Hair-raising! Nerve-frying! Gut-wrenching! Open Water is a new film that makes you reach for all the obvious descriptive adjectives in an impossible attempt to describe its shock effects. It deserves them all. As vacation time nears and every New Yorker I know heads out of town to get as far away from Republican convention gridlock Read More
Hollywood Animal , by Joe Eszterhas. Alfred A. Knopf, 736 pages, $26.95.
Go ahead, I dare you. Pick the book up and try to avoid a sinking feeling in your chest. Over 700 pages, and not an interesting sentence to be found-but that’s not the worst of it. The worst of it is that Joe Read More
The fresh-squeezed carrot juice arrived at the table in New York’s Four Seasons Hotel restaurant. There would be no lemon-ricotta pancakes with applewood-smoked sausage on the side, no two or three glasses of white wine that had once been a morning’s pre-interview pour. This wimpy Kucinich of a cocktail was big Joe Eszterhas’ breakfast.
His Read More
There came a point about midway through the second act of David Mamet’s peculiar misfire, Boston Marriage , when I thought, with relief and surprise, “Oh, it’s over!” An abrupt blackout had suddenly descended with the jolly curtain line: “Well, ain’t you wicked!” Frankly, it seemed as good a place to end as any.
When Read More
Schnabel Dished in Venice
As artists go, Julian Schnabel is a big man in New York. Big enough, even, to run around the city in sarongs without anyone saying anything. But in Venice, a city whose celebrity artists hail from different centuries, not decades, Mr. Schnabel maybe isn’t so big. Revelers at the American Foundation Read More
The Girl Can Green-Light
Salvaging what remains of the worst summer I can remember, I am off to greener pastures where, if I’m lucky, I will not see a cell phone, a pierced tongue, a computer, a rock video, a traffic jam or a single motion picture released after 1950. Before I go, Read More
Gena Rowlands She’s Not
In 1980, Gena Rowlands burned a hole through the screen in Gloria , the tough, punchy and exhilarating story of a retired gun moll and ex-showgirl saddled with a 7-year-old kid whose family has been wiped out by the mob. It was the sixth film she made with her husband, writer-director Read More
Vincent Gallo stared furiously at his menu in the Art Deco stillness of Petrossian. “We are having a fancy moment here,” he said. “This is as fancy as it gets.” Mr. Gallo was looking pretty fancy himself, in a form-gripping custom-made brown leather suit. A gray T-shirt peeked out from under the partially unzipped coat. Read More
Get ready for a batch of new movies dedicated to the Hollywood theory that in the nonsensical 90′s there’s an audience for just about anything so long as it’s weird and incomprehensible. First up at bat: Sphere and Dark City , two sci-fi horror flicks that are more silly than scary. What some people consider Read More
Actor-director Vincent Gallo says he’s certain that Sharon Stone won’t remember the time they met, several years ago, at Chasen’s restaurant in Los Angeles because, he said, she was preoccupied, “staring at herself.”
Ms. Stone may soon have a difficult time forgetting Mr. Gallo, however, now that the outspoken New Yorker Read More