Sunday, March 11, 2012
The X's have it
...sort of. Shame on me! I forgot to fill in my Excel spreadsheet for last week. But for the most part, it's family entertainment that rules the box office this week, as well as the continued dominance of CGI. Dr. Seuss, Hollywood's finest poet, once again proves himself a mainstay of our modern box office with his Lorax. To show you how complicated the CGI biz is getting at this point, it's no longer possible (for me) to know which company's doing what these days merely by glancing at the "company credits" section for a given movie. I mean, I thought Blue Sky and 20th Century Fox had the Dr. Seuss contract sewn up! Not so. Apparently, the Seuss library's been broken up and sold off in far more pieces than even MGM. Kudos to Danny DeVito for once again making the box office his bitch. It's the late 80s-early 90s all over again. In second place, not to be outdone by Brad Bird, Pixar director Andrew Stanton takes a tentative step into the real world... sorry, "real" world with the uber-expensive John Carter (of Mars). Is this the year Peter Gabriel gets an Oscar? If not, let's face it. He's still one Oscar behind Phil Collins, but tied with Sting. I was shocked! Ebert gave John Carter a less than 4 star review. I guess they didn't have the Pixar vanity logo or something. The other debuts this week: Silent House, the latest horror flick. I guess the budget wasn't low enough or something, because the actors are obscure enough! People just don't want to go to the movies to be scared anymore. Real life is already scary enough with this endless Republican campaign. And finally, John Landis can STILL go to hell, because Eddie Murphy's found a new white director who works cheap that he can really push around, and doesn't have all these 70s-based auteur pretensions and sh... stuff. With Norbit and Meet Dave, the Brian Robbins-Eddie Murphy trilogy is complete and ready to be sold at Costco in six months. Their latest, A Thousand Words, couldn't be more timely, considering the unexplainable popularity of The Artist. In this movie, Eddie Murphy apparently goes for long stretches of celluloid without speaking at all! You'd think that would make the movie do better at the box office, but these cult films take time to gain popularity. I'm certainly keeping my fingers crossed!