This week, it’s a veritable early autumn music festival with films celebrating two of the iconic figures in rock history, along with a cautionary comedy about what can happen to all those singer-songwriters out there who don’t happen to possess the talent of Ian Curtis or Bob Dylan.
Every week there are dozens of film news stories. We read them all and bring you the five most important ones in the single most important blog post you’ll ever read (today [at this moment]). This week: dreams, festivals, raids and teen idols.
Beware the ides of June, for there will be films featuring sparkly vampires as lovelorn twenty-somethings (and not, you know, teens), art world sluts of a different kind and Steve Coogan. We’ve got a slew of indie comedies on tap this week, along with some Tilda Swinton freaking out as only Tilda Swinton can (it must be the cheekbones).
I might be the best, most impartial judge around when it comes to a face off between Twilight and The Hunger Games, and their respective movie adaptations. I’ve never read the books, never seen any of the movies and never harbored a secret crush on any of the actors – for real (sorry Taylor Lautner, I know you’re kind of a big deal with pre-teens and their moms, but I just don’t get it). I do know the basic story lines, though. One’s got vampires and werewolves and shit, and the other one’s got sci-fi teenagers fighting to the death in a gladiator-meets-Tron kinda deal. Those are the obvious things, but do you wanna know the other major difference? One looks like it suuuucks…
Be thankful you’re not in a wildly popular film franchise. It can be career suicide! Yes, you get to be incredibly famous and make tons of money—as long as you stay safely within that franchise and keep delivering the same role to a young audience hungry for the repetition. Just as younger LORD OF THE RINGS cast members have had a hard time striking gold outside that series of lucrative adventures, so have the TWILIGHT gang been finding that not only do vampires suck, but out-of-the-box career ops can too.
With THE TWILIGHT SAGA: BREAKING DAWN Part 1 poised to make trillions starting November 18, it has to be bittersweet for the cast, who’ve struggled to break the dawn for themselves by scoring with non-Twilight projects (and they’re gonna need some really soon).
We’ve got another great week of films on Sundance Channel, but before I let you in on the highlights I have to put in a word about tonight’s episode of “My So Called Life.” Let me preface this by saying I came to the show late in life, as in, I was already an adult by the time I met Angela, Rayanne, Rickie and Jordan Catalano, and so I was able to judge Jordan’s brain dead gaze as just that – brain dead – and wasn’t swayed by how my teenage hormones might have reacted to the oh-so-pretty face and soft brown waves concealing a mind completely devoid of thought – and, apparently, the ability to read. Which bring us to tonight’s episode, “Why Jordan Can’t Read.” It’s maybe one the strangest high school issues to tackle (more popular topics being the ongoing teenage battle against acne and dating). Is illiteracy really an issue that late in the game? Moreover, it’s not clear at the end of the show whether or not anyone is going to help the kid out and teach him his ABC’s. I mean, what’s Angela going to do when Jordan takes her on a date to a fancy restaurant – read him all the items on the menu? Oh wait, that’s right. They don’t go on dates; They just make out all over school. Sigh, remember when…