’s not moviemaking. It’s just a cynical attempt to see how far crudeness can go. “The Butler” feels like a great meal or a wonderful conversation.

“Fifty Shades of Grey” Casts Dakota Johnson and Charlie Hunnam in Leads

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The mega bestselling piece of junk novel has found its movie leads: Dakota Johnson will play Anastasia Steele. Charlie Hunnam will be Christian Grey, the man who ties her up a lot. Johnson is the daughter of Don Johnson and Melanie Griffith. Hunnam is  a star of “Sons of Anarchy” and has for a long time been a guy who just about to break out big time. Sam Taylor Johnson, who was Sam Taylor Wood until she got pregnant by (at age 43) and married 19 year old British actor Aaron Johnson, is the director. (Aaron Johnson is now 23, and Sam Taylor etcetera is 46.)

This should be good, right? If history tells us anything, movies made from really awful bestsellers do not turn out great. The material is so bad, and once it’s filmed, it looks worse. Harold Robbins, Jacqueline Susann, and Judith Krantz hubba hubba hot sexy books all turned out this way on screen.

With “Fifty Shades,” it could be a couple of results: it’s too hot for a R rating, gets an NC-17, and has to be edited severely. Or they just don’t bother to go for it, so the movie doesn’t meet any expectations. And then we have recent examples like “Friends with Benefits” or “Love and Other Drugs” each of which was extremely tedious. Watching naked actors loses its novelty after 20 minutes. And if the dialogue comes from that book, the word “Glitter” won’t be too far behind.

Well, good luck to everyone. A lot of publicity will accompany this project. People will be “shocked” and “stunned,” there will be muffled protests, anger from women’s groups, and a big kerfuffle. Two years from now “Fifty Shades” will be on Netflix. Pass the handcuffs.

PS The big story will be which designer get the tie tie-in. The ties must be great looking but sturdy. My vote would be Zegna. Not like I know anything about this.

 

MDA Labor Day Telethon is a Ratings Bust, Finishing 4th for the Night

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I can’t say I’m shocked. The MDA Show of Strength “telethon” on ABC was a ratings bust. It finished four last night at 9 and at 10pm, well behind the network competition. In the four half hours, it went from 1.72 million viewers to 1.26 to 1.10 to 1.25. The telethon had a significant fall off from ABC’s “Secret Millionaire” at 8pm, which had 3.98 million. Four or five times the number of people were watching CBS all night from “Big Brother” through “The Mentalist”– and the latter was a repeat. The MDA demo was less than “60 Minutes,” show that skews older anyway. Frankly the Backstreet Boys felt very much like an “Andy Williams Show” act. There was no connection with a young audience at all. MDA’s actual donations during the two hours remain a mystery. Here’s the deal: Jerry Lewis at least provided kitschy hipness from Vegas, with the potential for something cool to happen. The show at least had the Rat Pack vibe in its history. Last night’s show was like a visit to an 8 track counter. But Kenny Loggins is either using amazing cosmetics or has a fantastic plastic surgeon. God bless him, he’s 65.