Maybe ten years ago, I had a good friend (can’t remember her name) who was dating one of the members of Rye Coalition and invited me to have lunch with him and we sat around for a coupla hours where he old me he story of this quasi Led Zep metal punk bands rise and fall.
This sounds quite amazing and the most astonishing part is the name of Frances Bean Cobain, as the executive producer. Brett Morgen, who also directed ‘The Kid Stays in the Picture’, will write, direct and produce the documentary, and so far Courtney Love’s name is not associated with it, which could be the best part of the whole story
It closes with 20 minutes from the ashtrays of the final show. In between, Jarvis and the rest of the band discuss their career while fans sing their songs, remember the band before they got famous,
“You can see how friendly it was, and there was, and no ego. It was four equal guys,” according to drummer John Densmore. “We tied it together as much as we could and are putting it out as pure as possible, but with really good visual and sound quality.”
No alcoholic is remotely like Vincent, nobody recovers from a stroke the way Vincent does, and when he has no way out of a situation guess what? His problem drops dead
Lionel Bart wound up broke, having sold the rights to “Oliver!” and lost a fortune, dogged by alcoholism and closeted in a world that would jail you for being gay, he never had another hit. Anywhere. Just kept on financing his own disastrous musicals till he died. Maybe he didn’t have some more, but what he had lives on.
“Looking For Johnny” was everything it could possibly be, it respected the story as best it could where no one else seems to bother, an excellent memory of a great guitarist,a legendary musician, a towering New Yorker and an influence for every other rock band playing the 7pm set at Arlene’s grocery.
At its best, “The Fault In Our Stars” is “Love Story”times two. It’s only really sharp idea is Hazel calling herself a grenade that when it goes off will destroy everything in her life. Aren’t we all?
Though I am not really sure if any of these were great fits for the King. That mix of oedipal vulnerable and blue collar visceral is so specific it is hard to imagine him in anything not tailor made for his gifts.
He is the child of Sidney Poiter and shares an unbrokable dignity… when the role demands. Consider this the anti-Flight, his role as The equalizer demands it on this follow up to Denzel’s Oscar winning “Training Day”, both directed by Anton Fuqua.
It’s difficult getting distribution when the powers that be don’t support us and have wielded their influence to block or try to block screenings in major cities. I’m also not willing to surrender control of the finished product. And not interested in releasing it online until I discover the best way how
Yet another in a long line of movies trying to fill the “Twilight” void, kiddie sci-fi for YAs who deserve better. And it isnt bad, though remarkably unconvincing. The acting is good, and the storyline has its moments, but it boils down to teen exploitation with quite a few deaths and a deeply unsatisfying ending
There is an interconnection between everything that is going on stage and while it is only as good or bad as the music on stage, it is a mirror image of the songs concerns. If the music didn’t work, the conceits wouldn’t matter. But the music is wonderful and therefore everything work
Nothing is gonna get you too close to Bowie because Bowie has never wanted you to get too close to him. Perhaps his greatest gift was to be so much to so many people while maintaining a mystery, a mystery “Is” doesn’t come close to mastering.
This was a man who had found his place in the pop world and knew how to perform it. Playing Vegas was not playing Haight Ashbury and although Presley was only 35 years old, he was not embraced the way it should’ve been by the the generation he spawned.
Taylor Swift plays Rosemary who is only in the movie for like 300 seconds tops so who cares, though she has brunette hair and really, I saw Taylor on the increasingly dreary “The Tonight Show” the other day and will somebody please feed the damn girl. Cmon, Taylor, you are too cool to worry about how much you weigh.
“Sam is our top choice. He has the profile, cool image and astonishing voice to record a Bond theme. And there is only so long we can hold out for Adele. Daniel Craig was pushing for her because she did such a great job last time around.”
This is Marvel but it is more like Marvel when Spidey used to be a bemused, amused superhero, and the heavy weight Thor and Iron Man of latter years. And it is alright, though it isn’t anything compared to Star wars -not even the bad Star wars. Star wars had a Joseph Campbell type proto-myth stuff going on, there is nothing much underneath this story.
He could have sold it to HBO and given himself the scope and time to tell the story the way it deserves to be told, or it could tell just part of the story, the Boston gig the day after MLK’s assassination would have been a great story to tell. So there is no time to tell the story
In the mid-1920s, Colin Frith is Stanley Crawford, illusionist extraordinary who goes by the stage name, er, Wei Ling Soo, called to the South of France by a childhood friend and a fellow magician to help debunk clairvoyant Sophie Baker (Emma Stone) only to find he can’t debunk her, and all the years of cynicism and faith begin to be pass and it finds a magic in life again.
The comedy has a very funny ending credits with short coming attractions of supposed sequels they go to “cooking school, flight school, fireman school, as foreign exchange students and at dance school ” according to Mashable here. It is funny, the movie is pretty funny in a harmless sort of way
the long nights journey into day is filled with terrifying images and lots of blood and gore and while its moral might be weak (something to do with economic inequality), it takes you through the night with singleminded power.
I could see maybe a biopic integrating documentary footage sort of what happened the day after a hard day’s night, filmed in black and white, with the four somewhere between themselves on their hard day’s night self, slowly turning to full color… something like that. But another documentary. That’s exploitation of the Beatles name -enough is enough already.
Two scenes broke through my sneer. The couple sharing buds and listening to music while walking the streets of New York is very sweet, though the pay off is, again, non existent. And a scene ona rooftop where Ruffallo’s daughter adds her guitar is quite good, good enough for the song “Tell Me If You wanna Go Home” to emerge as a winner
Andy Serkis gives an Oscar winning performance in full Simian drag as Ceaser, he acts with his eyes and commands with his presence. Nobody else shines and Gary Oldham is seriously underused and Keri Russel is virtually useless. Jason Clarke doesn’t look like a hero and can’t act it
You will not learn anything real about Nick Cave’s life – may be the most real moment is that scene at the end where you see him sharing pizza in front of the TV with his twin sons – but it’s not a behind-the-image type of thing, the movie rather brings more mystery about one of the most enigmatic songwriters of our time.
On January 15th, 1978, Johnny Rotten took a plane from San Francisco to New York and stayed with my friend Joe Stevens while announcing to the world he had left the Sex Pistols. Johnny spent two weeks before returning to the UK and inventing Public Image Ltd
Anything involving my friend Karen Sundell , the VP of Entertainment for PR Firm Rogers And Cowan tends to be pretty awesome and that will include the “the crowd funding campaign for the Miles Davis film, entitled “Miles Ahead.” rock nyc interview subject Henry Rollins is a long time supporter and filmed this come on for the masses.
Harold And Maude” puts a seminal set of Cat Stevens songs (circa Tea For The Tillerman) to the story of love and freedom between a 75 year old woman and a 21 year old man. Helen Bach considers it her favorite album of all time and Helen Bach has an emotional compass worth listening to.
Snappy action, sitcom comedy, an old timer action hero (Mark Wahlberg) and his hotter than July teenage daughter (Nicola Peltz) walk right out of “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” as a loser inventor and his daughter struggle with eviction and poverty (Hollywood style, of course) before Cade Yeager (Cade? Is that a name? Cade???) brings home not just any Transformer but Optimus Prime
Dressed in lingerie and flashing a nipple or reclining on a sofa while Thomas zips her thigh high boots in a daze of desire, the moral appears to be we are all Emmanuelle’s slaves.
It’s really weird because I found the CD booklet of the soundtrack of ‘Garden State’ on the ground when I was running outside this week. It was there, probably dropped by someone and lying open on concrete,… I picked it up, and I remembered how good this soundtrack was
This is an Eastwood problem, “Bird” was a miserable movie and this movie is just terrible with Francine Valli, the unfortunately daughter. Why is there no breakthrough here, why is there no revelation? Valli is a drag who doesn’t learn his lesson. In one scene, Eastwood goes from the other three members of the band at a Christmas part-orgy and Valli with his family and Grandparents. Valli looks completely miserable. Was that the intention?
James Marcus Haney is a sort of dream fantasy for me, as he has done it at a completely different level, getting into Coachella in 2010 by hopping a fence, using fake bracelets around his wrist and spending a night in a porta-potty – when you know how these things smell, this is award-worthy
The gothic sideshow of teenangerhood endless misunderstood no one knows me, lock me in my room, on a never ending Sunday is captured so well, you can feel the moments tick and tick and tick and tock, it is is all those groundhog day movies without the moral kick: it is making Lisa sick and bored and tired, it is really as bad as these things can possibly get.
The problem is that the romance doesn’t work; it is somewhat unbelievable. I mean, I realize, it is all unbelievable but the suspended disbelief of the conceit goes without saying but the romance should find traction and it doesn’t really so you are stuck watching an unlikable story over and over again. Bang bang but no kiss kis
According to Billboard: “Tom Hiddleston will play country western singer Hank Williams in Marc Abraham’s “I Saw the Light,” which will chronicle the performer’s rise to fame and fame’s ultimately tragic effects.” Based on the Colin Escott 2004 biography, which has already been turned into a four hour PBS special
While everybody compares Seth’s sheep farming coward in the Wild West, Alfred, to comedic cowards like Bob Hope and Woody Allen, it is actually Seth’s filming of Charlese Theron that reminds me of Woody’s way with women.
Among the many differences between men and women, here is a biggie: men don’t care if women cast them as the villains in fairytales, we’ve seen enough Hallmark Movies to be a little immune to it -though I dread to think of the hullabaloo if they made Nala the villain of “The Lion King”.
THE BLUEBLACK HUSSAR is an insightful documentary that follows Adam Ant during his obsessively driven comeback of 2011 after battling mental illness, sectioning and public acrimony.
It seems to me that no band is content with just being a band. Between the endorsements and the promotion and the ‘branching out’ its a never ending cash cow, at least in this case Bono is not trying to act or direct, just scoring the music.
Like most documentaries, this is a labor of love and director Garcia does a fine job at highlighting the key events in Thunders’ life. However, the limited ability he had for licensing is a shortcoming of the film – most of the music used in the film is clamorous stage footage that doesn’t adequately display Thunders’ skill as a songwriter
The personal story is a triangle, the young Dr. X (James McAlvoy) and the young Magneto (Michael Fassbender) fight for Raven/Mystique (Jennifer Lawrence). If X wins her over the Mutants are saved, if Magneto wins her over all is lost. Wolverine plays the gay best friend.
So this is all going to go very wrong of course and it soon does, plants die, cameras are moved, inside the house they are terrified, so they go outside but do they. And that’s in the present. In the past their daddy is having an affair with a ghost and their mother is going round the twist and torture and mayhem are the order of the day.
So here comes news that Lisa Marie (46 years old -gasp!) is in negotiations to give the rights to some of Elvis songs which treat hi with respect. Stories about his faith in God -that sort of stuff. It sounds kind of scary right. I read there are like three movies in the works at the moment.
So, if i may suggest, the next rainy Sunday afternoon you get, pop on Easter Parade, ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ at the sheer talent before your very eyes and ears and have your spirits raised and your mojo returned, then go and have a good ol’ bop in the kitchen.
I might not always much care for mainstream pop hits but on the other hand, I might. I am certainly not
surprised by them. But I am surprised by how these terrible songs can have entered the consciousness
of pre-teen America
The Christian Randall Wallace (he also made Secretariat) makes a case for a world of goodness and hope and I will buy in as far as I can. It isn’t my life, and it isn’t a life I would particularly want, but it has the charm of a daydream of life and life everlasting.
What they fail completely to capture is the subtext of Spidey: it’s the story of teenage solipsism. Nothing has ever really caught that though Sam Raimi and Tobey Maguire came a lot closer than Marc Webb has done on his two attempts. Webb is a 20 something phenom (“500 Days Of Summer” anyone) he gets first job out of college not High School ennui.
“The Solipsist Awards” is so pointed it almost mocks its very reason for being and so accurate somebody should show it to the E Street Band. Awards are gratifying but there are too many of them. They are a barrage of feelgood.
