Filmmaker Paul Mazursky, the five-time Oscar nominee most famous for films such as "Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice," "Down and Out in Beverly Hills" and "An Unmarried Woman," has passed away. According to a family spokesperson, he died of pulmonary cardiac arrest Monday in Los Angeles. He was 84.
Visiting the set of "Fury" last October, it was impossible to imagine what cast member Shia LaBeouf would be up to less than two months later.
LONDON - On a chilly October day, four Sherman tanks rumble through the mud of the English countryside. They are battle worn and weary, their crews resolute, but they carry scars of a long campaign. For a brief moment the visage makes you believe you've stepped back in time: to April 1945 and the last days of World War II. You haven't, of course; it's just an impressive set for the new period thriller "Fury."
I haven't yet seen Craig Johnson's sibling-centered dramedy "The Skeleton Twins," but have heard mostly warm and fuzzy reports since its January premiere at Sundance -- where it won the screenwriting award for Johnson and co-writer Mark Heyman. This newly released trailer suggests why it went down so well, playing up to Kristen Wiig and Bill Hader's "Saturday Night Live"-trained comic pizzazz, while indicating some not-so-subtle heart-tugging. Greg Ellwood was a fan at the festival, describing it as Wiig's best work and citing Hader's "first chance to show his real dramatic range." The film opens on September 19, presumably after a fall festival berth or two. Check out the trailer at the top and see what you think.
Here's how you know your career's in a good place. You star in a hit film at Cannes and get strong reviews for your work, though it's your co-lead -- himself a headline name -- who garners the most lavish praise and awards buzz. Yet when the film's first official poster comes out, it's still all about you. Ladies and gentlemen, that's how hot Channing Tatum is right now. The "22 Jump Street" star is the sole presence on the somber, classy new one-sheet for "Foxcatcher" -- and while Steve Carell's name appears above his, it's Tatum who is highlighted in the selected critic's quote.
This morning we kicked off our coverage of the upcoming Oscar season, more or less, with our annual list of contenders in each category and some misguided early predictions. One category we don't get around to until later in the season is Best Original Song as we meticulously add to our on-going list of potential nominees. But I can already tell one is going to blow the rest out of the water this season.
We've officially reached the half-way mark of 2014. This time a year ago the only Oscar players on the table were Sundance debut "Before Midnight" and Cannes debuts "Nebraska" and "Inside Llewyn Davis," give or take a "Croods," "Great Gatsby," "Lone Ranger" or an "Iron Man 3" that would pick up support outside of the major categories. So what does the year have to show for itself so far this time around?
Tomorrow, half of the year will officially be in the books. So far 2014 has been, well, sort of up and down — for me, anyway. There have been a few indie/specialty/prestige delights, though just as many have fallen short. The same disparity is evident in the on-going summer blockbuster landscape, where for every "Godzilla" or "Dawn of the Planet of the Apes" there are the requisite stinkers keeping the year in perspective.
Yes, another day, another anniversary. But this one is quite noteworthy.
Spike Lee's "Do the Right Thing" turns 25 on Monday. It is a film I first saw when I was young, but I wasn't at all ready for it. I saw it again in film school and noticed I had grown with it, but it still whipped up complex feelings (as only the best films can). I've revisited it a number of times over the years and come to cherish it as one of the greatest pieces of cinema ever conjured, but the Academy frankly seemed like it was holding its nose just to give it the two nominations it received a quarter century ago.
I haven't seen "Transformers: Age of Extinction" yet, and if truth be told, I'm not exactly rushing to amend that state of affairs -- Michael Bay's cash-spinning franchise exhausted me on its very first entry, and while the third film was certainly an improvement on the bewilderingly incoherent second, I'm not sure I have the stamina to go there again for 165 minutes. Then again, I'm a longstanding Mark Wahlberg fan and am rooting for Jack Reynor's career to take off, so maybe at some point down the line.