Alec Baldwin met with journalists at Cannes to talk about the new documentary he just starred in, directed by his now good buddy James Toback, Seduced...
My NYU grad students and I presented our collaborative film Tar at the Rome Film Festival. What they accomplished is fairly unprecedented and hasn't been done by any group of students at any film school. At least as far as I know, and I teach at a bunch of them.
The only fan letter I ever wrote to a public figure -- other than to child star Bobby Driscoll when I was a child -- went to the then New Yorker movie critic Pauline Kael.
If there was any director that deserved a retrospective it is Italy's Bernardo Bertolucci. And if any film in his canon should be celebrated it should be The Conformist.
The title of the film Great Directors is exceptionally misleading, given that its real title should be People Whose Films I Like and Who Agreed to Be Interviewed By Me on Camera For This Movie.
Bruce Weber's documentary-in-progress Nice Girls Don't Stay for Breakfast about actor Robert Mitchum shows the Hollywood tough guy of Westerns and noirs as a shy, modest, non-celebrity.
At Cannes, Gael García Bernal spoke about his directorial adventure with Revolución, a film intended to "make something out of what we think of what.. happened to Mexico during the last 100 years after the Revolution."
A middle-aged man who treats a 13-year-old girl like an inflatable sex doll, and who then flees justice, is a degenerate and a coward. This is Humbert Humbert, not Nelson Mandela.
Brando's filmography provides sufficient proof that the actor's own demons helped stall a career that in its hey-day (the mid-late fifties) seemed limitless in potential.