I kind of miss the monsters. Seeing DeNiro today make one silly comedy after another is more depressing than seeing him play a villain.
It can be a frustrating place advocating as the underdog in a battle against special interest groups. But I won't pour water on the beach or stomp down our sand castles. Instead, I will start looking for new ways to inspire and drive market demand for green products.
The Secret Life of Water Mitty, which debuted on Saturday at the New York Film Festival, is for saps. I'm using the word "sap" in the most positive way possible. (And, I'll admit, I am a bit of a sap because I enjoyed The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.) Mitty's greatest asset - its earnestness - may be, at the same time, its greatest detriment, because this is the year 2013 and "earnestness" is not always looked upon as a desirable attribute these days. And, boy isWalter Mitty earnest.
I hear people complain about it almost every day, in one way or another. And of course it means that there are less resources available for 99 out of 100 people, if one percent are hoarding. The question is, what can we do about it?
Not one but TWO major documentaries are out this year raising awareness about toxic chemicals. For so long, there's been this gentle murmuring of environmentalism that was pretty much ignored by the mainstream media.
The annual Marin film fest, in its 36th year, will feature early peaks at Oscar contenders, award nights to rising and veteran stars and storytellers and compelling features and documentaries of social significance.
Jon Krakauer, who spawned no end of crap for Alaska search-and-rescue personnel when he penned "Into the Wild" 20 years ago, is now involved in his ow...
It is time for the American filmmaking community to take a stand and demand Tim Tracy's release.
Two-thirds of our most hated celebrities are women, and females count for seven of the top 10 slots. What makes Gwyneth Paltrow 20 times more hateable than Chris Brown?
On a plane circling Baghdad in gray dawn light, a little Iraqi girl quietly sang to herself in the next row. "When I start to wonder why I'm making this trip," Sean Penn murmured to me, "I see that child and I remember what it's about."
Gangster Squad is not a good movie. But it is that rarity in today's ultra-aware and uber-cynical age; a film so gleefully absurd and ridiculously cliched that it achieves a kind of skewed entertainment value.
Gangster Squad, a movie that is not about a squad of gangsters, opens -- finally -- this Friday. Gangster Squad stars Josh Brolin (Milk) as a Los Angeles cop placed in charge of taking down the operations of very animated gangster played by Sean Penn (Milk). Gangster Squad also stars Ryan Gosling (Crazy, Stupid, Love) and Emma Stone (Crazy, Stupid, Love). As a service, we answer every question that you could have about Gangster Squad.
You get the feeling that Ruben Fleischer would have been happy to make an homage to the gangster movies of the 1940s (filtered through both a 1970s and a 21st-century perspective) when he was making Gangster Squad.
In any case, an Oliver Stone movie about the greatest male singer ever -- in my humble opinion -- would be sensational. I hope it happens; that it wasn't just casual New Year's Eve talk, between the pasta and meat courses.
I have had a front row seat to many of our State Department's diplomatic efforts and can offer unequivocally as one American voice, enormous pride and gratitude for this administration's extraordinary Department of State. Most recently, I draw your attention to the case of Jacob Ostreicher.
The presidential election is Tuesday, giving Mitt Romney just four more days to convince voters that he actually has a core. That's no easy task giv...