Showing posts with label Billy Wilder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Billy Wilder. Show all posts
Monday, April 29, 2013
Reason No. 1 why I wish I were going to Cannes this year
Restored prints of Ted Kotcheff's The Apprenticeship of Duddy Kravitz, Hal Ashby's The Last Detail, Billy Wilder's Fedora, Joseph L. Mankiewicz's Cleopatra (which, I confess, I've never seen in its entirety), Jacques Demy's The Umbrellas of Cherbourg, René Clément's Purple Noon (a.k.a. Plein Soliel), Buster Keaton's The General, Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds...
Delights without end!
The only drawback: I might have a difficult time explaining to any editor who picked up my tab why I didn't have time to see many new movies at the 2013 Cannes Film Festival.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Blast from the past: Sydney Pollack talks about Sabrina (1995)
Saturday, February 10, 2007
First impressions
Jake Paltrow gets the stars to confess: Leonardo DiCaprio was moved to tears by King Kong. Penelope Cruz loved Billy Wilder. And Cate Blanchett was scared witless by Basil Rathbone in The Hound of the Baskervilles.
Friday, February 02, 2007
What if they opened a movie and nobody came?
As Samuel Goldwyn famously noted: "If people don't want to go see a movie, there's nothing you can do to stop them." Want proof? From Greenbriar Picture Shows, the story of how nothing -- not even a post-release title change -- could help a classic Billy Wilder film draw audiences into theaters. (Hat-tip to GreenCine Daily.)
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
The state of cinema
David Denby writes in The New Yorker: "In the past, commercially successful artists like Alfred Hitchcock, Preston Sturges, George Cukor, John Ford, and Billy Wilder would have been astonished if anyone had told them that they could succeed with only slivers of the audience. They thought they were working for everybody, and often they were. Today, with a few exceptions like Ang Lee, Scorsese, Spielberg, and Eastwood (and not necessarily with all their movies), the artistically ambitious director who is considered to have universal or even widespread appeal is an endangered species. Part of the reason, perhaps, is that directors are working for an audience more diverse than the audience of fifty or sixty years ago. The most important reason, however, is that, by splitting the audience into a spectacle-and-comedy, opening-weekend crowd and a specialty-division urban élite, the studios have given up the old dream of movies as an art form for everyone."
And mind you, according to Denby, that isn't the worst of it
And mind you, according to Denby, that isn't the worst of it
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