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Tyler Perry’s New Movie Murdered by Critics–Two Weeks Early

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Tyler Perry — multi tasking movie maker– has never been a critics’ darling. But still…

For some reason, two weeks ahead of schedule, the Hollywood trade papers decided to murder Perry’s new movie this morning.

Perry adapted Ntozake Shange‘s “For Colored Girls,” with an all star cast featuring Janet Jackson, Phylicia Rashad, and Thandie Newton. The original play was a string of poems that depicted the lives of black women in the 1970s.

The movie doesn’t open until November 5th–in two weeks– but still both Variety and The Hollywood Reporter published their reviews today. And they killed it. Kirk Honeycutt, the famed Reporter reviewer, called “For Colored Girls” — “a train wreck.”

The Variety reviewer didn’t like it, but no one can read that review since it’s behind a pay wall. He said it was a step back for Perry, but that it was also ambitious. But then he also said it very bad.

So much for awards attention, etc. But the question is, why go out so early just to kill this film? And, really, it’s the only film this Oscar season with black actors. Unlike last year, with “Precious,” this Oscar season is pretty much a white wedding. Even “The Social Network” casts a Latin American character with a British actor.

But the studio must have wanted early publicity. This week Perry appeared on “Oprah” in a quasi-psychiatric session that instead of promoting the movie, turned into an exploration of how he’d been abused as a child. It was terrible for Perry, and maybe helpful to those in the audience. But the oversharing didn’t do much to promote the movie per se.

Mel Gibson Rejected by Cast, Crew for “Hangover 2”

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For a few days this week, a rumor ran wild that Mel Gibson would make a cameo appearance in “The Hangover 2.”

Everyone got excited that Mel would play a tattoo artist. “A very important role,” was the word. It would do for Mel whatever being in “Tropic Thunder” did for Tom Cruise.

It was supposedly all signed and sealed.

Then director Todd Phillips announced late yesterday that his cast and crew didn’t want Mel. He was out.

Gosh, what could be their problem? Only one cast member, as far as I can tell, is Jewish. And there are no major female roles.

Maybe they just all objected on general grounds that he’s a horrible guy with terrible baggage. Maybe no one looked forward to sitting through junket press interviews in which Mel berated the questioners. Who knows? It’s just that these people demonstrated excellent judgment.

I’m going like this movie a lot.

Julia Roberts, Welcome to Our Fine Little Street

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Well, you never know what’s going to happen around here in Greenwich Village.

According to the New York Post’s Jennifer Gould Keil, Julia Roberts is moving in across the street from me.

Yes, she’s bought the penthouse in the only big

apartment house, a neo modern structure that replaced, many decades ago, a famous artists studio.

I’m thinking of putting a sign on our roof: “Welcome, Pretty Woman!”

As such, Julia comes to a block that has gone from shabby chic 30 years to ago to abundantly well to do. When she moves in, we’ll send her a cake from the Jefferson Market, and introduce her to the guys at Jerri’s Dry Cleaners. We also have a very good shoe repair, and a Tasti D Lite at the corner. Her kids are just the right age for Sweetie Pie, a kind of ice cream parlor, over on Greenwich Avenue.

Years ago, Kathleen Turner lived on the block. Since then we’ve had celeb-types, but no really big movie stars. We did have an unfortunate suicide a few weeks ago, the infamous Lisa Steinberg-Hedda Nussbaum-Joel Steinberg murder case, and another murder, of a magazine editor by her husband. And Ronald Reagan Jr. lived here during the first four years of his father’s administration.

Otherwise, not much going on here on our sleepy block.

Maybe they’ll rename Rays Original Pizza, Mystic Pizza!

Michael Douglas’s Oscar Chances: The Talk Continues

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I can only surmise that both Michael Cieply and Pete Hammond have been reading this column. They’ve each started squawking about Michael Douglas‘s Oscar situation.

As readers of this column know, I’ve been flogging Douglas’s performance in “Solitary Man” since I saw it in Toronto in September 2009. If Anchor Bay will do something, Douglas will get a Best Actor nomination. His likely colleagues in that category are Colin Firth, James Franco, and some combination of Ryan Gosling, Leonardo DiCaprio, Paul Giamatti, or Jesse Eisenberg.

For “Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps” there was never any idea that Michael would be put in Best Actor. He was always going to go in Best Supporting Actor. That was known from the outset, which makes the latest discussion of it so funny. It’s not news. Shia LaBeouf is the lead actor in that movie. It’s quite possible that Douglas will wind up in the Supporting category with Geoffrey Rush, Andrew Garfield and Dustin Hoffman (he’s great in “Barney’s Version”).

All the Oscar pundits are coming out of the woodwork. It’s that time of year. Very few of them know what they’re talking about, and they waste a lot of time speculating about things that aren’t going to happen. It makes me impatient. It’s why I don’t listen much to call in shows on sports radio. Play the game, already.

Ten movies for Best Picture are five too many. But we’re stuck with this new format. So far we’ve got “The Social Network,” “The King’s Speech,” “127 Hours,” and “The Town” as really deserving of nominations. “Blue Valentine” is a possibility. “Shutter Island” should be revived. “Inception” is a strong candidate, even though no one understood it. Not to be toyed with: “Toy Story 3.” I thought it was brilliant. Many others do, as well.

Anyway, do rent, buy or download “Solitary Man.” It’s the lost gem of the year.

James Franco Preps Feature Film Directing Debut

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Book publishing isn’t always a snore. Take, for example, James Franco‘s reading last night at the Barnes & Noble on Warren Street. It was such a hit that Franco wound up reading not one but two short stories–30 pages in all. If the largely female audience had prevailed, Franco would still be there now. That’s because he signed 400 copies of his “Palo Alto” collection in one hour, and spoke to everyone who showed up.

Later, Franco’s agent, Richard Abate, co-hosted a small dinner for Franco with Showbiz411.com at the Waverly Inn with his famed editor/publisher Nan Graham of Scribner’s, and another prosperous author–Chuck Hogan, whose novel “Prince of Thieves” became Ben Affleck‘s great movie, “The Town.”

A lot of the talk at the table was about Franco’s load of school work. And his amazing work out put! Guess what? While waiting for Danny Boyle‘s “127 Hours” and going to Yale, Franco is going to start shooting his own feature film in two weeks. He’s written a script from a biography of poet Hart Crane called “The Broken Tower.” Franco will direct from his script in and around the New York area. At least one actor has been mentioned for the cast: Oscar nominee Michael Shannon, who is also going into an Off Broadway play soon.

How’s he going to do it? I don’t know. I’m exhausted thinking about it. Here’s a clue: at dinner every one had a glass of wine, and Nan Graham — a highly respected literary editor– made a beautiful toast. Franco had a Diet Coke. He was also first to leave, literally wiping sleep from his eyes while the rest of the table chatted away. So he’s human, and smart.

PS I really liked Chuck Hogan. What a nice guy, from the Boston suburbs, but completely devoid of the Boston accent that marks his characters. He was a little envious of Franco’s female following at the book store. “Most of my readers are guys,” he told me. “That’s great, but…” When he heard that “someone” popular named Blake Lively was a fan a couple of years ago, he was thrilled to find out Blake was a “She” not a “he”!

With “The Town” and “127 Hours” headed to Oscar land this winter, what a table! And in the main at the Waverly: Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick with pal, actor John Benjamin Hickey–he’s a hit playing Laura Linney’s brother on “The Big C.”

Mariah Carey, Glowing, Launches New Xmas Album with Mom as Special Guest

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Mariah Carey launched many new things last night at the Allen Room at Jazz Lincoln Center: her new album, which features-surprise–her mom, Patricia as a stunning operatic guest vocalist.

Carey also –even though she made no announcement–showed off her pretty obvious pregnant self. She glowed as she took the stage in a kind of black teddy design of a maternity dress. Then she brought out husband Nick Cannon and he glowed. Photographers took pictures and didn’t need flash. It came from the couple.

Island Def Jam’s L.A. Reid introduced the album, “Merry Christmas II You,” which is “available” on November 2nd. (He noted that you can’t say “in stores” anymore since there aren’t many.) Reid kicked off the listening session before Carey arrived since she was late–let’s face it, she’s always late and everyone knows it. But by the time he finished playing several tracks, Mariah and Nick had arrived and all was good.

In the audience: Marc Shaiman, the great Broadway composer, who helped give Mariah arrangements, orchestrations, and new songs that make her notable eight octave voice sound terrific. Also on hand: Gayle King, and Mariah’s phalanx of agents and lawyers.

On stage, Mariah joked about working long hours, and gave thanks to missing producer Randy Jackson.”He’s off working on some show,” she joked about “American Idol.”

And about the album: those who counted Mariah out after the disappointing sales of her last CD, guess what? She’s back. From the Phil Spectorish remake of her classic holiday song “All I Want for Christmas Is You” to Shaiman’s lush, gorgeous “Christmas Time is in the Air,” Mariah nails the whole thing. Her voice has never sounded better. There’s a nod to A Charlie Brown Christmas with a sample of Vince Guaraldi‘s Peanuts music mashed up with “Christmas Time is Here.” I loved the funky R&B version of “Here Comes Santa Claus” mixed up with a Chic sample courtesy of Nile Rodgers.

As for the big ‘white elephant’ in the room: as Mariah conveyed to this column several weeks ago, she’s superstitious about discussing the pregnancy. That’s fine. You can tell how happy she is! Meanwhile, she’s doing a Christmas TV special on December 12th–and there will be no denying it then.

Start knitting those baby booties.

All pictures c 2010 Showbiz411.com

Jodie Foster Loses Her Mind Completely About Mel Gibson

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Jodie Foster has completely lost her mind. What a shame. All that Yale education out the window.

Mel Gibson is truly the most loved man in the film business,” she told Extra on the red carpet. “So hopefully that stands for something.”

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Oh, Jodie. Mel Gibson, my dear, is just under Tom Sizemore on the list of Least Loved Man in the Film Business.

Most loved?

You tell me.

Tom Hanks, George Clooney, Clint Eastwood, Robert Downey Jr. come to mind right away. Ron Howard, Steven Spielberg, Martin Scorsese, among directors. Fans love John Travolta, no matter what.

Mel Gibson was sued, Jodie, by the writer of “The Passion of the Christ.” Did you not watch that episode of the Mel Gibson soap opera? This was for the movie that made him hundreds of millions of dollars, considered anti-Semitic and extremely violent.

Before Oksana and the tapes and that whole scandal. He was such a nice guy. You know, forget the DUI and the anti-Semitic and racist remarks. Forget attacking reporters verbally during the promotion for his last movie–and on camera, no less. Forget the fact that just about no one will work with him, and that you are saddled with an unrelease-able movie in which he plays a man who’s got a beaver puppet stuck on his mitt.

I’m pretty sure none of the men mentioned above have had lawsuits that started this way:

“When Ben agreed to write the screenplay for The Passion for Mel Gibson, he became ensnarled, unbeknownst to him, in a conspiracy of ongoing fraud…”

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So, hmmm…what do women want exactly? I don’t think this.

Matt Damon is “Bourne” Free: He Told Us Last December

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It should come as no surprise that Matt Damon is not doing another “Bourne” movie.

He told me last December during the premiere of “Green Zone” that he would not do a “Bourne” movie without director Paul Greengrass.

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Even then, last December, Greengrass was already out of the picture. I guess Damon thought if he stood his ground, Universal would give in. But there was already a rumor that the studio had commissioned a different script. Apparently that script is by director Tony Gilroy and his brother Dan, who is also married to actress Renee Russo.

Don’t blame the Gilroys. They’re just doing their jobs. But do question why stories are now coming out showing “surprise” that this was the outcome. This was decided last December, dear readers. News must travel slow in some parts.

This may be a blessing in disguise for Damon. He’s meant to win an acting Oscar. He’s that good. It’s time to hunker down and do the serious films. He was, er, ‘bourne’ to run.

Elton John-Leon Russell Show: The Bitch is Really Back

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Unofficially, I’ve seen Elton John play in small spaces over the years. But that was always for charity. A real Elton John show is at Madison Square Garden. He’s dancing across grand pianos dressed as the Statue of Liberty in platform shoes.

Not so last night, or tonight: Sir Elton has moved into the smallish Beacon Theatre on upper Broadway with an all star band and his hero, Leon Russell. And last night (there’s a second show, a little different, this evening) Elton put more guts and soul into the whole deal than any kid half his age.

It was quite  a night as Sir Elton and Leon played their entire new album, “The Union,” straight through–14 new songs in a row, from the single “If It Wasn’t for Bad” through “In the Hands of Angels.” That took nerve, since they’d never played the songs live before. But it worked, and many of them got standing ovations. The standouts on this insanely good record, done live, are “Hey Ahab” and “Monkey Suit.” But even some of the ballads got to shine, like “When Love is Dying.”

Russell was at his best on his rockin’ rave “Hearts Have Turned to Stone.” He didn’t speak during the show. And when the last track from the new album was completed, Russell–who’s only five years older than Elton but seems like he’s visiting from a different solar system–vanished. Luckily, he’d played a few of his hits–“A Song for You,” “Delta Lady,” “Stranger in a Strange Land”–earlier to warm up the crowd.

Sir Elton took over, and finished off the show with bravura performances of his best songs. He concentrated on his early releases to commemorate his 40th anniversary. “Your Song,” his first hit single, sounded fresher than almost anything on top 40 radio now. “Levon” remains his  enigmatic anthem. (Who the hell was Alvin Tostig, anyway?)

It was nicely counterpointed that Cameron Crowe was directing the show live for Fuse TV since he made “Tiny Dancer” new again by featuring it in “Almost Famous” as a singalong. After a lot of serious stuff– “Take Me to the Pilot,” “Ballad of a Young Gun” — Sir Elton ended the show with “The Bitch is Back.”  It was the right choice; there was a party going on at the Beacon, and he was its host.

Encore: Russell, who looked like he might have taken a nap during his absence. “We didn’t rehearse an encore,” Elton said, so the two men, facing each other at shiny black grand pianos, re-did “Hey Ahab.” Fun, but really: how hard is to improvise on “Honky Cat”?

PS: Leon Russell’s signed a deal with EMI to reissue his entire catalog. They’re starting with an all new greatest hits collection that will include, hopefully, his tracks from “The Concert for Bangla Desh” and “Mad Dogs and Englishmen.”

Mad Men Season 4 Finale: Don Draper’s Rules of Engagement

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“Mad Men” rolled to a close on Sunday night, but I was at a family wedding in San Juan, Puerto Rico (congrats to cousin Alan and his beautiful bride, Cristina). So now, back in the real world, I’ve plunked down my $2.99 on ITunes to see what happened to the last people I follow on TV.

Yes, the engagement of Don and secretary Megan is the shock of the episode. But it was so set up so well: the firing of Carla made it necessary for Don to bring her along. Dr. Faye was certainly not the right choice. And Megan won by proximity. She’s young (relative to Don, she’s 14 years his junior). She’s unfettered by life. Unlike Betty, she’s light as air. Will she make it down the aisle? I doubt Matthew Weiner totally knows the answer to that question, but my guess is: yes.

Will Don’s secrets affect her? Will Dr. Faye do something terrible and rat Don out? Weiner has left this as a sword of Damocles, which is a good idea. “The secret” remains Weiner’s only plot gimmick. Someone out there must lay in wait for Don Draper. Maybe it’s Faye. In the meantime, taking the kids to Anna Draper’s house was a brave, brave move that signaled Don was actually looking for closure.

Favorite scene: Peggy and Joan discussing Don’s plans, followed by Joan’s phone call to the husband. So she didn’t have the abortion. It’s Roger Sterling’s kid. Talk about laying out the next season. And Peggy: Elizabeth Moss will regain her Best Actress status with this season, and this episode was one of her best. Peggy and Don’s close relationship was solidified this year.

And then there’s Betty, firing Carla, acting crazy. She finally gets the big modern house in Rye, a step up from Ossining and closer to New York by miles. Henry does seem to be catching on, however. And the kids now love Megan.

“Tomorrowland” also had a couple of TV references. That odd looking model was named Carolyn Jones “like Morticia.” Also Megan’s friend had been on “Hogan’s Heroes.”

Best lines of the show: Roger to Don: “Did you get ‘cancer’?” and Henry Francis: “There are no fresh starts, Life just carries on.”

The episode ended with “I Got You Babe,” used maybe in its first ironic context. Don has Megan, Betty has the American dream, and none of it really works. The question is, where does Matt Weiner pick up the next season? Will he skip through the rest of 1965? The next really cool year is 1967– “Sgt. Pepper” and the world in turmoil. One more season after that could end after the Nixon election in November 1968. But for now, “Mad Men” stands alone as the best thing on TV, broadcast or cable.