When last you heard from me post the book signing riots that swept across Los Angeles– I had been saved from the antiquated three act structure of Syd Fields, Tiffany and the Redhead were spirited away and I was bagged by thugs. I awake in what appears to be some kind of huge formal […]
Paul Thomas Anderson is a terrific filmmaker. PUNCH-DRUNK LOVE, MAGNOLIA, BOOGIE NIGHTS, all wonderfully made films. THE MASTER, too, is pristinely made; epic in size and ambition, it’s a totally accomplished piece of filmmaking. The photography is exceptional. The performances are Oscar-worthy. The story is interesting. And the reviews in the New York Times, […]
I awake in a darkened classroom. What the hell is going on? It’s really creepy, something out of SILENCE OF THE LAMBS. A bare bulb lights and swings back and forth. There are the two book groupies, Tiffany and the Redhead. Now, in the shifting light, they don’t look so innocent. They actually […]
I recovered from the book signing debacle in Larchmont. I sold a bunch of books but the money wasn’t enough to pay for replacing my shredded clothes and medical bills. But, it didn’t end there. My phone didn’t stop ringing. Book groupies! Who knew? I’m happily married. I want to make that clear. And I […]
Over the years, I’ve learned how to survive emotionally and psychologically in Hollywood so I didn’t end up floating face down in Norma Desmond’s swimming pool. (See SUNSET BOULEVARD, the movie. It’s fantastic. One of the top ten movies of all time.) I don’t get my ego strokes only if someone likes the script, […]
There are some great rock and roll concert films: Martin Scorcese’s THE LAST WALTZ, with The Band and others; Jonathan Demme’s Talking Heads doc STOP MAKING SENSE with David Byrne, and now I’ve seen another great one: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN: LIVE IN DUBLIN, a documentary on the concerts held at the Point Theater in Dublin, Ireland […]