Would I ever have ventured to see Seven Brides for Seven Brothers remade on a New York stage? Doubtful. All that death-defying Michael Kidd choreography cannot be replicated away from the camera, I would have thought. But outdoors in London in August? Why not?
he Oscar nominations were announced and so many well-deserved performances and films were honored by that gold guy who bares a striking resemblance to a thinner and taller Ed Asner. That said, as is the case each year, many, many people and movies were left off the ballot.
Tina Fey and Amy Poehler bring their special brand of hostess-ness to the 72nd Golden Globes this Sunday. There are more amazing honorees than you can shake a statue at, but Culturalist users have been doing their part to identify the best-of-the-best.
Say whatever else you want to about 2014, here's one thing I know for sure. It had 365 days. And since new movies opened on screens across the USA on a great many of those days, I feel compelled to consider the year in films.
Owing to a web of legal rights so complex it could have been knotted by one of Bond's diabolical nemeses, the official 007 series hasn't been able to use the character of iconic cat-stroking supervillain Ernst Stavro Blofeld since 1971's Diamonds are Forever.
There are, I am increasingly convinced, but two kinds of people in this world: People who hate Wes Anderson films and human beings. At the Hotel Andersonia, art trumps evil every time, that's why we keep coming back every year.
Who among us hasn't thought of a pivotal moment in life for which he wished he had been granted a do-over? Who hasn't looked back in anger (or regret) and wished for a second chance that might have led to better results?