I'm going to make an outrageous Oscars prediction, and it has nothing to do with the winners. When the 89th annual Academy Awards air, the most coveted viewership demographic will be watching anything but the Hollywood awards show.
This Sunday's Golden Globes Awards kick off Hollywood's lengthy awards show season, or in fashion terms, the playoffs.
Dear Rooney Mara, As you've been making press rounds to promote your new movie, "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo," we've been tracking your style, and honestly, we've been a little... non-plussed by it. But today was the final straw: you hit up a photocall in Berlin wearing what looks like a gray sports bra, a knee-length black skirt and a headband. We have to say something.
Most are what I would consider 'bad movies' that are being hailed elsewhere as greats, while a few are merely mediocre movies that are inexplicably being given a critical pass in most circles.
Having read all three of Stieg Larsson's novel trilogy featuring his super heroine Lisbeth Salander, and having seen all three of the Swedish movies adapted from those books as well as the American version, I have arrived at one conclusion: the Swedes win.
Is Fincher's film better than Oplev's? Not really. It's different; it's probably as good as the Swedish version. But better? Nope, sorry.
Salander's character, and her appeal to readers, isn't about sex. It's about her resilience in the face of adversity -- significant adversity. It's about her persistent and dogged will to see justice done.
There are a lot of versions of truth available within the framework of The Social Network, and because the film's major players are have their own relationship with the truth, the story becomes infinitely more engaging.
The Social Network proves that assholes pretty much run the world. As if we needed a reminder.
The Social Network satisfies in ways great and small, as it tells a small story with big implications.
The selection of Rooney Mara to play the part of Lisbeth Salander in Stieg Larsson's Millenium Trilogy, never seemed to make any sense to fans of the tiny but viper-like victim of Sweden's child welfare system.
The Winning Season follows the three-act, sports-movie formula, but it works much better than you'd expect because of the real desperation Sam Rockwell brings to his character.
I think it was the right decision to cast an unknown in the role but they've put a big burden on such slight shoulders. Let's hope Mara is as resilient and fearless as the character she is about to play.