For all you fellow Kubrick fans…there’s this…
Stanley Kubrick never threw anything away. On the other hand, he didnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t have much of a filing system, and when he moved ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â‚¬? permanently, it turned out ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â‚¬? from Hollywood to London in 1962, a great many things went astray. Among them was the sole copy of a film treatment called ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œLunatic at Large,ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚? which Mr. Kubrick had commissioned in the late ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢50s from the noir pulp novelist Jim Thompson, with whom he had worked on ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œThe Killing,ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚? a 1956 bank-heist story that became his first successful feature, and then on 1957ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œPaths of Glory.ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚?
The manuscript remained lost until after Mr. KubrickÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s death, in 1999, when his son-in-law, Philip Hobbs, working with an archivist, turned it up, along with a couple of other scripts, and set about trying to make it into a movie.
Very cool. I can’t wait.
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