new york film festival
Last year, the New York Film Festival threw galas in honor of two great cinema auteurs, David Cronenberg and Pedro Almodóvar, on the occasion of screenings of their respective new films, A Dangerous Method and The Skin I Live In. This year, the festival is throwing a similar fete in honor of the Southern-noir pulp Read More
pop culture apocalypse
Cineastes who love Nicole Kidman but not her decor and restraint have something to look forward to; The Paperboy, Lee Daniels’s follow-up to Precious, has its U.S. trailer, and Ms. Kidman has dropped her chilly reserve. Here, she dons skimpy dresses and dances with an underwear-clad Zac Efron (another actor reinventing himself in the pulp Read More
Letter from Cannes
The Mayans were right. We’re all going to die this year. And those of us who aren’t going to be zipped up to Kirk Cameron’s version of Heaven will be left behind to deal with the reckoning here on Earth.
Of course, the first signs of any impending apocalypse comes via celebrity news.
Nicole Kidman pisses on Zac Ephron’s face! Eva Mendes cradles a Parisian sewer troll! A nude Kristen Stewart jerks off Sam Riley and Garrett Hedlund—at the same time! Kanye West unveils the future of cinema inside an enormous white pyramid! Film festivals usually mete out their lunacy with more deliberation. This year, though, after a subdued week of world-class cinema, Cannes got weird fast.