- Mood:
- Chill
I don’t know whether to think of this period as vacation time or just a different kind of work.
I went out of my way to get enough material to survive an actors’ strike that was expected to start in mid-July that I have enough material to get me through the next month (including the ideal film for a public television audience, BRIDESHEAD REVISITED—given that mini-series was one of the most popular in PBS history).
I also discovered that I must use up a resort opportunity in this high summer period or there will be no guaranteed openings in the more popular tourist season.
All of that sounds like vacation, but I’ve also been asked to fill my calendar with various local Philadelphia hosting and speaking affairs, so I must weave free time with more personal appearances than I’ve done the entire year until this time. This isn’t like work, however, since you’re around people who share your interests, knowledge, and sensibilities; in fact, it’s close to pure pleasure.
Of course, if an August 14 deadline for SAG to accept the last producers’ offer finally produces a strike that is now NOT expected—and for which I’ve not stockpiled—I will be using supporting actors from the major summer films for my FLICKS interviews. Still, I don’t suppose Hollywood actually plans its activities around my schedule, however much it sometimes seems so to do.
Meanwhile, this seems like a good week to note the career of Brendan Fraser.
July may be dominated individually by THE DARK KNIGHT, HANCOCK and a couple of other possibles, but only Brendan is starring in two MAJOR films (Will Smith is not in any other film comparable to the HANCOCK success).
JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH not only stars Fraser but also is under his executive producership (to coin an awkward phrase). It’s a family film that has stayed in the top ten and taken 3-D to another level of accessibility while not losing too much quality over the mega-level of IMAX theaters.
This week, the last of the blockbuster movies of the summer opens with THE MUMMY 3; it won’t steal the box office glory of THE DARK KNIGHT, but it should fill the seats based on the popularity of the first two films.
So, what is Brendan like as a person/interview?
As is the case with a lot of stars, it depends to a large extent at what point in his career you got to know him. If your first personal exposure was after his success with the special effects extravaganzas and the comedies that often used that image to spoof himself self-deprecatingly, then he probably comes across as a pleasant professional who has a well thought-out agenda of talking points that he organizes to respond to the usual questions.
That’s fine. It’s the way Arnold Schwarzenegger used to handle interviews before he became his governorship (to coin another awkward phrase; this is becoming a habit that needs to be broken).
Still, every interviewer is looking for something that makes her or her interview unique in some way (although the insecure needs constant reassurance from the outside that this is happening whereas the normal person will share only the unique anecdotes—for fun). Secure people don’t need outside reassurance.
What a serious interviewer desires is more understanding of what goes into making the actor whatever level of craftsman he or she is (only a few—like Meryl Streep or Daniel Day-Lewis, to pick two examples that nobody would dispute—become artists).
My introduction to Brendan was back about two decades ago for a film called SCHOOL TIES. They brought him—the star, playing a character who was Jewish in an upper class prep school who becomes the object of discrimination from his yuppie-hopeful classmates—and many of his supporting cast through Philadelphia, and I got to sit down and interview all of them at some length.
That was also when I met Matt Damon (and was overwhelmed by his intelligence and articulate charm); his part in the film didn’t showcase his potential as much as his interview did.
Brendan was interesting, however. Tall, handsome, and open, he was clearly someone selected by the Hollywood power players as a mainstream star. If he sensed that, he hid it well, and the pleasure he took in playing the subtext of the young man torn between two cultural worlds was obvious.
It was Matt, however, who became a major star in the deeper films when he and his best friend, Ben Affleck, created GOOD WILL HUNTING. Ironically, Matt would become a blockbuster lead with Bourne after he became a star in Oscar-level roles. Brendan would hit the box office superstar status with the action adventure genre.
So, what does this tell us, if anything, about Brendan Fraser?
Well, he has been smart enough to know that you must have power of some kind in Hollywood to do anything that will be noticed, and so he’s taken his onscreen success and accumulated offscreen status.
He’s also avoided the trap of making too many of the same type of films while the quality of each declines and loses audience fidelity, as others failed to avoid: this summer ADDS to his “creds”.
Yet, there is more to him than there appears to be, in spite of his 60’ tall familiarity to moviegoers. Success is necessary in Hollywood, but satisfaction doesn’t necessarily come with it. Brendan is still young enough to take his box office power and do a smaller film that utilizes the inner characterization that he drew on in the beginning.
It will be interesting to see if he decides to go in that direction in the second decade of the century.
Meanwhile, I have various directions to go…so enough for now.
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- Mood:
- A-OK
I’m writing this in the middle of a record-breaking opening for THE DARK KNIGHT and what may be the best week for films in many a dark night.
Before commenting on this film and the others, I should mention that my interview with Christian Bale (“Batman”) about THE DARK KNIGHT as well as my interviews with Meryl Streep and Pierce Brosnan for MAMMA MIA (that will gross enough to have made it the number one film on most of the weeks of 2008) are on my webpage (just look for the pictures and watch them):
http://www.whyy.org/flicks
We don’t post interviews on You Tube because they are so easy to find there from commercial television folks, and—in fairness—my questioning about acting craft is not what most You Tube fans crave. I don’t put down my commercial TV colleagues; we’re just not interested in tabloid interviews, although I’m all for as full a range of film coverage as possible.
First, it’s worth noting the scale of this week’s film success: THE DARK KNIGHT actually made back its approximately 180 million dollar cost in PREVIEW ticket sales; it’s the new opening day box office champion and the regular weekend winner barring some change in the figures.
MAMMA MIA and HELLBOY 2 are both Universal films and when people use that precious gas to get to the theaters across America and discover that all of the tickets to THE DARK KNIGHT are already gone, they will shift to the counter programming of MAMMA MIA or the closest thing to what they wanted—HELLBOY 2—assuming that many of them have already seen HANCOCK since Independence Day weekend (which will pick up most of the remainder, to Sony’s continued happiness with that film).
That will leave disgruntled parents missing their choices for films (unless they abandon their kids in Theater One at SPACE CHIMPS and go over to Theaters Two, Three or Four to see one of those above). WALL-E may have a few families left to grab, but that will be the last of the movies that can compete at all.
Bottom line: It’s good news for the bottom line.
Partly because gas and movie prices (tickets and concessions) are so high, when everyone decides to spend this hot week at the movies, you could be looking at the last mammoth film week until the fall holiday season. Indeed, there are enough factors combining to sell seats in SOME movie that records may melt like ice cream on east coast sidewalks during this killer heat wave.
Now, about Christian Bale: he is known to the media as a “difficult” interview. So, in fact, was Heath Ledger—whose work so dominates this film and whose last interview with me was one of the last he ever did (for I’M NOT THERE towards the end of 2007).
The truth is that neither like or liked “star” interviews. Both are examples of people who didn’t take roles for the money or fame but rather used their work to give meaning to their lives. Both seemed inarticulate to those who couldn’t elicit much response from them by asking about how much “fun” they had doing a part or who they were or weren’t dating.
You also couldn’t expect to get much from them by asking questions that they had heard a hundred times, like “what interested you in this part?”. Neither thinks of themselves as all that interesting, but both are fascinated by the process of creation, and both were willing to make sacrifices of their health and comfort to create something bigger than themselves.
If you have trouble believing that, then just rent THE MACHINIST and look at what Christian Bale went through to play that emaciated, troubled character; that’s the role in which he seems to take the most pride.
If you think Heath Ledger just mumbled through his part in BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN, then look at it again and note the subtle changes he made in his character’s physical and emotional changes as he aged in the part (he told me how he divided the different approaches into three age groups with specific characteristics for each).
There will be millions of words written and spoken about THE DARK KNIGHT. It has several reasons to go see it, but first it’s important to note that movies should be judged within their genre. That is, it’s ridiculous to compare this film to SCHINDLER’S LIST or JUNO or TOOTSIE. Its apples should be compared only to the same fruit, not the oranges of others.
With that labored metaphor leaving a bad taste in my mouth [rats, the metaphor continues in spite of myself], it’s fair to say that THE DARK KNIGHT is technically superior, gorgeous to see (especially in its IMAX version), and acted well enough that—for once—Gary Oldman doesn’t outshine every other cast member. So, see it—saving it for the chance to see it on an IMAX screen, if possible.
Oh, yes, and note this intriguing financial fact: BATMAN BEGINS, which ends where THE DARK KNIGHT begins, made about 50 million dollars its opening weekend and ended up making almost 400 million dollars worldwide; with triple the opening amount for the sequel, do the math, and we may see the word “billion” before the last dollar is spent at the box office. VARIETY will dust off the word “boffo”.
Although this will be the week of the bat, it’s also another chance for the musical genre to further its comeback as a film style. HAIRSPRAY and HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL most recently brought in the younger audiences, while CHICAGO and DREAMGIRLS proved that older audience would also go out to see these movies.
MAMMA MIA makes no attempt to compete with THE DARK KNIGHT, but it will benefit from its success. The continuing popularity of Abba’s music gives it a fairly wide demographic as well as a cast filled with charm and talent.
Although the results are somewhat mixed (as shouldn’t be surprising when much of the appeal of the stage original depended on a live relationship with its audience) as a movie, there’s no way to exaggerate the appeal of Meryl Streep.
She told me that she would never have attempted to be a professional singer in spite of the fact that she has been paid to sing in several films now (and she’s very good); she said, with the kind of honesty for which she’s respected, that she believes she can meet her own standard as an actress but she doesn’t feel the same about her singing talent.
I suppose that’s technically true, and you can find any number of professional singers who have extraordinary talent in their singing ability, but films are not just big screen versions of AMERICAN IDOL (thank heavens).
What Meryl Streep brings to the screen in addition to a fine singing voice is charm, energy, subtlety, emotion and charisma.
When I interviewed her about this film (as you’ll see if you go to the webpage and access it), I started by asking her about the first readthrough of the script with the necessity to do the songs in front of many people, including studio people that she didn’t know. It’s indicative of her personal charm that she whispered to me how scared she was doing that in front of a group of strangers who might judge how well she did without any rehearsal; I stopped her and pointed out that she was whispering into a microphone, and she clapped the side of her head, said “duhhh”, and crossed her eyes.
It was a nice personal moment before we got into the “acting craft” questions.
So, here in the high summer of 2008 with Barack Obama overseas, gas prices in the stratosphere (in spite of a profit-taking respite in the crude oil surge), the economy in shambles, and the Iraqi government throwing the political campaign into confusion by telling the U.S. it was time to plan a withdrawal from their country, we Americans are escaping to that place where we’ve always taken shelter in hard times:
The movies.
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- Mood:
- Grateful
I’ve decided to ignore the possibility of an actors strike since it didn’t happen when insiders suggested it was most likely to happen and yet nothing is resolved as of this writing. Before leaving the subject until something happens one way or the other, it does strike me that the Screen Actors Guild leadership will probably replaced if they can’t either get the results they sought or get a strike approved by the membership.
Meanwhile, I have plenty of film star interviews ready to roll out over the next month either done or about to be done.
So, this journal entry will be about a moment in film history that goes back to June of 1969. It was a moment that foreshadowed the coming decade of the anti-hero, gritty realism, and a new way of looking at America and the world.
It’s on my mind because I’ll go from this computer to a film festival in Philadelphia where I’m a guest host for the “40th Anniversary Tribute of MIDNIGHT COWBOY” panel following a screening of the “brand-new restored 35mm print.”
The usual suspects of facts lead the reasons it was and is important. It was nominated for seven Academy Awards and won three—Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Editing. It would certainly have beaten John Wayne who won the Oscar for TRUE GRIT that same year if the two stars of MIDNIGHT COWBOY, Dustin Hoffman and Jon Voight, were not nominated for the same award.
The British version of the Academy Awards (BAFTA) solved that problem by giving Voight a Best Promising Newcomer award and Hoffman their Best Actor award.
There were many other organizations who honored the film, the director, the actors and others, but it was the fact that an X-rated film won the Oscar that surprised everyone (they changed its rating the year after it won to an “R”, which turned out to be far more appropriate when “X” became associated totally with porn movies).
There are ironies galore associated with this movie. Its title misled many moviegoers into believing it was a western (when it, of course, was one of the slang terms for a gay hustler). Why ironic? Because that same year saw the box office mega-hit BUTCH CASSIDY AND THE SUNDANCE KID (a very different “buddy” picture) change the nature of westerns even as The Duke did that strange supermodel walk of his down the Academy aisles to pick up his Oscar for a more traditional western.
You can view MIDNIGHT COWBOY from many different angles: it is a location film that gave people a realistic view of the increasingly violent, chaotic, and desensitized urban culture more poignantly (and frighteningly—especially to a small town, college-protected drama student who didn’t go to Vietnam about to move to NYC with the person soon to be his wife: me, of course) represented than it had been; it is anti-heroic as would so many films of the seventies be; it is an indictment of religious hypocrisy; it is an exploration of homosexuality; and, it’s black comedy (where the humor comes out of serious misfortune, not temporary problems soon to be solved).
In essence, it marked the time when America lost its innocence once and for all. The beginning of the sixties were benign, even sweet, with isolated incidents of violence (like the assassination of Kennedy) and incipient social revolutions that still seemed like they could be resolved by people of good will and sensitivity as we matured as a culture.
The end of the sixties were filled with multiple killings (King, the younger Kennedy, Malcolm X, and civil rights workers—often followed by riots in the cities) and increased violence overseas (as Vietnam grew into a monster killing machine and Americans turned on each other).
Times Square in New York City, where important scenes in MIDNIGHT COWBOY took place, was ground central for squalor, con artists, thieves, the homeless, and anybody who wanted to exploit anybody for anything—especially sex, as always. I often wonder, as we go to screenings in the Disney-led reworking of the area into a giant outside mall, how many of the people on those streets under fifty realize that they would have been viewed as ideal targets who had stumbled into the wrong place in 1969.
You can lament the commercialization of the center of Manhattan but you can’t realistically be nostalgic for what was there in the time of MIDNIGHT COWBOY unless you’re delusional, ignorant, or simply naïve.
Having said that, I well remember walking those streets as a young, aspiring actor and—later—as a still young doctoral student in drama during the early seventies and thinking how cool and sophisticated I was for being at home on the famous mean streets. It was a typical arrogant attitude of youth which I abandoned as I finally began to notice the sadness and nastiness that underlies neglected urban wastelands.
So, in a few hours, I’ll watch the uncut, restored version of MIDNIGHT COWBOY on the big screen for the first time in four decades and be reminded of its power and my lack of it so long ago.
We’ll talk afterwards about the themes, the close-call casting mishaps (Lee Majors who would later be the SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN on TV was originally cast in the role of “Joe Buck—Jon Voight’s part—but fortunately for film history, his current TV series, THE BIG VALLEY, was renewed and he couldn’t take it); also, Warren Beatty wanted the part but was—again fortunately—too famous for director John Schlesinger; and—although less obviously—I would contend that it’s good Robert Blake chose not to play “Ratso” instead of Dustin Hoffman.
I’m sure there will be those who still believe that Dustin Hoffman adlibbed his famous line, “I’m walking here”, to a real cab driver in New York while filming in spite of the fact that the cabbie was a hired actor and the line was in the script.
What I won’t talk about at the Philadelphia affair unless I’m asked is how much I’ve grown to like both Jon Voight and Dustin Hoffman over these years. Both have been more than nice to me and, in addition to being great interviews, have been among those who have gone out of their way to be so outside of the interviewing situation.
That’s the final irony for me, because these two actors scared the hell out of me when they were young stars and I was just a college student ten years younger than they were. I could never have predicted that I would ever have gotten to know them.
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- Mood:
- Thoughtful
I’m still waiting to see how the actors’ strike is going to play out.
I’ve accepted a couple of film interview trips—one for Kevin Costner’s SWING VOTE in D.C. and one for THE MUMMY 3 in Los Angeles. Both take place just about exactly when a strike is most likely to happen, according to those in the industry who are waiting to see if their plans for filming and promotion can go forward.
SAG is waiting to see the results of the AFTRA vote, and I’m not being much of a help. I actually carried my ballot on the TV contract acceptance all of the way to Los Angeles bypassing every mailbox without depositing it, and then I even carried it in my pocket to a set visit in Canada and back all of the way home.
Freud could make something of that, I suppose.
In any event, that gets me to the subject of set visits.
This particular one was for NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2, and it was in Vancouver—where not only the original one was made with Ben Stiller but also is the location for dozens of movies that supposedly take place in various American locations.
Why Vancouver? Well, there are various reasons that include the excellent facilities and the effort made to accommodate the producers, but the big reason has to do with less union requirements.
In this case, the sequel to the popular family film takes place in the various museums of the Smithsonian. Although they shot some scenes in and around the actual D.C. museums like the Air and Space Museum, the National Gallery and what have you, most of the action involving works of art and historical figures coming to life and chasing Ben and his co-star Amy Adams had to be shot on the vast Vancouver sets.
Sometimes, set visits are rather dull affairs with a few scenes that you get to see shot in simulated rooms—or, more likely, partial rooms.
This time, we shot standups (that’s when you look into a camera and intone something profound like, “I’m standing on the set of…”) in a set sixty feet tall and two hundred feed wide that was an exact replica of two floors of the Air and Space Museum, including a fake gift shot, with every minute sign and item exactly duplicated.
Then, the next day, we watched a scene shot in what the movie will call the American Gallery—for some obscure legal reason--and had a small press conference with the two stars and the director in a huge mockup of the SmithsonianCastle. We also got to see the amazingly accurate copies of great paintings and sculptures that will “come to life” in the final cut.
If you’ve ever been to the Smithsonian museums, you would find the sets and even the hallways between galleries to be faithful to a fault. You expect this level of accuracy if you’re doing a drama like THE DA VINCI CODE or even a suspense thriller like NATIONAL TREASURE, but it’s unusual in a comic adventure.
I neither have the time nor the need to do that many set visits, but the timing worked out well in this case, bridging some weekend interviews in Los Angeles with the relatively short trip up the west coast to Vancouver.
There have been other set visits that stand out over the years: the most uncomfortable may have been the one for FANTASTIC FOUR—also in Vancouver—where we agreed to play the reporters in the scene on the bridge when the superheroes have their first encounter with the press; it rained most of the day and we were there from morning into the night being soaked through pretty thoroughly for our few seconds on film.
The one with the most variety was THE WAR OF THE WORLDS set visit which roamed over various locations and included a mud-filled plain with tanks where we did our standups covered in the muck up to our ankles, then shot more from the top of a rolling hill with one of the houses that was attacked by aliens far below us in the background, and we then ended our day on the Universal Studios lot where we wandered among the wreckage of a real 747 with crane shots following our “walk and talk” camera time.
The hardest was a set visit to Wilmington, North Carolina for DOMESTIC DISTURBANCE where I found out too late that I was coming down with bronchitis; we had to shoot interviews in a warehouse open to the elements with a cold rain outside and blowing through our late night taping while my lungs tried to cough themselves out of my body, and I ended up with walking pneumonia.
Some set visits seemed to be important at the time with high expectations, but the films turned out to be disappointments, and it didn’t turn out to matter much that we did them.
The ones that end up mattering the most to you personally are those that end up giving you a sense of belonging to some film or even genre that touches some part of you that is why you got into covering movies in the beginning.
The best example of that was one of the first I ever did about two decades ago: The film was THREE AMIGOS, and we went to Tucson to interview Steve Martin, Chevy Chase, and Martin Short; that was fun enough, but then they took us out to Old Tucson—the Old West town that was the sprawling set for more films than I could name, including the comedy we were covering.
This was a permanent set that had hosted the acting of preactically every major Hollywood star who ever did a western up to that point in the late eighties. Of course, westerns had gone WAY out of style by then (they have made a comeback of sorts, but they dominated the first half of film history). If you’re a film buff, you saw John Wayne, Glenn Ford, Steve McQueen, Gregory Peck, Dean Martin, Richard Widmark, Burt Lancaster, Kirk Douglas, and dozens of others tred those dusty streets.
I’m often asked if it’s ever intimidating or exciting interviewing major stars, and the answer is probably the same for everyone who does this regularly: No, it’s interesting and often pleasant since you can’t help but develop affection for many over many years of meeting with them, BUT it is a different matter when it’s someone who was a star when you were a kid.
I may be able to banter with Will Smith (who happens to be the featured interview as I write this) or George Clooney or Angelina Jolie, etc., but I was in something that was closer to awe than professional interaction when I interviewed Gregory Peck, Charlton Heston, and Sophia Loren. They were the stars of my youth, and that sense of otherworldliness stays with you into your adulthood.
In any event, that sense of childhood wonder at the westerns I watched on the big screen when I was a boy made Old Tucson a set that touched me. Sadly, it wasn’t that many years later when much of it burned. That’s a lot of history gone, but I’m glad that I have my memories of it as it was.
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- Mood:
- Anxious
The town is terrified.
I’m looking out the window of the Four Seasons Hotel which is carefully placed on the other side of the street from the beginning of Beverly Hills (in what is officially West Hollywood) so they could avoid the height restrictions on little cocoon of luxury just fifty yards away.
From here, I’m within a five-mile radius of just about everyone who holds the power in the film world—or, at least, where they maintain one of their residences. What is the reason for the fear?
The actors’ strike.
It seems to be a consensus opinion that when the official SAG (Screen Actors Guild) contract ends next week, there will not be an agreement in place for a new one. Of course, the whole point to labor negotiations is to strike fear (pun intended) in the other side so they’ll yield to your demands.
In this case, everyone is afraid because strike will affect everyone in one way or another, including the media. That’s why the studios are cramming in as much advance promotion and access to interviews as possible before they are forced to cancel anything that involves a star crossing a virtual picket line.
All of this past week and extending back through the last weekend, there have been screenings and interviews. As I write this, I’ve just finished the new Batman movie, will be doing more here in L.A. and then will be flying to Vancouver for a set visit for a film that won’t even be finished for a while.
Ironically, my personal ballot for SAG’s sister union, AFTRA (basically the TV and radio union) is still in my coat pocket. I’ve been so busy that I’ve carried it with through all of this and have been running around so much that I haven’t yet even managed to put in in a mailbox.
It’s for the vote to ratify the negotiated settlement that was supposed to be the model for SAG to follow in its separate negotiations with the producers.
The deadline for the AFTRA vote is significant: July 8.
If, as expected, it wins approval, there will be pressure on SAG to come to terms as quickly as possible or lots of people will on the sidelines just as the already damaged Fall season is upon us and as films are being completed (as fast as possible, I might add).
BUT, as of this moment, it looks like there will be a strike, so—for example—my interview with Kevin Costner for his new movie, on July 9, could be canceled literally as I will be preparing to talk with him.
Then, the question is: how long?
And, the fear is: how much damage will be done?
Although I can’t review films here because ethics require that I wait for the opening of the films, I can say that the major films planned for a July release, like HANCOCK, THE DARK KNIGHT, JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH, and others (like MAMMA MIA, for example) are set and will go off without any noticeable lack of paid or free publicity.
The end of the month would be the beginning of the drought and August—often the dog days of summer anyhow—could dry up and blow away.
So, as I speed about collecting enough material to last through July with a strike over some part or all of the month, it’s of more than just personal interest to see this center of show business getting ever more nervous that the brinksmanship of the two sides may end up affecting the film world as much as global warming is heating up the North Pole.
By the next blog entry, we’ll see if Al Gore can get us out of this one.
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- Mood:
- *Shrug*
The subtitle of this blog is “A Critic’s Travels”. It’s not “Movie Stars I Know” or “A Critic’s View of Films.” The “travels” part is a major ingredient in the process.
[Be warned! The following pedantic rant contains irritating predictions and “I told you so” elements.]
It’s not that stars don’t show up locally in Philadelphia; they do occasionally, and sometimes they’re major stars. It’s not that there aren’t ways of interviewing actors and directors in other ways; there are.
Every week, there are several satellite interviews that I could do with most of the same stars. I don’t do them precisely because they are so widely available, and you simply cannot get any kind of decent rapport or interchange with someone who is staring into a camera with your voice asking questions in their ear (and sometimes with a second or so delay interfering even more with the conversation.
For over twenty years now, I have been doing what you need to do if you’re going to feature major stars and directors every week and be able to do it in person enough times that you have developed a professional relationship (and perhaps some normal human affection) over time.
That requires “travel”—to someplace chosen by the studio arranging the meeting that is convenient for the star. It’s common sense.
Sometimes there are other reasons to travel. For example, I was just invited to visit a set for NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2 in Vancouver after a New York series of interviews for several movies. Set visits are usually interesting and often informative, but the travel is getting more and more difficult.
Shortly before sitting down to write this, United Airlines announced a new partnership with Continental Airlines. As one just about to go over the 2 million mile mark with United Airlines (which comes with some lifelong tokens as a frequent flyer), you might assume that this announcement would be good news to me.
You might assume that if you hadn’t learned from those 2 million real miles of flying what it will really mean.
It’s just one more example of how difficult all kinds of activities, business, and pleasure is rapidly becoming as gas continues to rise (in spite of tiny moments of pullback), the economy deteriorates and prices—including concession items and box office tickets at theaters—escalate. The consolidation of the airline industry means fewer and more oversold flights, smaller airports declining and closing, higher prices and the charges for everything from a soft drink to baggage accumulate.
As the airlines squeeze together, the need to keep the public happy—or, indeed, even avoid making us miserable—goes away. Security lines and treatment inside security are increasingly rude, uncomfortable, and tedious.
And this is just the beginning.
Like global warming, it keeps getting worse but just slowly enough that people keep thinking it won’t continue to worsen. Let me make a prediction: within five years—and perhaps much sooner—carryon baggage will not be allowed on commercial aircraft.
Flight attendants have hated the carryon situation for years, but the business traveler has always been the one customer the airlines feared, and no professional traveler checks anything he/she doesn’t have to put in the baggage compartment. As the squeeze continues and the business traveler has no choice but to get to that other city, the airlines can load faster and perhaps even crunch economy seats a bit more when the carryons disappear.
If I’ve taken the space of a journal entry to rant about the slide downhill for anybody who “travels”, it’s because all of this is a vicious circle. Yes, it makes what I do to keep “FLICKS” supplied with movie people more difficult, but I’ll adjust and get the job done. The significance for all of the other aspects of show business is greater.
I predicted earlier that Americans would cut back on their travel and change their entertainment habits—at first slowly but more obviously as the situation didn’t improve and credit cards started to fill up. Sadly, that is happening, and it’s still early days.
The movie industry has deep pockets and—much like the comfortable owners of a gas guzzling SUV don’t find the gas prices that much of a problem—we’re just beginning to see some slight recognition of a changed environment.
Elaborate interviews planned for overseas have been adjusted to more conventional domestic sites; movies that had planned junkets all by themselves have been moved to tag on (piggyback) to other studios’ films at the same time and place. So far, these are minor changes, but the studios are just part of larger corporate entities and the bean counters at headquarters will keep seeing the bottom line expenses grow throughout the year. Consolidation, limitation, and even cancellation of plans are all inevitable barring a turnaround that nobody foresees happening soon. BUT, it will be slow—too slow for most to notice until later.
There’s probably only one thing that’s safe to say: The movie industry—still one of the most successful enterprises in the world—will face unique challenges for the rest of this year and be quite different this time next year.
Meanwhile, this is a week to talk with HANCOCK, go on a JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH, listen to the sounds of MAMMA MIA, and—if I can work out the travel nightmare—spend a NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM the second time.
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Father’s Day is rather special to those of us who have children and a time when our priorities come into focus. My family gives me what I need now, but I also remember my father this week, Paul Stoner, who only had an 8th grade education but taught me how to live life and is still what I hope to be when I grow up.
We need these times especially during these periods when a host of movies (and interviews for them) are made available to us.
Look at next weekend alone just to get a sense of the variety of the films that we’re covering by interviewing their stars: Will Smith’s HANCOCK (a twist on superhero movies), JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH (a remake to some extent of a science fiction classic), and MAMMA MIA (the latest big screen musical).
This isn’t the time of year when you’ll see films like JUNO or CRASH being released, but all genres are otherwise being released and made available to us over the next several weeks.
Having said that, the topic of my blog for this week is based on the Forbes Magazine list of the 100 most powerful celebrities. Since this was put together by a financial magazine, one of the main criteria was income, but also it measured public attention and status in the “industry”.
Many on the list were sports figures, music types, and TV personalities, but I’m only interested in film people (although sometimes I have to make a judgment whether someone doing a rare movie now or in the past really qualifies them).
For example, Howie Mandel shows up at #90 and Tyra Banks at #68 but can their old or meager film appearances trump their obvious inclusion because of TV? To put it another way, does somebody primarily known for something other than movies have power IN the movie industry? This is hardly a scientific exercise, so I’m going to be arbitrarily about that and just say a line about people on the list that I’ve interviewed that MAY meet that second criterion.
So, here we go, working in reverse order:
#99: Tina Fey—smart, cautious, lowkey, but quick; used to being the smartest person in the room.
#96: Jennifer Love Hewitt—knows that she is charming and assumes nobody guesses that she’s also tough.
#87: Steve Carrell—pleasant, self-effacing, and has the unique quality of reflecting with sardonic humor whatever is presented to him without trying to top the presenter.
#85: Charlie Sheen—honest and bored with “star” questions but open to almost anything; a poet though few know it.
#84: Patrick Dempsey—one of the few men known for their looks who accepts that as a given without either caring much about it or resenting it as underestimating him.
#82: Judd Apatow—far too nice to be a power, but is.
#80: Jon Stewart—I’ve never interviewed him, but I’m a big fan, and he was in DEATH TO SMOOCHY and PLAYING BY HEART (although his scenes were deleted in THE FIRST WIVES CLUB), so he gets on the list by sheer quality, if no personal reference.
#77: Cate Blanchett—a character actress who likes to meld into her parts but was just pretty enough to be a leading lady and uses it to do her more interesting work.
#73: Katherine Heigl—if you wonder why she resents scripts that she feels don’t show her talents, check out the small film where she was the executive producer and star, SIDE EFFECTS, which is a romantic comedy with a cynical look at the drug companies.
#72: Sarah Jessica Parker—of course, SEX AND THE CITY made her a star but under all of the hoopla is someone who knows that this is a jewel-encrusted trap for an actress who wants other successful films.
#71: Ellen DeGeneres—exactly as she appears to be (one of my favorite moments was when I was leaving an interview with Anne Heche, I heard a “hey, hey” loudly whispered from a side room and there was Ellen sprawling on the bed where she had been listening to the interview).
#67: Gwyneth Paltrow—one of those gentle creatures who never fully adjusted to the overbearing style of Hollywood and has never lost her more civilized demeanor.
#64: Daniel Radcliffe—a mystery as to how he’s maintained his lack of self-importance and always been kind to me since someone snapped a picture of the two of us at the interview the day before he became world famous with the premiere of the first Harry Potter film.
#60: Reese Witherspoon—steel encased in courtesy, she’s often underestimated.
#57: Nicole Kidman—“If you had seen me four hours ago, you wouldn’t think of me as beautiful”, or so she once said to me, and her performance in THE HOURS alone proved that she doesn’t need looks to be good.
#55: Ben Stiller—one of the few comic types who likes himself (his parents, show business legends themselves, did something right).
#54: Jennifer Lopez—a contradiction in the sense that she is demanding of those around her but thoughtful to individuals who aren’t part of maintaining her public image.
#51: Matt Damon—not only nice (which is nice) but also the person I noticed long before his name was known when he came through Philadelphia for SCHOOL TIES in 1992 as one of the smartest people I had met in the business.
#50: Spice Girls—I interviewed them all together for that film in 1997, SPICE WORLD; even then, Victoria Beckham (as she proudly now is) said little and appeared to wish to be somewhere else and Geri Halliwell did most of the talking.
#49: Nicolas Cage—among the best interviews you can get and disarming in his frankness and charm; he once told me that every film was used by him as therapy for different things bothering him in real life.
#48: Jerry Bruckheimer—the MAN; once not appreciated as much as he should have been because the late Don Simpson got so much notice, but now obviously the person who knows how to create hits although he told me that even he is often guessing.
#47: Keira Knightley—shares my opinion that PRIDE AND PREJUDICE is the best novel ever written and one of the few actresses who can do fluff and substance equally well.
#46: George Lucas—as protective and tough as it is possible to be in his professional life while being equally as generous and forthcoming in person; I enjoyed interviewing him at his ranch in northern California.
#44: Leonardo DiCaprio—has never forgotten who was interested in his acting when he was very young and unknown and absolutely sincere in his convictions about the environment and other issues.
#42: Tyler Perry—a man that knows a niche audience perfectly and targets everything to it and is not interested in trying to bring in others, at least to this point.
#41: Howard Stern—a surprise as an interview for the 1997 film PRIVATE PARTS since he was refreshingly self-aware (although that was clearly a clever choice in dealing with the media and quite intentional, it was obvious) and not hesitant to express his lack of respect for the people who are his most loyal listeners.
#35: Miley Cyrus—I have no idea since I’ve never interviewed her, but in addition to her concert tour box office hit, she was also in one of my favorite films as an eight-year-old, BIG FISH.
#31: Tom Cruise—it’s time to move on from the weirdness; whatever else Tom is, he’s also someone who cares about movies and is a consummate professional when making them; for me, his best work is in EYES WIDE SHUT, but the public wouldn’t agree.
#29: Bruce Willis—an actor that I’ve interviewed since the days he was doing both TV and films at the same time; he’s easily bored and hard to keep in his seat if it’s a busy day, but get him when there’s not a throng waiting for him and he’s gold.
#26: 50 Cent—if you say so, Forbes.
#25: Jerry Seinfeld—OK, his movie credentials are sparse, but I’m a big fan, and that’s why it was ironic that a friend of mine (who worked for WNBC in New York and knew him) got on an elevator in Los Angeles with Jerry in the back and other media friends doing that awkward thing when a major star is there with you and (I’m told) unintentionally snubbed him while we were engaged in some conversation of importance to us and never heard him repeatedly trying to get her attention. J
#21: Madonna—always frustrated because her film career was taken seriously, she liked my “craft’ questions enough (for Golden Globe-winning performance as EVITA) that she offered to sign her book, SEX, to me (and I wrapped it in plastic since it was a phenomenon in the early nineties).
#17: Jennifer Anniston—I’ve always gotten the impression that she is still somewhat surprised by the level of her fame and not quite sure how to translate that into a steady film career.
#14: Cameron Diaz—sexy, yes, and a class act; never a bad interview and always makes it personal; she also is smart enough to have sent those of us who covered WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS and expected to interview her as well as Ashton a note apologizing for not attending due to the death of her father.
#13: Steven Spielberg—still has the enthusiasm of a boy who just feels lucky he gets to make movies.
#12: Justin Timberlake—quite serious about his acting and not interested in taking the easy roles that his pop status permits; he likes to talk about the “work” and is articulate about it.
#11: Will Smith—not only loveable and always gracious to everyone, but also capable of excellent acting whether in films where it’s expected like ALI or in those where you might not think it’s needed like I AM LEGEND.
#10: Brad Pitt—perhaps the actor who has matured the most since I first started interviewing him, improving steadily all of the time and adding a sense of social responsibility that would have exhausted his younger self.
#6: Johnny Depp—besides being the actor who insisted on taking on roles that should have cost him his stardom but clearly didn’t when all was said and done, he has gone so far out of his way to get me into interviews with him and share enough of his thoughts to make them invaluable that I cannot express an appropriate level of gratitude.
#4: Beyonce Knowles—although my exposure to her is limited, she is a good example of those performing artists who have succeeded so hugely in a related field (her voice on soundtracks alone is omnipresent) that she should be included, although people with this resume never seem to feel entirely comfortable talking about their film work.
#3: Angelina Jolie—with so many stories, mentions, and testimonials about her good work in this journal, I will add nothing more here except to say that she’s a national treasure and an extraordinarily nice person.
#1: Oprah Winfrey—when I interviewed her for her 1998 film BELOVED, I wasn’t surprised to discover she knew how to give a great interview (duh), but it did surprise me when she said, “Oh, Patrick, I promised myself I wouldn’t cry today, but you’ve made me with your understanding of what this film means to me.” Hmmm. Impressive. If not convincing. Very impressive. Well, she IS Forbes #1, after all. Nobody handed it to her.
Were there any omissions from this list that struck me in the area of film? Yes, I would have expected Adam Sandler and George Clooney to make the power cut. I wonder if they, and others in their league, didn’t because they share so much of the proceeds of the films they do to lower that side of the Forbes evaluation. I don’t know, but it was an interesting list.
Oh, yes, and Britney Spears topped their Infamy list.
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It’s our last on-air fundraiser of the fiscal year, so I’m doing that crazy schedule of going off to here and yon for interviews and then rushing back to Philadelphia to help fund our programs, our work in the community, and general support of public television.
I was in Boston just before writing this and then back in Philly to work live until 11pm.
The craziest day of the week sees me on the air until at least 11pm and then rushing to catch a 12:13am train to NYC where I’ll crash and get up early to see a screening of THE HAPPENING before doing interviews and heading back to Philly to get out all of our programs.
The hardest part is not showing the fatigue and trying to present a professional face to the public although doing the good work of helping get the money from on-air fundraising got old long before I did.
Still, that gives me the theme of this blog entry as we enter a very busy month of interviewing film people:
Over the years, there have been a host of people—some famous, some working professionals known mostly to their peers—that have done their job when they were in physical or emotional pain, and they all put aside their personal problems to present their best faces to the public.
The most recent name of my experience probably is known to the fewest members of the public, unless you’ve seen CELTIC THUNDER on PBS. His name is George Donaldson, and he’s one of the Irish singers that was put together by the people who made CELTIC WOMAN well known to fans in America.
George was one of two members of the group in our main studio in Philadelphia last Monday when we were doing on-air fundraising around their latest concert. He had a kidney infection and was in debilitating pain; a doctor was called, and he was put on heavy antibiotics. He could have gone back to the hotel and taken something to help him escape the pain and sleep, but instead he went on the air, showed no sign of his discomfort and even sang live with nobody guessing that he had any problem. A pro…
Shirley MacLaine once had a hypoglycemic attack just before I was to interview her and had to have fruit and sugary mints pushed into her mouth (at her insistence) so she didn’t lose consciousness. After a brief rest, she gave me an interview with no hint of her discomfort.
Gerard Butler had an intestinal problem that caused him to have to escape after almost every interview into a private area (for P.S. I LOVE YOU) but you couldn’t tell from the interviews unless you noticed a certain intensity around his eyes as he held himself together and forced himself to chat amiably.
Mary Tyler Moore—in my first official star interview in L.A.—was forced to put her head in her lap (as I noticed on the monitor before I went into her room) due to the exhaustion caused by her diabetes, but the charm and intelligence came out the moment you entered the room; the only way you would have known she had a problem was the fact that I—with the knowledge that I had just gained—asked if her well known diabetic situation (she was already a spokesman for the fight against the disease) made it difficult for her to work, and she was eager to talk about how tough it was for herself and others.
Angelina Jolie has always been a good interview, or at least I’ve always found her to be, but she was simply so thin in one interview—after returning from her famous African trip with Brad—that I remember telling my friends that I was worried about her. Later, she suggested that she feared she had contracted something (or, one report said that it might even have been a tapeworm), but nobody who saw my interview got anything except her usual class act.
Kate Hudson was emotionally distraught several months ago and cut back significantly on her interview schedule but decided to do one more with me as a nice gesture before she went back to deal with what I later gathered was a personal trauma that is not the point to this entry so I won’t spend time on it here.
In that case, she seemed to believe that I knew what was troubling her (although I didn’t at the time, to be frank), but when she apologized—in a clearly depressed tone before we started—about not giving me as much time as planned, “I’m sorry…about the time…but I told them I wanted to do this before I leave…you understand…”. I didn’t, but I certainly admired her professionalism.
Then, there are stars like Robin Williams who pour so much energy into the interviews they are literally exhausted (Robin is famous for sweating through his shirts because of the effort he’s expending and changing them regularly); or stars like George Clooney who can’t possibly be feeling the pleasure they’re maintaining and exuding. Nobody who sees them would ever guess that they were working at it.
Of course, then there were the numerous occasions in interviews when it was clear that something was very wrong, but the reason was never clear (though there were always rumors of various kinds, of course). That list would include dozens of people, and sometimes there were clearly some outside influences in the form of alcohol or drugs, but since it would be slander to mention those names without evidence, I’ll leave them out of this list, and most have now changed their lives for the better.
There is one example, though, of a star who sort of fell between those with illness or addiction, but whose last work will soon be seen: Heath Ledger, of course. I still have the tape of my last interview with Heath on my desk. It was for I’M NOT THERE, and there has been so much nonsense about him that you need to understand his normal personality before the last interview can be put into context.
He was one of those actors who needed to express himself through his work and not through his private self. People described him in years past as a difficult interview, sometimes bordering or actually being rude to questioners that were tabloid oriented. I confess that even I—who wouldn’t know what to do with tabloid material if it dropped into my hands—found him reticent and distant when I first interviewed him (for A KNIGHT’S TALE).
In this business, the attitude of the stars we interview adjusts once they have an idea of your approach and interests. Each interview that I did with Heath got better, and the one for BROKEBACKMOUNTAIN was almost a perfect discussion of acting craft from my point of view. By that time, he trusted me to the extent that he knew I wasn’t going to try to get some sound bite about something that didn’t matter, like how he felt about kissing a man when he was straight.
So, when I sat down with Heath last fall, I was looking forward to it, but it was immediately apparent that he was in bad physical shape and his concentration was off. This was an example of someone trying as hard as he could to give a professional interview but it was like talking to someone who has been stretched to the breaking point.
I saw some interviews with him at that time where the interviewer suggested that he was some kind of drug addict and that must have led to his death. Whatever he was taking and self-medicating—from sleeping pills to alcohol—is not the point here. What I have noticed and valued since then as I have viewed my tape is the huge effort he was making to communicate. I never aired that particular interview (as popular in the You Tube world that it would have been) because I respected his artistry and decency as a person too much.
The point is that it is true that stars are treated like royalty (and, like anybody who matters, are on the receiving end of negativity from the jealous and insecure), but it is also true that most of them continue to present themselves professionally in spite of problems that their critics couldn’t handle with equal aplomb. And they not only can stand the heat, but--like any pro with a brain--they LIKE the heat.
That’s a trait worthy of respect.
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My days in the hills have come to an end, and the combination of travel to various places interspersed with the last on-air fundraising period of the fiscal year has begun. June is crowded with activity.
Ah, well, it’s all part of the job, so it’s time to collect both interviews and money for public television.
Before returning to the overbooked world of the junkets and before doing the necessary duty of supporting something bigger than myself, I’ll do a little guessing about the changing movie world in this chaotic economic environment.
First, the good news: AFTRA (the American Federation of Television and Radio Artists) informed those of us who are members that a deal was reached on May 28 that will require payment for television programs being streamed on the internet. That is good news to all fair-minded people, although I suppose it’s bad news to those who want to air other people’s work without legal consequences, if anyone cares.
It’s also good news for movie lovers because—according to sources in SAG (the Screen Actors’ Guild)—that decreases the chance of an actors’ strike later this summer. I gather the idea is that once the principle is established in its sister union, a settlement is likely in the film union. Let’s hope so.
Secondly, what may at first look like good news but will turn out to be a wash: there has been a secret government investigation of the oil future manipulation that has just been revealed. On the surface, the tentative conclusion that prices have been artificially inflated by at least a third of oil’s actual value would appear to presage lower gas prices.
Don’t count on that until near the election at the earliest, although the oil companies may try to calm down the outraged public by slowing down and even taking a few cents off before ascending again.
In any event, it’s too late. The mammoth increase in fuel has already sent food prices up and, believe it or not, that means film ticket costs are increasing.
Remember, concession sales are what keep local movie theatres from going broke; ticket sales alone won’t do it; they are just the entrance price to get to the overpriced popcorn and friends.
Sound a bit exaggerated? Let me quote Robyn Lee on a website called SEROUS EATS:
”Due to the increasing costs of popcorn, the price of movie tickets is expected to skyrocket by as much as 30 percent this year. Why is the price of popcorn going up? Reasons include the increasing demand for ethanol, the low yields of this year's popcorn crop, the rising cost in coconut oil for popping corn, and the increasing cost of producing paper popcorn tubs. Since "roughly 25 percent of the price of admission is subsidized by popcorn, soda, and candy sales," either snacks will get more expensive or movie ticket prices will increase. How much longer will it be before tickets cost closer to $20 than $10?”
What’s my point? OK, let’s put the pieces together: Gas is about $4 a gallon, heading to $5 by the end of the summer, so families are driving less and less; once at the theater, the cost of the tickets and the treats for the kids are up and will go higher, making a trip to the movies more of a luxury than it was; analysts suggest that the easiest box office bucks are front-loaded this summer--meaning people may treat themselves early but start worrying about those growing credit card balances as the season wanes.
It’s not that I’m predicting gloom and doom. Films are simply to important to Americans. They’ll find a way to see them, even if they increase their viewing at home and lessen it at the distant mall somewhat.
Things connect, however, and life is like a game of chess, so it’s always worthwhile to try to see several moves ahead (and it’s fun, if you’re analytically inclined).
Just as ridiculously low mortgage rates that weren’t guaranteed pretty much guaranteed a disaster that would lead the rest of the economy down the proverbial drain, so did the mushrooming gas prices lead to higher food prices, more expensive concession items, and higher movie ticket prices.
So, the final question is this: if you were a movie studio, what adjustments would you make in the near future in terms of your new films?
I don’t know the answer to that, and I’m glad that my future doesn’t depend on it, but there are some points that they must obviously consider. The big one is simply that it may no longer make as much sense to do as much as you have historically done.
Consider: The big films so far are IRONMAN, INDIANA JONES AND THE KINGDOM OF THE CRYSTAL SKULL, and—at least initially—SEX AND THE CITY. Did any of these need to generate interest to get people to go see them? Basically, all you had to do is make sure that people knew when they opened; the audiences were going to go no matter what else you did or didn’t do.
Of course, it’s the regular competition among less surefire successes that makes the studios cover their bets by overdoing the publicity, free and paid. Generally, that guarantees that nobody wants to be accused of doing too little by the disappointed executives and producers.
But, if a box office squeeze materializes and if the economy doesn’t turn around, then it wouldn’t be inconceivable that the studios could decide to cut back on their efforts. If the result wasn’t a dropoff from expectations, then the competition to do the maximum effort would decline. Once that happened, the concept of less is more might be adopted.
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It will be interesting to see how it all plays out. Meanwhile, since it looks like the actors will be turning out new films, I’ll be out there interviewing a bunch of them.
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He’s no kid; he’s cool under pressure; nothing can keep him down; he’s charismatic; women remain loyal forever; nothing scares him; enemies amuse him; and, he’s a teacher (“part-time,” as he says when his son marvels at that last fact about him right after seeing him in action).
Yep, Indiana Jones is back, and there’s something about that description of him that sounds familiar.
Hmmm…no, that can’t be it; he’s wayyyy older than I am (oh, fine, OK, four years…if you’re going to be stuffy about it). )
Well, Harrison Ford is quite something, and that’s a factor, but the important thing is the newest film, INDIANA JONES AND THE KINGDOM OF THE CRYSTAL SKULL is now open and, therefore, it is ethical for a professional critic to discuss it.
In a previous journal entry I talked about the series in general and the qualities of the character in particular. Now, before the rush of summer films cascades one after another over each weekend, drowning out the sounds from the earlier ones, let me enjoy myself with some brief observations about the film before jumping to a larger point.
First, a comment about the studio: Paramount Pictures is having one stupendous spring. I don’t know what the rest of the year will be like for them, but, with IRONMAN and the new INDY, they have box office gold that should give them a pad for the rest of 2008.
The commercial that Shia Labeouf does is a smart stroke, introducing Indiana to his generation. As he says, you just need to know three things about him once you’ve gotten the message that he’s the epitome of action heroes—the hat, the whip, and the theme song.
Without including any spoilers to ruin the plot for those who haven’t seen it, the opening of the film makes it clear that Lucas and Spielberg are going to honor the first film’s formula while updating it: Nazis are now KGB agents, and the mystical and powerful Ark of the Covenant is now something other worldly and powerful.
The setup is reminiscent of the classic cave opening of the original with him fleeing to the sound of his theme. Again it’s followed by a return to his classroom and the contrast between the man of action and the man of the mind. We set off on the new adventure in good stride.
Although some of the action required a stunt man, the filmmakers were careful to shoot Ford doing enough of his own work to make it clear that this is one tough guy. He passes the credibility mark easily, even as the self-deprecating humor about his age makes it clear that he doesn’t take himself that seriously.
The middle of the film bogs down a bit as we have to deal with John Hurt as a temporarily deranged colleague and mentor to the Shia character, and somehow Karen Allen feels awkward as she tries to recreate her feisty character from the original, with the not terribly surprising revelations about the effect of that past on the present.
Still, nostalgia pulls fans of the trilogy (which usually means One and Three, with Two sort of an orphan that lost its way) through this.
Then, there comes the curse of the modern action film: overdone digital effects. Until the last part of the movie, there was a wise decision to keep the action on the human level and just add some technical spectacle when absolutely needed.
Still, what’s more amazing than a bit of the film looking like more modern overdoners—to invent a word—is how much life there is in this return.
Not for you? No problem. Too bad, though. The thrill of that familiar theme will straighten the spine of those who like it.
All of which brings us to the subject of age and how things have changed in the last quarter of a century.
65 just isn’t what it used to be. Harrison Ford may be eligible for Social Security, but he’s not in much worse shape than he was when he was 45; that would be around the time of THE LAST CRUSADE.
Think about it: when they started Social Security, they chose the age of 65 because they didn’t expect all that many people to live much longer than that. Then, along comes modern medicine, better diets, more active lifestyles, and a generation that has broken every barrier that the past has put up to control it.
Harrison is just a little too old to be a baby boomer; that really starts about a year before me when he was already four, but he might as well be one of us.
We changed the world, for better (civil rights, women’s equality, environmental awareness, political activity) and worse (“Don’t trust anyone over 30”…sexual promiscuity to the point of igniting a health tragedy…mistreating soldiers who weren’t policy makers).
We shook up the eighties, came into power in the nineties, and aren’t about to move aside just because others might want it and even try to force it. Whatever else we are, we have energy, determination, and confidence.
So, Harrison, our honorary Baby Boomer, we salute you. You’ve aged well and you may well outlive Social Security itself, but then again, you’ll never need it. The rest of us better keep our IRA’s and other investments diversified and solvent.
That’s why we identify with Indiana Jones. And his theme song is ours.
Now, I’ve got the hat. Where did he get that cool whip?
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