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Depar Dieu

Just found out that Gerard Depardieu is playing Obelix for the THIRD time, in the latest Astérix film, due next year (though presumably not in English speaking Canada - don't remember the first two even making a token appearance in the theatres here). Has it really come to this? I guess the only way he can atone for two My Father The Heros is by making three live action Astérix films. Plus Alain Delon plays Julius Caesar in this one - oh, how the mighty have fallen.

I much prefer to think back on Depardieu as more of a rough trade type...

A Snack Odyssey

Barry-UQAM

French Pop Wednesdays has a quiet mindblower from the quiet revolution this week - the Québécois version of Barry Ryan's 'Eloise' - of course it's not a patch on the original (not even The Damned could top that) but this could be classified as a college try.

Fun With Voiceovers

Notes on the Failure of Grindhouse

Shocker! Grindhouse comes out and makes 11 million dollars, coming in fourth place in the weekend box office. A movie with a hot chick with a machine gun leg makes less money than Ice Cube fixing up an old house? How can this be?

1. Location, location, location. There were actual grindhousey rep theatres in the States that wanted to show the film, but the Weinsteins, anticipating giant crowds, chose to program the film mostly in multiplexes that could handle them all. From what I heard about the film it has a lot riding on evoking an environment, simulating an experience. Sticky floors and spooky washrooms might have helped it all go down.

2. People are stupid. Apparently people were actually storming out of screenings and yelling at the managers about the lousy projection of the film. "What's with the missing reels? Why does the film look like shit?" I went to the Mount Scotia theatre on the weekend (but to see Shooter) and there was a big sign on the box office counter explaining to potential Grindhouse audiences that the trailers shown are for movies that don't exist, that there will be two movies in the program, and that the crap presentation is intentional. (There was no warning for me that Mark Wahlberg was only playing a violent covert assassin in what I was about to see.) The word of mouth must have been a killer - the box office take dropped 50% between Friday and Saturday.

3. The RR/QT thing is played out.

"Right now, the sheer gusto that Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino take in hot-wiring tired clichés and overly familiar archetypes is highly entertaining, if not downright addictive. But even while [their current collaboration] is most exciting, most deliriously kinetic, it is hard to shake the impression that, sooner or later, these filmmakers really should seek inspiration in something other than other people's films." -- Joe Leyton, from a review of Grindhouse From Dusk Till Dawn, 1995.

I also read a review that said watching Grindhouse "was like watching really violent paint dry."

4. People aren't stupid. People like me sat out seeing the film, figuring that after the Weinsteins maximized the profits on Kill Bill by splitting it into two separate releases, they might at some point release each segment of Grindhouse separately (and fully reeled). And after the results of the weekend, that appears to be the plan, rolling out as early as May! Didn't expect to hear this news so soon. Now, which half to see...

Here's a wonderful dissection of the problem with this grindhouse nostalgia trip. Can't put it much better than Grady Hendrix.

Botch Job

So I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is Lions Gate is putting out one of the cornerstones of the Canadian tax-shelter wave of the late seventies on DVD: Daryl Duke's The Silent Partner. Elliott Gould as an opportunistic bank teller taking advantage of a botched heist at work! Christopher Plummer as the sleazy (and incredibly violent) con man he fucks with! Santa Claus shooting people in the Eaton Centre! With an early screenplay by Curtis Hanson (now rumoured to be planning a remake), The Silent Partner worked well enough as a thriller back then, but works even better now as a time capsule of late seventies Toronto - lots of location photography.

All right, that's the good news. Here's the bad news. This is the cover art they went with.