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4 Director Memoirs I’d Buy for a Dollah

images-1Recently I pared down my home library significantly (a painful but crucial ritual for any bibliophile). One book that made the cut surprised some of my friends: Spike Lee’s Gotta Have It: Inside Guerrilla Filmmaking, the memoir/journal published by Spike Lee upon the release of his first film. (Sadly, it is now out of publication.) I was surprised they were surprised. Anyone interested in real independent cinema and the culture of resistance should consider this book a must-read.

What makes Lee’s book even more precious is the lamentable dearth of strong helmer memoirs. On one level, this makes sense because directors’ best efforts usually are reserved for the big screen. Yet most possess a unique, increasingly necessary perspective on the balance of commerce, art, and, yes, passion. (Not even a Marvel movie can get made without a powerful personal commitment.) Not everyone may be dying to learn the backstory of, say, Michael Bay, but an account of the fortitude required to make a four-hour, big studio-financed film about warring factions of the American Communist Party, as Warren Beatty did with “Reds,” sounds like a terrific self-help book and war story all in one. The irony, of course, is that the notoriously taciturn Beatty would probably write a terrible memoir – his wanton bachelor days required a cone of silence – but directors tend to be wonderfully colorful when they do talk out of school. Here are four memoirs I’d gladly keep in my personal library. Continue Reading →

Amplification, Not Fabrication

58LW3jQQMaude3Maude posthumously financing a LGBT youth shelter makes me cry. Beyonce at the VMAs makes me cry. Huma finally leaving her no-goodnik husband makes me cry. (Writing about) The Light Between the Oceans makes me cry. An elderly woman grasping her husband’s hand makes me cry. Grace delicately extending a striped paw makes me cry. Missing sweet terrier Daisy make me cry. The Dakota Pipeline protesters make me cry. The latest Difficult People episode makes me cry. No Gene Wilder (no Gilda) makes me cry. My friend’s kid going away to school makes me cry. The early sunset makes me cry. My lack of salty snack foods makes me cry. Yes, I have my periodic table. Relevance, please?

Austen Auteurs

janeLove & Friendship,” Whit Stillman’s adaptation of Jane Austen’s Lady Susan, is one of the best films of 2016 so far. This is surprising not merely because Lady Susan, an epistolary novel that favors its wicked protagonist at the expense of its subsidiary characters, is easily Austen’s least-beloved book. It is also surprising because so few Austen adaptations live up to their source material. There is Ang Lee’s 1995 “Sense and Sensibility,” which, penned by Emma Thompson, boasts a delightful buoyancy, and Patricia Rozema’s appropriately salty “Mansfield Park” (1999). There is the 1995 BBC miniseries “Pride and Prejudice,” which launched Colin Firth as the dreamiest Darcy on both sides of the Pond. But for every Austen adaptation success story, there’s a film like the unfortunate “Emma” (1996), in which Gwyneth Paltrow simpers over cups of tea for two hours, or, worse, the 2005 production of “Pride and Prejudice,” in which Keira Knightley dimples and bats her lashes as Elizabeth Bennet.

No decent portrayal of Elizabeth Bennet entails dimples.

Yet given the general decline of Western civilization in both the U.K. and the U.S., I believe we need film adaptations of Austen’s work more than ever – films that uphold her wit, etiquette, and ethics. We just need good adaptations that match the right director to the material.

Here are some dream teams sure to deliver more truth than treacle. Continue Reading →

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy