- Quantum of Solace, the Buckleyesque title of the new James Bond film, eschews all heretofore requisite reference to dying or death, dispenses with vaginal euphemism, and should have this dimwit nation running for its Webster's. Score one (finally!) for the English language, and take that, George "Huckleberry" Bush!
- Is Ruby Dee really poised to win an Oscar for massaging the exhausted (and in this case, underwritten) role of Righteous Matriarch in the negligible American Gangster? There are at least two worthy candidates in contention who will sadly come a cropper if Ms. Dee takes home the septuagenarian door prize: the redoubtable Cate Blanchett as a mutable, 60s-era Dylan in I'm Not There, and fearless Tilda Swinton as Michael Clayton's gradually rattled company girl. (Sorry -- I liked Gone Baby Gone, but Amy Ryan's performance was a wee bit studied.) Right, I know -- who really gives a lick?...
Monday, February 18, 2008
Gleanings
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I was wondering why Ryan was getting all the press myself. Personally I would love to see both Sup. awards go to Michael Clayton. Ain't gonna happen.
Funny that. I typically adore Tom Wilkinson, but I just can't get behind that Clayton perf. I couldn't sense a personal backstory, and when you tell me that someone entirely together has suddenly sprung a leak, I'd like to see more than just the clammy aftereffects. Swinton, however, had me sold from the opening frame -- the complete portrait of an upper-middle management flack desperate to maintain her footing on the capricious corporate ladder. Supporting Actor? Hal Holbrook, for that lovely lion-in-winter quietude. His final scene with Emile Hirsch is pure heartbreak.
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