Saturday, 10 January 2009

Hollywood Babble On & On #213: Ministry of the Arts in the USA?

According to the always indefatigable Nikki Finke, music legend Quincy Jones has started a petition for the incoming Obama Administration to form a Ministry of the Arts for the United States. This body would oversee funding for the creation and promotion of the arts in America.

Now I'm a Canadian, and as a Canadian I've seen government arts funding in action, or to be more specific
inaction.

You see while the idea of public funding for the arts sounds all well and good, it is a double edged sword that has the potential to do way more harm than good.

Government funding has the potential to create an elite clique that seizes control of the art world simply by getting positions, or influence over, the ministry's funding bodies.

This changes the rules of success in the arts from having a combination of talent, originality, and drive, to being connected to the ruling political party. Because no how well the legislation is written, the people running the arts funding programs will be political appointees with their own agendas to funnel the funding to their friends, their pet projects, and to those who can otherwise advance those agendas, friends, or pet projects.

Also public funding is like crack cocaine to the arts, they always want more, and there will never be enough. Wealthy private patrons then get out of supporting the arts, preferring to let the state subsidize their social lives via government back galleries, theaters, and music programs. Before you know it, there are no avenues for artistic success that are not government funded or subsidized, and run by those elite cliques I told you about.

And there's the issue of pseudo-censorship when it comes to state arts funding. Playwright Tom Stoppard told a story about how in 1968 a radical leftist group cried censorship because a major national newspaper refused to print their manifesto on their front page. Stoppard summed up the absurdity of it all by saying: "that's not censorship, that's
editing."

Do you see what I'm getting at?

No one, not even the state, should be compelled to spend their money, effort, and time to support something that they don't want to support, that is one of the fundamental freedoms of humanity. However, the presence of the state in arts funding implies some sort of right to support, whether they want to support it or not. Just remember the whole incident of the statue of the Virgin Mary made from elephant dung in a New York museum. When then mayor Rudy Giuliani refused the statue city funding, the elite set screamed censorship.

They were wrong, censorship is when the elite set pays for their own dung-statuary to be displayed in their own museum, and the city sends in cops to smash everything and arrest the artist.

By refusing to pay for something the majority of citizens considered a petty, and pretty unoriginal stunt designed only to offend but offering no real insight, Giuliani was
editing.

Or let me put it another way.

If you don't give a white supremacist $10,000 of your own money to make statues honouring Adolph Hitler, are you censoring that artist?

No, you're showing some taste and discretion, in other words, you're editing, and forcing you to give money to someone to support something you don't want, would be wrong.

But therein lies the trap of state funded arts. Quality, insight, and appeal quickly fade as reasons for art to succeed, in fact, success becomes anathema. Instead artists will pursue a sort of anti-audience mindset, hoping to maintain and promote their careers by intimidating bureaucrats through crying censorship, rather than making art that people might actually want to pay for.

If you need proof, just look at Canada's English language film scene. It's so wrapped up in appealing to a small clique that they don't even bother showing 90% of the films outside of the Toronto Film Festival. And if the state decides that they don't want to pay for someone's all musical film about necrophilia, then it's time to scream censorship.

So if the US government wants to get into the Art business, then they better think it through, or else it could become a massive boondoggle achieving nothing but 6 figure salaries for politicians and their cronies.

Of course that could be what they want in the first place.

Saturday Silliness Cinema: Peter Sellers

Last week we looked at legendary British comedian Spike Milligan, today we look at his one-time partner in comedy crime Peter Sellers. Sellers was born Richard Henry Sellers to a family of entertainers who worked Britain's music halls and burlesque houses, and Peter joined the family business at an early age. And despite his father being Protestant, and his mother Jewish, Sellers was raised Catholic and was taught by Nuns.

During World War 2 Sellers worked with Royal Air Force ground crews maintaining fighters and bombers in Europe and Asia, while working on the side in the RAF's entertainment division doing shows for the troops playing the drums in bands and telling jokes. After the war he worked stand-up in the fading music halls and burgeoning nightclub circuit before being recruited to join Milligan and Harry Secombe in a new radio production called The Goon Show.

The Goon Show was a smash, and Sellers became a star in Britain, appearing in a series of successful British films and his first Hollywood appearance as an eccentric Indian doctor in Hope and Crosby's final "Road" movie The Road to Hong Kong.



The 60s saw a boom in Sellers' career, with classic movie roles with directors like Stanley Kubrick and Blake Edwards to appearances on TV like this Beatles TV special where he performs A Hard Day's Night as Laurence Olivier playing Richard The Third.



The 70s were harder on Sellers. Personal troubles and bad career choices, many based on astrology, led to a slump in his career. But the revival of the Pink Panther franchise gave new life to his career and got him a very telling guest spot on TVs top show The Muppet Show, now infamous for his refusal to appear as himself.



Sellers died tragically at the age of 54 in 1980 from a heart damaged by years of substance abuse, and a dependence on "psychic surgeons" and quack medicines to treat it. Though his true final film to be released while he was still alive, Being There, a labour of love for the comedian, won him not only some commercial success but critical acclaim, and even a BAFTA award for best actor.

So enjoy some of the work of a true, and tragic comedy genius.

Friday, 9 January 2009

Discount Bin Movie Club: American Gangster

You gotta love the post-Xmas Boxing day sales, I got the two disc Special Edition of Ridley Scott's American Gangster, starring Denzel Washington and Russell Crowe for $5.

The film is a fictionalized version of the rise and fall of Frank Lucas (Washington), Harlem's heroin kingpin, and the fall and rise of Richie Roberts (Crowe), New jersey drug-cop turned prosecutor. Lucas is a bodyguard/driver for Bumpy Johnson, Harlem's legendary crime boss, after Bumpy's death in 1968 Lucas is left adrift until he spots an opportunity. He rapidly builds an empire by going directly to the source of Asian heroin, and brings it into the USA in the coffins of dead soldiers, undercutting his competition with a superior product at a cheaper price.

Roberts is an honest cop surrounded by dishonest cops, he's been branded as an outsider for turning in almost a million dollars in seized money, but this leads to him being recruited for a new federally backed anti-drug squad. Roberts is also struggling through law school, while going through an ugly divorce/custody battle, and trying to keep his head above water despite all the friends and enemies dragging him down.

Both men are likable, but also despicable in their own ways. Lucas is honest, straight shooting, and a true capitalist in that he believes that both sides should profit from any deal, but he's also a ruthless killer, and a peddler of poison that further kills or destroys scores more people on a daily basis. Roberts is also honest and straight shooting, but he can be also be self-righteous, irresponsible with personal relationships, and sometimes even petty. The film doesn't shy away from a complete warts and all view of both men.

The screenplay and direction work well capturing the gritty life of New York and New Jersey in the 1970s, an age where America's most prominent city seemed to be coming apart at the seems from crime, corruption, and social decay. Characters are well fleshed out, with good performances overall, especially from Washington and Crowe, making it one of the best films of the past five years.

My only problem wasn't with the film, but with the DVD itself. It's a phenomenon I find happening a lot in recent "blockbuster" releases where the music and sound-effects are booming loud and the dialogue sounds muffled, in some scenes requiring subtitles just to make out what they're saying. I don't know why this is happening, and you'd think that the studios would want people to be able to make out what the characters are saying.

Thursday, 8 January 2009

The DGA Nominees Are Announced:

And here they are...

Danny Boyle
"Slumdog Millionaire" (Fox Searchlight Pictures & Warner Bros. Pictures)
Mr. Boyle's Directorial Team:
Unit Production Manager: Sanjay Kumar
First Assistant Director: Raj Acharya
Second Assistant Director: Avani Batra
Second Second Assistant Director: Sonia Nemawarkar

David Fincher
"The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button" (Paramount Pictures & Warner Bros. Pictures)
Mr. Fincher's Directorial Team:
Unit Production Manager: Daniel M. Stillman
First Assistant Director: Bob Wagner
Second Assistant Director: Allen Kupetsky
Second Second Assistant Directors: Pete Waterman, Stephen F. Lonano

Ron Howard
"Frost/Nixon" (Universal Pictures)
Mr. Howard's Directorial Team:
Unit Production Manager: Kathleen McGill
First Assistant Director: William M. Connor
Second Assistant Director: Kristen Ploucha
Second Second Assistant Director: Scott R. Meyers

Christopher Nolan
"The Dark Knight" (Warner Bros. Pictures)
Mr. Nolan's Directorial Team:
Unit Production Managers: Kevin De La Noy, Susan Towner, Jan Foster
First Assistant Director: Nilo Otero
Second Assistant Director: Brandon Lambdin
Additional Second Assistant Director: Jessica Franks
Second Second Assistant Director: Greg Pawlik
Location Manager: James R. McAllister

Gus Van Sant
"Milk" (Focus Features)
Mr. Van Sant's Directorial Team:
Unit Production Manager: Barbara A. Hall
First Assistant Director: David Webb
Second Assistant Director: John R. Saunders
Second Second Assistant Director: Ian Calip
Additional Second Assistant Director: Cindy A. Taylor


Wednesday, 7 January 2009

The Economy Must Be Going Down... So To Speak

There are times in the life of a sad pathetic blogger when the Muse of Blog Inspiration takes pity and tosses them something like this...

P0RN INDUSTRY SEEKS FEDERAL BAILOUT

Now I could use sleazy innuendo and double entendres and go on about how the industry should be used to things going up and down, or how it's used to being either hard up, or in the hole, but I won't, because I'm classy.

Now while I suspect this is one of Flynt's little flights of large scale mischief making and overall shit-disturbing, but like the best mischief it does make a point.

Right now governments all over the world are acting like they have the ability to somehow insure people against their own stupidity, greed, and just plain bad luck. This carries with it a very serious and real hazard of making things truly worse.

Because the potential for failure is one of the key ingredients in socio-political-economic evolution. It's what makes people be careful, learn lessons, and hopefully not make the same mistakes twice.

Take that away, replace it with a government willing to dole out cash to cover up that you bought a house you couldn't afford with a mortgage (& a home equity loan for that plasma screen) from a bank run by a crook, backed by financial instruments so confusing and convoluted Stephen Hawking looks at them and has his voice-computer say "What the fuck?" and you'll have people never learning their lessons.

It's like all those safety regulations they now enforce on kids these days. When I compare my childhood to the lives of modern kids, it looks like I grew up on some hard-scrabble Lord of the Flies frontier of deadly dangers and violent anarchy, and not the peaceful suburbs of a small town. Are kids safer because of all these new rules and concerns, not really, they're getting fatter, know less about survival, and are now even more prone for accidents than my generation was at that age. That's because we knew that falling off a cliff would hurt, extrapolating the data learn from the time we fell off the tree without a helmet and enough body armour to fight a war in. Now folks are proposing to do what they did to today's children, to all of society.

I disagreed with the way the mortgage bailout was handled, giving the money directly to the banks was a stupid decision by the Treasury. They should have bought the mortgages outright, renegotiated the terms with the homeowners, and eliminated marked to market accounting, and those overly complicated securities schemes. Because the bulk of the mortgages would be repaid, refilling the Treasury, people would keep their houses, the banks could stay liquid not be forced into paper-bankruptcy because of the jittery market, and reopen a more secure credit market based on sound financial principals, not screw-everyone get-rich-then-broke schemes.

But no one in Washington seems to listen to me.

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

Hollywood Babble On & On #212: Lies, Damn Lies, & Budget Figures

How do you know someone from Hollywood is lying about money?

Their lips are moving.

LA Times entertainment business correspondent Patrick Goldstein has a blog post up about how everyone lies about how much a film costs to make.
Folks have different reasons for lying, studios low-ball the budget to make the movie look more profitable, or less disastrous than it actually was. The studio's rivals try to inflate the numbers to make the film look unprofitable, or to brand the people making it as profligate spenders. Then everyone trades positions when it's time to sort out the profit share, with the studios now high-balling their costs to avoid paying people what they're owed, and their rivals now low-balling to make the first studio look like a shower of bastards, even though they do the exact same thing.

Which shows not just one, but three of the fundamental problems with the way Hollywood operates as a business.

1- Trust. You can't afford it. Winston Churchill used to say that it was easy to predict what Stalin was going to do; just imagine the worst, and that's what he'll do. In a way it's the same with Hollywood, you can pretty much assume that someone's going to screw you, because everyone is out to screw you. In Hollywood there is never a moment when both sides say "Thank you," after a deal, they usually end with "Fuck you," and "Sue you." One of the fundamental rules of economics is that capitalism without coercion or fraud, is designed to enrich both sides of any deal. Sadly, all Hollywood has when it comes to business is coercion or fraud. This creates a "why bother" attitude when it comes to reforming the broken system, and everyone just goes out to grab whatever they can.

2- Simplicity. They don't have it. The scary thought I had when I ponder this phenomenon is that the people in charge may not even know what the budget truly is. Remember, this is a system where those in charge deliberately make things complicated, thinking that as long as they appear as the one person who can understand it, they can stay in power. But it may have become too complicated even for them. It's not that far fetched a thought when they need a team of forensic accountants, a gaggle of tax lawyers, and a sniffer hound named Geetch to figure out how many breakfast bagels an actor can get per day. Remember, the studios are claiming that they can't live up to the contract that ended the Writer's Strike, because the contract they negotiated is too complicated for them to understand.

3- Transparency. You can't see it. This can probably be included with simplicity, but what the hell. You see, the studios are all publicly traded companies, they are not supposed to have any real secrets when it comes to their finances. Yet try to find out anything about their money that's not in one of their press releases, and you'll realize that it's easier to get secrets out of the CIA. Literally, it is easier to get secrets out of the CIA than accurate money data a major studio. And you can't trust those press releases, because one day they'll be bragging about rolling dough, the next claiming that they're bordering on bankruptcy to avoid paying some director their 1% of the gross.

And you can't really claim that these tactics are doing the companies any good. Shareholders, investors, and talent are all getting increasingly discontented with this business model. Costs are skyrocketing, profit margins are really shrinking, and the only people who seem to be profiting are the CEOs and their immediate cronies.

My advice, I think the whole system needs a tear down and a rebuild from the ground up. An entirely new model where they embrace a model where everyone can walk away happy, not just an elite few with corner offices.

Link Piece: Big Hollywood is Online

Conservative film blogger John Nolte, formerly Dirty Harry, has just gone online as the new editor-in-chief of web-news mogul Andrew Breitbart's new venture Big Hollywood.

The site's purpose is to bring more diversity to the discussion of where pop-culture & politics meet. I'll miss Dirty Harry's Place as I got a lot of my visitors from there, but I wish them all sorts of luck on their new venture, because a viable culture needs as many different voices as it can get.

Sunday, 4 January 2009

Hollywood Babble On & On #211: You Don't Have To Be A Genius, But It Helps

I'm really starting to think Harvey Weinstein has given up on actually being in the movie business.

Back when the Weinstein Company was showing cracks Harvey was his usual ebullient self, declaring that the video distribution company Genius Products was going to see them through in style.

Not exactly.

According to the inestimable Nikki Finke and others Genius is now losing money like every other division of the Weinstein Company.

It seems that Genius didn't know the rules of being a home video distributor.

1. Release movies people want to see.

2. Make sure the people who want to see those movies know they exist.

3. Make sure those films are available to the people who want to see those movies.

If you look at the Weinstein Company's record lately it's known more for not releasing movies than for releasing them. I've lost count of the number of stories of films being bumped (
The Road), slumped (Zack & Miri...), or just plain dumped (Death Defying Acts) by the various and sundry facets of the increasingly convoluted Weinstein Company.

They are releasing films that the majority of the audience clearly does not want to see. Films that people want to see, even if only out of curiosity, get bumped back farther and farther until all potential interest has wasted away into nothingness, or get dumped without fanfare into DVD discount bins.

How can a film company make money when they aren't doing anything to actually make money?

And it's not just the films and the investors that are suffering. There are even more stories about filmmakers raging about their treatment at the hands of the Weinstein Company, and to be more specific, Harvey. Anyone who doesn't belong to some sort of elite "Friends of Harvey" club are treated with all the respect one would show to something found on the sole of one's shoe.

Now how can a film company make money when you reach a saturation point in pissed-off people and none of the people who actually make films will work for you?

So you have to wonder why is all this happening? Why is a company supposedly run by a master deal maker and movie business maven dissolving like a sandcastle in the rain?

Because Harvey's heart and his brain don't seem to be in it anymore, only his ego.

There's no real passion in his work, simply a desire to control, dominate, and assert that he is Harvey -Fucking- Weinstein and don't you forget it compelling him to make irrational business decisions. The ultimate symptom is how he's treating The Reader. The film's style, stars, and subject matter means that its commercial appeal is limited, so profit is not the motive. Yet Harvey fought like hell, pressuring everyone involved to get it released in time to qualify for the Oscars, at great expense, not only of money, but of relationships, both business and personal and even of other films on the Weinstein Co. release slate.

Harvey doesn't seem to care who his steps on, how much money his investors lose, or how many of his films suffer, he wants another goddamn Oscar on his shelf and nothing is going to get in the way. As if another Oscar would somehow make everything all right.

It won't, the impact of the Oscars are dwindling, and the odds are that he's made too many enemies among Academy voters to get what he covets most.

To succeed in the movie biz, one needs to passionately believe in their work, smart enough to get that work made and sold right, and have just enough ego to withstand the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. But when all you have is ego, and it's become more than a defence, transforming into the major decision maker, it's time to get out of the business, because you're only going to make a fool of yourself and get snarked on by smart-ass know it all bloggers like me.

Saturday, 3 January 2009

Saturday Silliness Cinema: SPIKE!!!

I finally was able to get out of my house today to restock on some supplies thanks to a neighbour's friend with a snowplow! Hurrah!

So here's today's edition of Saturday Silliness Cinema. Today we're going to take a look at Spike Milligan, the Anglo-Irish, Manic-Depressive, Satirical-Absurdist comedian. He was born to a military family in the then British dominion of India, and had started out as a jazz musician, but after some combat experience in World War 2, became a comedian. In the 1950s he joined comedian Peter Sellers, and singer Harry Secombe to form The Goons. The Goons the grand-daddies of surrealistic-absurdist comedy, inspiring Monty Python and legions of others.

He also became an author, playwright, songwriter, environmentalist, activist against domestic violence, and had an honorary knighthood. (It had to be honorary because of his Irish citizenship)

So here's some samples of Spike's sketch television work.






Friday, 2 January 2009

A Message From the Frozen Wastelands...

Yesterday, my region was hit with a record snow-storm. Effectively burying everything under a minimum of 2 feet, and the town snowplow put a 5 foot high wall of snow and ice in my driveway that I'm still trying to tunnel out of like Charles Bronson in The Great Escape.

And to top it all off, I didn't have any electricity for most of New Year's Day, which was very dark and very cold.

And that's why I haven't been blogging much since New Year's Eve. I've been digging, bringing in firewood, and otherwise living life like an 18th century trapper without the benefit of a jaunty fur outfit.

But at least the power's back on. For now.