Annie Goes to Hollywood
By Callimachus | Related entries in The Politics Of FilmAlternate title: When social agendas collide.
Oh, dear.
Roughly 6,000 film industry voters, most in the Los Angeles area, many living cloistered lives behind wrought-iron gates or in deluxe rest-homes, out of touch not only with the shifting larger culture and the yeasty ferment that is America these days, but also out of touch with their own segregated city, decide which films are good. And rumour has it that Lions Gate inundated the academy voters with DVD copies of Trash – excuse me – Crash a few weeks before the ballot deadline. Next year we can look to the awards for controversial themes on the punishment of adulterers with a branding iron in the shape of the letter A, runaway slaves, and the debate over free silver.
The author of the story that formed the basis of “Brokeback Mountain” is not happy with the film’s measly three Oscars, and she’s telling the world about it.
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March 14th, 2006 at 12:55 pm
Didn’t I hear an NPR interview with her a month or two ago where she was all gracious and saying the book wasn’t “all that” despite the fact that the movie was the favorite for the Oscars?
March 14th, 2006 at 7:18 pm
Preludes
I
The spring dawning settles down
With smells of cash and unearned gains.
Six o’clock.
The burnt-out start of a dusty day.
And now a gusty zephyr wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered pages across the red carpet
And newpapers from vacant lots
Carry the beat
Of empty minds and old movie plots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-driver steams and stamps.
And dredges the last fare under the lamps.
— apologies to T. S. Eliot
“Stiff bikkies, girl.” Not enough payola.
March 14th, 2006 at 10:25 pm
broke bag mouthin’