Sundance Film Festival
Day 2 of the Sundance Film Festival found The Observer snowbound in the extreme. We’re talking enough snow to give Mayor Bloomberg and the New York City transit system nightmares. Astronomic surcharges became the norm as Park City’s anemic livery force struggled to even make the most ludicrous time frames: ”Yeah I can have a guy up there in like 3 and a half hours?” deadpanned one audacious taxi dispatcher, who seemed to take pleasure in seeing so many city slickers squeal.
“Robert M. Smith, a former Times reporter, says that two months after the burglary, over lunch at a Washington restaurant, the acting director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, L. Patrick Gray, disclosed explosive aspects of the case, including the culpability of the former attorney general, John Mitchell, and hinted at White House involvement.
“Mr. Read More
1) The Post-Millennial Grassy Knoll
The four things that have made me laugh the most this summer were parodies of conspiracy theories and conspiracy theorists. Just a coincidence? I don’t think so. I think it indicates two things. First, conspiracy theory-apparently embedded in the collective unconscious of the culture like a smoldering information virus-has flared Read More
The political psychotics were infused with new energy from the sparks given off at the 9/11 commission hearings. The stories about how George W. Bush was behind the destruction of the World Trade Center were themselves recirculated by the ardent nut cases who take nothing at face value. But then, these days you can mouth Read More
What a difference a war makes. My only dealings with the Army War College in Carlisle, Pa. (the Army’s equivalent of a postgraduate institution), occurred three years ago, when I sat in on the taping of a seminar there, for a documentary that is finally being aired July 4. The colonels and lieutenant-colonels were discussing Read More
I have been contributing in print to a yearly film canon since 1958, and my research extends back to 1915, leading me to the conclusion that bad movies outnumber good movies by a ridiculously wide and constant margin, which is the way of all the arts.
Fortunately, we tend to forget all the bad movies Read More
I am writing this diary at 2:30 in the morning, on a film set somewhere north of Jacksonville, Fla. It’s a calm, clear, beautiful December night. And I’m standing with 200 members of the cast and crew, in the darkest corner of an abandoned U.S. military training camp that has been magically transformed into a Read More
As the flatbeds carry the wreckage up the West Side Highway, away to disposal, so a few already-wrecked ideas of the last two weeks require attention.
The pacifists are a beleaguered minority now, and rightly so. But their case has a history and a certain consistency, and when the next bloodlettings occur they may rise Read More
This newspaper appears on newsstands on June 6; like Dec. 7,
it is a date that some of us assume every fresh-faced school child associates
with the war from which there is no escape. Even if the schools believe that
this kind of knowledge is not helpful in the self-esteem-building process, the
kids could hardly Read More
I spent Memorial Day weekend catching up on Shrek (directed by Andrew Adamson and
Vicky Jenson, from a screenplay by Ted Elliott, Terry Russio, Joe Stillman and
Roger S. H. Schulman, based on the book by William Steig), and Pearl Harbor (directed by Michael Bay,
from a screenplay by Randall Wallace). Shrek
has had nothing Read More