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Guys:
A couple of questions I will answer briefly:
1. Clooney is filming the Coen Bros. movie next and then he's sliding into one of Klein's
Sy Devore suits and we're beating the holy hell out of Eisenhower-era L.A. I am putting
together a little show reel for WHITE JAZZ including some badass photoshop stuff of
Clooney AS Klein (against a 1957 shot of Chavez Ravine that looks like he's standing
in it) and I am going to see about throwing that up here for your viewing pleasure.
2. Jesse James. Bottom line, Andrew made a monumental film. If you loved what Altman
did in 'McCabe and Mrs. Miller' or some of the classic neo-westerns, then you will enshrine
this one. I happen to love it. Whatever test audiences made of the film, who can tell and
moreover...WHO CAN CARE. Not Andrew. He's a filmmaker and a marvelously talented
one at that. You start reading those post-screening cards and all that NRG nonsense
and you'll be sucking on a shotgun inside a half hour.
Is 'Jesse James' a 'four-quadrant family hit!' HELL NO! Do YOU want to see that version!?
You go with gut, stick to guns. What director, worth a shit, doesn't?
3. Made the push through the script and I'm winding it down. Without getting into too
much detail the end involves the protagonist fastening broken mini-bottles of Scotch
(secured from the wreckage of the 737 he was on) to his hands with electrical tape,
breaking them to sharp points and squaring off against a pack of rogue wolves...
...and it's a Kate Hudson-style Rom-Com....HA!
Alright, I've lamented, bitched and procrastinated long enough.
I hope everybody is laughing hard and enjoying the hell out of his or her day.
JC
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