Yes, isn’t it?
* Okay, so as I wrote in the post below, I felt slightly ill-used by the MTV Movie Awards PR apparatus. However, the question they asked Mrs. Lincoln remains: what did I think of the show? Well, when I finally watched it at home after a long drive home and an only-at-Universal-City-Walk possibility of following up a Pink’s chili dog w/sauerkruat with a Tommy’s Chili burger, I found it…okay. It was loud, vulgar — and not always in a good way — and it had excellent production values that the Oscars could learn from. I think I was as moved as everyone else by Dr. Ken Jeong’s speech about his wife’s former illness.
On the other hand, I could have done with less of the Tom Cruise dancing with Jennifer Lopez thing. The Les Grossman character was very funny, and definitely reminiscent of some real Hollywood characters, in the context of “Tropic Thunder,” but now it seems to have taken on an unneeded life of its own that is starting to creep me out and not in a funny way. But, once again, no one is listening to me and Cruise is talking about, Lord helps us, a Grossman movie. I’m starting to think he should talk more about Scientology.
As far as I what I felt about the actual awards and the movies and performances that were recognized…is there even the slightest point in complaining? I don’t think there’s any pretense that these awards are intended to honor good movies. Of course the “Twilight” movie was going to win. And I guess it’s somehow appropriate to know there’s at least one award Christoph Waltz just can’t get for playing Col. Hans Landa.
One thing that irked me slightly and then later amused me greatly, but not for the reason the MTV producers would have liked, was the much remarked upon proliferation of swear words. I use relatively few curse words for a modern-day American, but I’m not particularly opposed to them, especially when used in a clever or entertaining fashion. In the context of a show where the curses are to go out bleeped, however, more than one or two in a sentence can be a real problem for the audience at home that doesn’t hear it, and it really did bury many of the jokes in a volley of random silence.
Still, one comic highlight was Peter Facinelli’s acceptance speech on behalf of the rest of the “Twilight: New Moon” cast in which he apparently simply overwhelmed the person on the kill-switch with his deliberate carpet F-bombing, and several fuck-words made it through. It was a really funny moment that did not go on unnoticed by society’s killjoys who, just this once, weren’t completely in the wrong, I suppose. I nevertheless believe that the religious fundamentalist-driven PTC should get a fucking life.
* There’s so much casting news and, frankly, most of it is not so interesting, that I’m tempted to just completely ignore any all casting stories that amount to mere rumors. Nevertheless, it’s Spidey and I know it’s a big deal, so today’s rumor is that the next Peter Parker might be Jamie Bell. I could think of worse choices.
* It’s true that going that reteaming Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds with the makers of “The Proposal” is an old-fashioned alternative to simply making a sequel, but I’m still not expecting it to be anything remotely like Hitchcock’s 1935 breakthrough, “The 39 Steps,” though I’d surely love to be wrong.
* Stanley Tucci is going to be playing the guy who juices up Steve Rogers into Captain America. Tucci is never a bad choice and a huge personal favorite of mine. I just wonder when he’s going to direct a movie again. Together with Campbell Scott, he did such a nice job on “Big Night” and, by himself, the lesser known but very funny, “The Imposters.”
* You may have heard from various sources, including via Dave Kehr in the New York Times, that some 75 previously lost silent films have been found in New Zealand and are scheduled for restoration, including a film directed by John Ford, easily one of the five or ten greatest directors of all time. Well, the story behind the story is that Kehr got an early scoop, and the news was originally known to three of the coolest people in the cinephile blogosphere, Marilyn Ferdinand of Ferdy on Films, Farran Smith Nehme aka The Self Styled Siren, and Greg Ferrara of Cinema Styles, who were going to have the pleasure of breaking the news before Kehr got there early.
The three were instrumental in organizing the For the Love of Film blogathan back in February that raised some $13,500 that has apparently turned out be instrumental for paying for the project in these tough times. I’ve participated in my share of blogothans back in the day, but they were all more a case of blogging for blog’s sake. This was something else again.
* Vince Mancini at Film Drunk has the blog post title of the day, at least. “Finally, a movie about vampires.” Also, Andy Rooney is easy to make fun of, but always comedy gold.
* Speaking of vampires and comedy, the Playlist notes that the remake of the campy eighties comedy horror flick, “Fright Night,” directed by Craig Gillespie of “Lars and the Real Girl” and written by TV super-scribe Marti Noxon will be set in Las Vegas. Makes sense to me.
* Devin Faraci wonders aloud if modern movie geeks of the genre-oriented sort have changed in quality as well as quantity recently.Some interesting discussion in comments.
* Mr. T. is not enamored of how the plan for the A-Team movie has come together. Apparently the violence is a bit too deadly and the sex and cursing too existent for the religious actor with the outre fashion sense. No word on which fools behind the camera he pities most, though I understand he told reporters on deep background that they should avoid drugs and stay in school.