James Cameron and Kathryn Bigelow Vie For Top Awards
When James Cameron says that his fantasy would be for his ex-wife Kathryn Bigelow to win the Best Director Oscar for “The Hurt Locker” (which would make her the first woman to do so), while his film, “Avatar,” wins Best Picture, he might as well be admitting that he made the lesser film.
BEST PICTURE Who Should Win: "The Hurt Locker" Who Will Win: "Avatar" Who’s Missing Out: "Inglourious Basterds" "The Hurt Locker" and "Inglorious Basterds" were two of the best movies of the year.
Kevin Smith's "Cop Out" and "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" Play Games with the Police Genre
COP OUT (2010) Kevin Smith’s buddy cop comedy stars Bruce Willis and Tracy Morgan as partners busting a drug operation while looking for Willis’s stolen baseball card, which he wants to sell to pay for his daughter’s wedding. If that sentence runs too long for anybody, then they should know that the story does not stop there.
“The Wolfman” (2010) Joe Johnston’s remake of the 1941 horror classic is certainly a respectable effort. Most of the physical elements give it the atmosphere one would expect from a period horror film. Unfortunately, a plain script and an overbearing use of modern scare tactics render the film less enjoyable.
In the early 1930s, a public service announcement was released with the intention of informing naïve parents of the consequences of the use of “the devil’s weed.” With a rumored production financed by a church group, the film told the story of seven teenagers who were lured into the insane and depression-era subculture of sex, drugs and… jazz.
Walking into my elementary school library is like traveling back in time to a “Schoolhouse Rock!” video. The rugs are throwback 1974, the “paintings”—if you can call them that—are of psychedelically-printed owls. Framed needle-point floral patterns litter the puke-colored, taupe walls, along with a disturbingly ugly color of orange to accentuate the ceiling.
October has only just begun, and I already have a big bag of assorted treats in my hand. The bag is in the form of Ricky Gervais’s new comedy, “The Invention of Lying,” and the treats are, regrettably, nothing but promising comedic ideas that range from not having been cooked enough to having spent too much time in the oven to barely having one egg in the pot.
With fall drawing near and school starting, the opening of the 47th New York Film Festival (NYFF)inevitably approaches Fordham College at Lincoln Center’s back yard. The film festival kick-off is scheduled for Sept. 25 and will run until Oct. 11.
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