Thanks to performers like Streep, Wilson and fellow actors who were called "actresses" to differentiate them from men, women in filmmaking are getting the attention in 2015 that's long overdue. If only earning equal pay was part of the package.
I saw three films in a row today at the Toronto International Film Festival that have generated heavy buzz in the early festival days of fall - and found that none of them actually has the makings of the awards-season juggernauts they're being touted as. In other words, don't believe the hype.
I don't think Welcome to Me is trying to make any larger statements about the world or mental disorders, but the film is an interesting reflection on the role television continues to hold in our lives.
Anyway, all of this, from flipping past the Hallmark Channel to The Love Letter to Jennifer Jason Leigh got me to think of The Hitcher. A movie which is about as far from a Hallmark film as one could think.
It's the rare teenager who can see beyond tomorrow. While they may worry about the future, they tend to live in the moment because, among other things, they feel immortal and most have little evidence to the contrary.
History is repeating itself on Broadway. Ben Stiller made an auspicious Broadway debut in a revival of The House Of Blue Leaves 15 years ago. Almost to the day, he stars in a new mounting of John Guare's blackly comic play.