Archive for the ‘Low Art’ Category

Maybe I should read the book

Friday, January 13th, 2012

American version

I’ve never read the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo books, but I have seen both the Swedish and American film adaptations.  Both are pretty good. And while each has some differences, they are very, very similar. Okay, that makes sense–they are adapted from the same material.

Swedish version. Like the American version, but with a few more subtitles.

But I mean, even when you are working off the same source materials, there are certain details you think would be different. Like how the two leads have sex. Not that they have sex (that’s obviously in the book), but how. As in the very specific positions and facial expressions and gyrations that are used during sex. I guess the books must be pretty graphic in this regard, because the sex in each movie is exactly the same, from the speed of intercourse to the positions used to the way the woman orgasms.

It just seems odd. You have two filmmakers, working independently, given a scene of two people having sex and they decide they are going to recreate that for the screen in exactly the same way.

And then what else is odd is that I hear people talking about how the books (predictably) don’t follow the plot of the book. But they follow the plot of each other.

Which really leads to my main question: was the American version an adoptation of the book, or the Swedish version of the film?

I understand that screenwriter Steve Zallian and director David Fincher (claim they) never saw the Swedish version prior to making their version, but obviously people around them did. I can just imagine all these people offering Fincher suggestions on how to shoot certain scenes that are essentially copied from the Swedish film and Fincher, having never seen the Swedish version thinking,  ”Yeah, great idea. Let’s have her get on top of him and gyrate violently for thirty seconds, cum, then role off him. Genius take on the material.”  And then of course, the inevitable moment when Zallian or Fincher watch the Swedish version and realize they basically just did a shot-for-shot remake of a movie that was made two years ago.

TV Fail: How could they not know

Thursday, January 5th, 2012

It’s really easy to look at a finished TV show (or film or whatever) and say, “How did this crap get made?” Truth is, the process is pretty complicated and sometimes good ideas get watered down or there are conflicting directions or political pressures that take promising projects and turn them into stinkers. And sometimes that piece of crap was designed to be a piece of crap because someone knew it would be a really profitable piece of crap (I’m talking to you Scary Movie VII).

All that said, I cannot see how, on what universe, in what parallel world people thought that Work It, a comedy that looks like a D-rate Bosom Buddies would be popular.  I mean, is there any evidence anywhere that suggests people still think men dressing up as women is funny? Haven’t we had plenty of evidence–recent evidence in fact–suggesting just the opposite? That as a “joke” a man dressed as a woman fall somewhere between a pie-in-the-face and calling someone a fag. Meaning, it’s dated at best, out-of-touch at worst.

It must be terrible to be one of the people associated with a show like this. You want so badly for it to be a success but you must know (and I’m talking about the writers, actors etc.) in your heart of hearts that there is NO WAY it can be successful. Even if you are talented at what you do, this concept cannot work. Woody Allen in his prime couldn’t make it funny.

The good news is, this makes me all the more optimistic that my TV Pilot about a white kid who dresses in black-face to take advantage of a company run by former Black Panthers will find a home. Because even midseason replacements need replacements.

 

Sex in the City 2, Too

Tuesday, October 11th, 2011

One more thing about Sex in the City 2, which is not the worst movie I’ve ever seen: there is a plot line in which the woman who is married to the bald (allegedly) Jewish guy has a very hot nanny and there is concern if her (allegedly) Jewish husband will stray. Then, in a throw-away joke at the end, we learn that she is, I guess, a lesbian so no worries.

Okay, someone please correct me if I’m wrong, but is this not the EXACT SAME PLOT used in a Friends episode in which Ross is trying to keep Joey away from his hot nanny only to find out she’s a lesbian? Putting aside how lame this whole storyline is, if I, a casual watcher of Friends via syndication when I’m in a foreign country and nothing else is on TV, was able to pick this up, why hasn’t anyone else wrote about it? I can’t be the only one who noticed.

All of which, I guess is to say, to all the lesbian nannys out there: Happy coming out of the closet day! And I’m sorry your sexuality has been appropriated as a throw-away joke by both a shitty TV series and a shitty movie.

Millionaire Matchmaker and Jews

Friday, September 9th, 2011

Hey annoying kid from Picket Fences--you aren't helping. Sincerely, the Jews.

I don’t know if you watch the show Millionaire Matchmaker. I do sometimes. It’s based on the premise that an unmarried woman who is on TV is the best chance awkward rich men (mostly, sometimes women) have at finding true love. Her success rate is startling in that many times her clients are able to secure second dates and after the show in the blurb that tells you how the couple is doing, occasionally they are still dating. I guess this is better than just randomly going up to women in a bar and asking them out, though I can’t statistically prove that.  The men (mostly) all want women who will love them for who they are and not their money, so it makes perfect sense they’d go on a TV show where women have come with the specific goal of dating a millionaire.

All of this is fine, but my major objection to the show is that hey must be purposely going out and trying to find Jewish people who combine the worst characteristics of Jewish stereotypes with an unexplainable need to declare their Jewishness in relation to these horrible traits. So, a woman on the show will be like, “I just want a man to buy me everything I want…what can I say, I’m Jewish.” Or some guy will be like “I love murdering puppies…you know how us Jews do it.”

Please Millionaire Matchmaker production people–I know there are crazy, terrible Mormon, Buddhist, Protestant, Atheists out there—please find them. You’re killing the Jewish brand right now.

CSI trying to be funny on purpose?

Friday, August 5th, 2011

CSI has always been a hilarious show, what with its needlessly complicated crimes, over-0ptimism in the ability of forensics and science to uncover mysteries, and general earnest/dramatic acting. But now with the addition of Ted Danson, I guess they’re trying to be funny on purpose too.

That’s how badly this market needs a CSI parody–the show is having to fill the vacuum in the market and parody itself.

Note to producers: Do not, under any circumstances, let Ted Dandson do and episode in blackface. It’s not as funny as you (he) suspects.

Do the people on Celebrity Rehab ever watch Celebrity Rehab?

Monday, July 11th, 2011

I mean,  on the one hand, this is a show that deals with very sick people (that we’re basically watching people struggling with a life or death disease on TV for entertainment is a whole other issue).  So I guess we should forgive them forthe way they act but it’s like, every single season they do the same shit. Someone freaks out about all the cameras and tries to leave. One of the support staff gets verbally abused by one of the patients and starts to cry. The person who won’t admit they’re an addict, admits it on the final episode and everyone claps. I mean, is there any self-awareness?

It’s like, if you work at the rehab facility the addicts are going to yell and curse at you when you try to take their cell phones away. They will say you are ugly and fat and try to hit you or break something. This will happen. Do not be surprised and get upset when it does.

And (to the celebs) there will be cameras filming you all the time–this is the premise of the show. If you ask them to stop filming, they won’t stop filming (but they will cut to another camera showing the cameraman filming you, which actually is kind-of cool for that cameraman because now they get to be on TV).  And when you walk away from the facility and try to leave, you will eventually change your mind and come back inside and then have to take a pee test again. This is how it works. Haven’t you ever seen the show you now appear on?

In other news, I finally had a funny comment on one of my blog entries from a guy who loves hockey, but whose sarcasm ear is a little off.

 

How are we defining “housewife?”

Monday, June 27th, 2011

So, on occasion, and for reasons beyond my control, I end up watching episodes of The Real Housewives of_____ (insert city here).  The show is terrible, but no need to go into that. It’s been covered plenty of times.

Here’s what I don’t understand–the original show, and the one it seems they bring back most, is Real Housewives of Orange County. I think the original premise of the show was to give us an insight into the life of these women of leisure–women with fake boobs and chins who have rich husbands and spend their days doing…I don’t know, drinking martinis by the pool.  But at this point in the show, every single one of the women from the original cast is divorced.  Some of the housewives are no longer even rich.  And many seem to derive 100% of their income from being on a show called The Real Housewives of INSERT CITY HERE.

So nothing from the original premise of the show remains (I guess they still live in Orange County).  It’s basically just a show about a bunch of random women in Orange County who are on a show about a bunch of random women who live in Orange County and we get to see everything about their lives other than the fact that they’re on a TV show, which is the only thing really in their lives. It’s like doing a reality show about President Obama where you don’t acknowledge that he’s president of the United States (I guess that’s kind-of what Fox News does everyday, but you get the point).

Time to abandon the last premise of the show (“real”) and just get some scripts for these girls. We’ll call it: The Real Housewives of OC.  It can’t miss.

This week in TV Failure

Thursday, June 16th, 2011

That the “Glee Project,” a reality TV show built around the show Glee debuted to terrible numbers on Oxygen is not really surprising. Oxygen is a shitty network and about ten shows too late to the music competition genre.

What is surprising, or maybe just amusing, is the reason experts are speculating the debut flopped. Per Ad week:

What’s curious about the poor turnout for The Glee Project is that the pilot generally garnered positive reviews, [...] some speculated the premiere flagged because it bowed opposite the deciding game of the NBA Finals

Really? Are we too believe that viewers sat down and prepared to watch a show about high school kids singing cheesy renditions of popular music from the 1980s but then said, “nah, you know what, I’m just going to watch some basketball.”

Extra kudos to Adweek for the punny article title: “Gasping for Airtime: Oxygen Chokes on Glee.” Much better than my thought for a headline: “Wait…there’s an Oxygen Network?”

The Joy and Burden of Form

Friday, May 27th, 2011

Last week, I went to the premiere of the Hangover II. Yes, that is a pretty big deal. Yes, I am a pretty big deal.  Did I see many celebs? Indeed (more on that).

As for the movie, as many are now discovering, it is pretty-much an exact copy of the first, which is understandably disappointing for people.  If you didn’t like Hangover the First, than you will hate Hangover the Second. If you liked Hangover the First, you will like Hangover the Second, but less (how much less, depending on your tolerance for watching the same movie again).  The word “again” is used a lot in this movie as in, “You’ll never guess what happened again.” “Can you believe this is happening again?” Some of us in the audience could not.

But while the movie isn’t really successful, there is something kind-of daring and original about making a movie that follows so faithfully the form of the first. I mean, down to the beat–take whatever happened in Hangover I, make a slight substitution, you have Hangover II. It’s like the movie was written using the search/replace function of Word. There could be some joy in this–we know exactly what the movie will do and when–the surprise is in the how.  This is the same principle that allows us to be dazzled by romantic comedies and sonnets alike–we understand the form is set, but the execution is where the pleasure happens.  So that’s really my complaint about HII–not that it follows the exact same form as HI, but that the execution is less surprising.  A baby is more interesting than a monkey. A missing tooth more mysterious than a face tattoo. A vegas stripper slightly less cliche than a Thai one.  To my mind, the real, amazingly bold thing, would be to make a third Hangover and use the exact same form again.  I can hear the lines in the movie now: “It happened again…again.”

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As for the celeb sightings at the after party, there were many. Robert Downy Jr. Toby Maguire. The cast of the movie of course, including Mike Tyson. Sean Combs. Others.  But the highlight was this:  Eli Manning, QB of the NY Giants, walking around slightly akwardly in a strange blue tux, looking like a waiter.  He was hanging out with snowboarder/Olympic gold medal winner Shaun White.

In the sports world, Eli is no slouch. He has a SuperBowl trophy to his name and a pretty well-known last name. In the celeb world it doesn’t quite carry over as throughout the night, people were coming up and asking Eli if he wouldn’t mind taking a picture, not with, but of them. With Shaun. So there was Super Bowl MVP Eli trying to adjust the zoom on some dude’s camera as he snapped pic after pick of Shaun and his adoring fans.

Later, I spotted Eli hovering around the table with the crab cakes, seemingly a bit uncertain if he could/should take one. I decided to set the example so went over and put a few on my plate. I smiled at Eli as if to say, “It’s okay buddy–no one wants to have their picture taken with me either.”

Upfront Season

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

It’s upfront season, where the TV Networks unveil the lineup of shows they will soon cancel. It’s a magical week really, in which poor TV executives are forced to stand in front of jaded media buyers, who want only to be plied with free cocktails and cool gift bags, and pretend like the new show about a group of guys carpooling to work isn’t totally and unquestionably doomed to failure.

That said, I always use this week as an opportunity to pitch, what I believe are sure-fire TV hits:

  • Jurassic Park Park: The story of a group of people who work at a Jurassic Park theme park. It’s sort of like Friends, but with more dinosaurs. Also, at night the dinosaurs come to life and do mischief. Also, there is a group of rich high school students who gossip about things at the park and do drugs a lot.
  • Guess Whose Coming to Dinner?: A reality concept in which a regular family gets a surprise visit from a celebrity chef, who belittles how terrible their cooking is, before eventually teaching them a lesson about how important eating meals as a family is.
  • Community: This is an awesome show. They should make another one.