Charlie’s Angels is the reboot you never knew you needed in your life.
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The famed director of Romeo & Juliet, La Traviata, Jesus of Nazareth and more passed away this weekend at the age of 96.
An interview with writer John Fusco and director John Lee Hancock about their Texas Rangers movie, The Highwaymen.
With FilmStruck gone and no real alternative filling the void at present, Amazon is in a prime position to grab up fans of classic movies.
A review of Paramount Network's new series Yellowstone, co-created by writer/director Taylor Sheridan.
An interview with Keith Carradine and Alan Rudolph.
A recap of the 90th Academy Awards.
The Ebert Voices crew celebrates a classic as it turns 50 years old, Arthur Penn's "Bonnie and Clyde."
Sheila O'Malley on the art of Joan Crawford, as displayed in a new restoration of 1952's "Sudden Fear."
The winners of the 89th Academy Awards.
A tribute to the late comic genius, Gene Wilder.
Politics of the new "Ghostbusters"; The Suskinds on "Life, Animated"; Restoring the "Chinatown" score; Bryan McMahan on "Knight of Cups"; Netflix could save "The Little Prince."
Roger's Favorites: actress Faye Dunaway.
Jeff Nichols brings "Loving" to Cannes; Cherchez la femme; Best of Cannes so far; STX pays $50 million for unmade Scorsese movie; "Mean Dreams" thrills at Cannes.
An essay on the legacy of actress Joan Crawford.
A recap of the 2016 TCM Classic Film Festival.
A review of Fox Searchlight's "Brooklyn" and "Youth."
An appreciation of Richard Lester as a retrospective of his work is about to unfold in New York City.
Critic Carrie Rickey traces the evolution of women on film and behind the camera over the course of her career writing about film.
Inside the Kenyan mall massacre; the death toll of acetaminophen; that heartwarming story of the pastor who posed as a homeless man is a fake; one person who's really glad that Breaking Bad is ending; ten great movies set in museums.
If we said there was a clear throughline from "Bonnie and Clyde" and Richard Donner's "Superman: The Movie," you'd say we were crazy, right? Get ready to eat your words as we prove once again that showbiz works in mysterious ways.
Billy Wilder's under-appreciated 1978 "Fedora" returns to Cannes to remind us that some things, like the fear of aging among celebrities, never change.
April 5 would have been Bette Davis's 104th birthday. I was reminded of this interview I did with her in 1988, which appeared on my CinePad website 10 years later:
When my former Seattle Times editor called me, a few months after I'd moved to Los Angeles, to say he wanted me to interview Bette Davis, I wasn't as thrilled as I probably should have been. I realized it was a rare opportunity -- she was giving only three interviews to promote the paperback version of her book about recovering from her stroke -- but Bette Davis had never been my glass of lemonade.
I just never really got the whole Bette-Davis-As-Icon thing. To me, she was a movie star, a part of Hollywood history (I admired the way she took on the studio bosses when they -- and she -- were at the peak of their powers), but with the exception of All About Eve (where she really used her movie-star mega-wattage as part of the role), I hadn't regarded her as a great actress. I mean, she was no Barbara Stanwyck, who was equally adept as a screwball comedienne, a tragic heroine, or a femme fatale.
But of course, I wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to interview a screen legend; there just weren't that many of them left. I remember thinking it was kind of funny and appropriate that she was living on the outskirts of West Hollywood (in the Century House on Havenhurst), mecca to the gay men who really worshipped her. But why did they? Was she just a camp figurehead because her brittle, melodramatic style of acting hadn't aged well? Or was it that she was Larger Than Life, a tough broad who had survived? Probably some of both...
Well, I'll say this: She sure knew how to be Bette Davis. She was cantankerous and flamboyant, but I also thought there was an undercurrent of playfulness to her behavior. Not that I thought she was "performing," or putting on a Bette Davis Act; I think she was probably like this most of the time. But I also think she rose to the occasion, somewhat, because she liked the attention, and liked the feeling that she was communicating -- albeit through me -- to her public.
It was a stellar afternoon...
Charles Bukowski died on his day in 1994. His voice is open and fearless, romantic, honest. He probably has a whole generation of writers getting drunk and wondering why they can't write like that.
In Big Ed's during the filming of "Barfly." Left to right, Bukowski, Ebert, Faye Dunaway, visiting fireman Andre Konchalovsky.
My story about a day on location with "Barfly."
Tom O'Bedlam reads Bukowski's incomparable "Who in the Hell is Tom Jones?"
Bukowski sits in the back set of a convertible and gives a running commentary along Hollywood Boulevard.
Bukowski photos and a song by Johnny Cash
Bono reads "Roll the Dice" by Bukowski
Charles Bukowski Reads "The Fire Station"
Tom Waits reads Bukowski's "The Laughing Heart," Hanks version of Ecclesiates 7, 3 -12: