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Ain’t That a Kick(starter) in the Head

Actress Melissa Joan Hart tried to get in on the crowd-funding, Kickstarter revolution… and raised less than 6% of her stated goal.  More lessons are to be learned from this and, of course, these lessons merely reinforce what we already know.

by Chris Neumer

Several weeks ago, Zach Braff was all the news.  He’d gone to Kickstarter (.com) and had successfully raised over $2 million to fund the production of his new movie, Wish I Was Here.  On the heels of Veronica Mars star and creator, Kristen Bell and Rob Thomas respectively, having done the same thing a few weeks earlier, the media’s focus funding movies on Kickstarter wasn’t just the rage, it was all but declared the future of filmmaking.  It was going to change everythingEverything!

Only, as is usually the case, it didn’t.

A few short weeks later, Kickstarter had its first celebrity funding failure.  Actress Melissa Joan Hart, she of Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Drive Me Crazy fame, tried to raise $2 million to fund a romantic comedy called Darci’s Walk of Shame and, after a month on the site, had only managed to raise $52,000.  Naturally, this has turned into its own type of walk of shame for Hart and it’s somewhat sad to see.

The failure of Darci’s Walk of Shame to attract Kickstarter supporters (I don’t think we can we call them investers) isn’t on Hart’s lack of fame—though that hasn’t stopped many and myriad writers from decreeing just that—nor is it on Hart’s cute yet still extremely awkward kickstarter video where she had to have her mother explain to her what a walk of shame is.  Also, it’s no reflection on Hart’s ability as an actress, the fact that she’s trying to generate cash for her to play the lead role, it’s not agist (Hart is 38.  What?) and it’s not an indictment of the script’s plot either.

Nope.

The reason Hart didn’t get her kickstarter money is because Darci’s Walk of Shame wasn’t in any way based upon previously existing source material.  It is a crucial element of the story that is being glossed over by many.  (To be fair, I’m on the cusp of being one of the many.  I touched on this briefly in my article a few weeks back but put the onus on the celebrity, not the pre-existing source material).  Bell and Thomas got their money from the legions of slightly unhealthily devoted fans the show Veronica Mars had.  Braff got his money from the legions of slightly unhealthily devoted fans Garden State had who were eager to see a sequel.*  Darci’s Walk of Shame has no such grouping of fans to call upon.  In this respect, it would be a lot easier to see Hart raising money for a Sabrina the Teenage Witch movie than some romantic comedy about a 38-year old woman who has her first one-night stand while traveling with her family.

* And Braff realized this.  That’s why, even though Wish I Was Here isn’t actually a sequel to Garden State, Braff keeps referring to it as a kind of, sort of sequel.  As far as I can tell, the only thing that Wish I Was Here shares with Garden State is that they will both be written, directed and feature Braff.

So here we are, having learned yet another lesson that every studio executive in Hollywood already knows: pre-existing source material sells.  Why?  Because it’s got an already built-in fanbase that is willing to shell out money.  And, as Hart showed us, that is worth at least $1.9 million and change.

 

Just Another Week As Usual…

… googling naked photos of the cast of The Golden Girls.  You know how it goes.  Also, a nude picture of Bea Arthur sold for $1.9 million.  It’s a tangled web we weave.

by Chris Neumer

So I spent a sizeable chunk of my time this week googling naked pictures of Bea Arthur.  It’s a great sentence to be able to write and a concept that my friends have been having a field day with.  “This differs from your normal routine how?” one asked me.  All and all, it’s been a lot of fun.

The reason for this is that a painting by John Currin of the former Golden Girls’ star topless was auctioned off this week for $1.9 million (see image to the right).  It should be noted that Arthur did not pose for the painting, nor was it commissioned by her, nor was she in any way connected with it other than being its subject, it was merely painted by Currin.

There are a lot of interesting aspects to this story that are, at worst, stellar dinner conversation starters.  First, there are the fascinating legalities of being able to paint and then sell naked pictures of celebrities who aren’t associated with the works themselves.  Second, someone out there paid roughly $2 million to have the privelige of looking at Bea Arthur topless (I’m sure there’s a Melissa Joan Hart/Kickstarter joke in here somewhere).  Third, there are also honest-to-god nude photos of Betty White online and a nice lingerie photo of Rue McClanahan; as far as I can tell, Estelle Getty is the only member of the Golden Girls not to have scantily clad photos of herself readily available online.

Chalk this up to a second thing this week that is worth $1.9 million and change.

 

Laird Hamilton Doesn’t Dream This Big

Hey, Hollywood, can you please add some surfers in your movies where you have 1,000 foot waves taking out new york city?  Please?

by Chris Neumer

This is a minor point in a section of Stumped that is devoted to minor points.  One thing by which I am always surprised is the way that no surfers are ever seen surfing the enormous tidal waves in the disaster film genre.  When it was announced in Deep Impact that a comet would hit the earth in a year’s time and produce a wall of water 1,000 feet high, my first thought was, “Are the surfers ever going to have fun with that one.”  If all surface life would be killed off by the comet’s, uh, deep impact, are you trying to tell me that no surfers would be out there trying to ride that massive wave?

Hardcore surfers are a strange breed of athlete.  They all sound stoned and stupid, even if they’re sober and have a doctorate from M.I.T.—Keanu Reeves nailed this in Point Break.  They have an enormous amount of respect for the environment and the beauty of the land and they will often wax poetic about how waves are formed and what a pebble falling into the ocean in Thailand means for surfing conditions in Hawaii.*  Surfers will travel around the globe to hit a 100-year storm there—W. Peter Iliff nailed this in Point Break too.  If they know that there will be a fast moving wave the size of the Sears Tower, you can most assuredly bet on their presence at said wave.  Surfers don’t seem motivated by much in life, but have no trouble getting up at 4:30 every morning in order to surf for four hours before they have to go to work.  Since they also don’t spend much cash on anything outside of surfing, travel to exotic locales with good breaks is hardly the stumbling block it might otherwise appear to be.

* Things that most people only talk about when they are stoned.

Hot or cold, near or far, in a friendly place or in the Gulf of Aden, surfers will go where the waves are (or are scheduled to be).  They are like humanity’s Switzerland.  They don’t care about politics, they don’t wish to harm anyone and everyone pretty much leaves them alone.  Surfers have somehow finagled a deal where the basically can come and go as they please in search of the best waves on the planet.

However, I have yet to see a single surfer anywhere near any of the enormous waves in any movies that involve massive waves. Not in Deep Impact, not in Tidal Wave and not in The Day After Tomorrow.  I’m going to go as far as to say, I’m surprised no one has thought to include this in both Poseidon or The Perfect Storm.  Technology has come a long way in the last twenty years and if you think having 100-foot waves in the middle of the ocean will preclude surfers from being there, you are dead wrong.  Or, more impressively, watch this video.  I mean, holy shit.

I was struck by this glaring, albeit extremely minor, oversight when I saw the following headline on huffingtonpost.com: “Surfer Describes Riding Out Samoa Tsunami”.  Britain’s The Sun newspaper trumpeted another story of a man who “survived the Pacific tsunami by surfing out towards the 20 ft waves”.

While doing some further poking around I found another story detailing professional surfer Garrett McNamara’s effort to specifically surf a tsunami.  McNamara hasn’t succeeded in this endeavor yet, but is staying sharp by surfing glacier waves.  If you’re not familiar with what ‘glacier waves’ are, don’t worry about it.  I surf and I didn’t have a clue.  Glacier waves are what occur when huge chunks of icebergs break off and fall into the water.  According to McNamara, this can produce waves as large as 25 feet in height.  If you’re asking yourself why McNamara wouldn’t simply go to Hawaii and surf Pipeline or Jaws, the answer is simple: it’s too easy.  As McNamara states, “I [am] comfortable in the ocean.  The glacier wave scared the shit out of me… I was aware of everything about the glacier; the river, the rock garden, the gravel bar and the… slightly submerged rock mines.”

Oh yes, did I forget to mention that McNamara is doing this in Alaska in a shallow river?  Adding to his enjoyment, the river in which McNamara surfs the glacier waves is one of the best places in the world to catch salmon, so there’s also a good chance he’ll have to fend off a hungry bear while surfing the 25-foot glacier wave in a shallow, rocky river filled with sharp chunks of floating ice.

As I said, it’s an incredibly minor point, but with surfers traveling into the middle of the ocean to find huge waves, hanging out near collapsing icebergs and actually attempting to surf tsunamis, can someone in Hollywood please make sure to add two CG surfers riding the next thousand foot tall wave to hit the Statue of Liberty?  I’m begging you.

 

The Photo of the Week


The Ageless Tobey Maguire

While writing about Tobey Maguire’s starring turn in The Details, I made mention of the fact that he hadn’t really seemed to age that much in the last, oh-I-don’t-know, fifteen years.  In The Details, he looked pretty much the same as I’d remembered him looking in… well, everything I’d seen him in post Cider House Rules.  It took a little bit of searching, but here are two press photos that were taken a mere 11 years apart, the left photo from 2002’s Spider-Man and the right photo from this year’s The Great Gatsby.  Those are some good genes that Maguire’s working with there.

 


The 5 Things I Learned This Week

Fascinatingly true things to broaden your mind

 

1) The word is spelled ‘petechia’.  For years, I’ve been trying to figure out how to spell it (it’s pronounced Puh-teek-ee-uh) and running into that comedy gold mine of not knowing how to look up the spelling of a word I didn’t know how to spell.  Now I know.

2) The term ‘consensual homicide‘ exists and is apparently a legitimate thing.

3) The cult at the center of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, the Thuggee cult, existed and is thought to have killed more than a million people between 1740 and 1840.

4) The English word ‘thug’ actually is derived from the name of the Thuggee cult.

5) The Thuggee weapon of choice was a noose.  They killed their victims by strangling them.  There are no figures available on how many of the Thuggee victims were lowered into lava minus their hearts.

 

This Week’s Stories

New Releases

3, 2, 1… Frankie Go Boom

THE PLAYERS: Starring Charlie Hunnam, Chris O’Dowd, and Chris North; written and directed by Jordan Roberts. Released by Variance Films. Not rated.

THE PLOT: Two brothers (Hunnam and O’Dowd) scramble to take a sex tape of an actor’s daughter off the internet. They hire a transgender hacker (Ron Perlman) to give them a hand.

THE SKINNY:
+ I’m a huge fan of lead actor Charlie Hunnam’s.  He makes good movies with good scripts.  Along with Joseph Gordon-Levett, I will watch just about anything he does.
+ Screwball comedies that don’t take themselves too seriously are always welcome.  I’m not going to say that nobody learned anything here, but the learning and melodrama is mostly kept to a minimum… which is a nice change of pace.
+ Seeing Chris Noth (Mr. Big in Sex and the City) is a role where he plays a rich, sloppy drunk is a pleasant change of pace.  Noth has made a career for himself playing dignified characters who look great in suits—think Mr. Big, Law & Order’s Mike Logan and The Good Wife’s Peter Florrick—seeing him unshaven, in a Speedo waving a pistol around in the air is a pleasant surprise.
– There is a little bit too much (contrived) wackiness here for my tastes.
+ Actress Lizzy Caplan is Zooey Deschanel lite.  She’s all the Deschanel with none of the calories.  She is fresh and talented and doesn’t carry any of the manic-pixie dreamgirl baggage that Deschanel does.  She also has dark hair, big eyes and bangs.  She does not, however, have a sister that stars on Bones.  Sad face.

YES, IT’S TRUE: Charlie Hunnam’s first role was on a British children’s show called Byker Grove.

Cloud Atlas

THE PLAYERS: Starring Tom Hanks, Halle Berry, and Hugo Weaving; written by David Mitchell, Lana Wachowski, Tom Twyker, and Andy Wachowski; directed by Tom Twyker, Lana Wachowski, and And Wachowski. Released by Warner Bros. Rated R.

THE PLOT: Cloud Atlas weaves six stories through different times periods, particularly dealing with how the actions of certain individuals affect the future.

THE SKINNY:
– A lot of people said author David Mitchell’s book Cloud Atlas couldn’t be turned into a cohesive movie.  A lot of people were right.
+ Perfect for people who like their movies three hours long and filled with more than five completely different stories unfolding.
+ Directed by Tom Tykwer and the Wachowski siblings, Cloud Atlas is nothing if not visually stunning.  Tykwer an”. the Wachowskis both have a flamboyant style of direction and that is on full display here.
– Let’s be honest here, Cloud Atlas isn’t for everyone.  It’s not even for a majority of people.  I barely feel comfortable stating that it is even for a small minority of people.  It is for that very select group of people who enjoy common themes across multiple storylines and the concept of predestination, who don’t care about conventional rising and falling action.  In short, this is for people who looooooooved The Matrix, but really could have done without all the action and car chases.

YES, IT’S TRUE: Hugh Grant, who also stars in the film, has a meme made out of his cannibal character called “Cannibal RomCom Hugh Grant“. Get ready to laugh.

A Glimpse Inside the Mind of Charles Swan III

THE PLAYERS: Starring Charlie Sheen, Jason Schwartzman, and Bill Murray; written and directed by Roman Coppola. Released by FilmBuff. Rated R.

THE PLOT: An extremely successful graphic designer’s life is shattered when his beautiful girlfriend breaks up with him.

THE SKINNY:
– This was a misguided production that seems surprisingly dated now (‘surprisingly’ because it only came out three months ago).  Such is the effect of making a weird movie starring Charlie Sheen.  It harkens back to a time when Sheen was in the headlines and talking about dragons and goddesses and always using those terms to reference porn stars.  And that feels a lot longer ago than just three months ago.
– Sometimes you hear coaches and general managers of sports teams talk about how they don’t want their players to be distractions.  Far from being just lip service or something to say to reporters that doesn’t mean all that much, it’s a legitimate thought.  If you’re trying to create a team, you want players who don’t stand out from the crowd; you want people to buy in.

To a lesser extent, the same holds true when making a movie.  You want everyone to blend in and to work together.  This is important to note here, because Sheen’s oversized personality makes this almost impossible in Charles Swan. When Sheen’s character announces that he’s not sure if he can ever fall in love again, I took it as if Sheen himself were making that statement and my first response was something like, “That’s probably best for humanity.”

Like Lindsay Lohan, Kim Kardashian and Amanda Bynes, I think Sheen has crazied himself out of being able to play original, dramatic roles.  His mere presence on screen is too much of a distraction to get into the story.
+ Charles Swan’s Walter Mitty-esque episodes are quirky and creative, even if they don’t always work.

YES, IT’S TRUE: Roman Coppola is Jason Schwartzman’s cousin. And their cousin is Nicholas Cage.

Texas Chainsaw

THE PLAYERS: Starring Alexandria Daddario, Trey Songz, and Scott Eastwood; written by Kristen Elms, Adam Marcus, Debra Sullivan, Stephen Susco, Tobe Hooper, and Kim Henkel; directed by John Luessenhop. Released by Lionsgate. Rated R.

THE PLOT: A frightening man in a leather mask terrorizes a group of teenagers.

THE SKINNY:
– There are a whopping 8 different writing credits on this film.
– How short is the attention span of America?  Two words.  Lionsgate dropped the ‘Massacre’ from the film’s title.

STUDIO EXEC #1: What if we remake the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre a second time and set it right after the first film?  I know this means we’d essentially be ignoring like a dozen movies that have been made since then, but that shouldn’t be too big of a deal.  We can make it in 3D and have the chainsaw pointed at the camera about 300 times during the course of the movie.  I think we can also turn everything that everyone knows about horror movies on its ear by putting in a twist ending that will leave everyone absolutely confused.

STUDIO EXEC #2: That’s ridiculous.  That sounds just horrible.  Texas Chainsaw Massacre is way too long of a title.
– Work with me here.  Though this is the third film in the reboot of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre series, this film takes place immediately after the first film.  Not the first film in the reboot, but, rather the very first film made in the series back in 1974.
– There is a twist ending to this movie that may make horror film history: (SPOILER ALERT) the film’s heroine ends up helping the series’ psychotic serial killer, Leatherface.  When the lead learns that Leatherface is her cousin, she suddenly develops a feeling of warmth to him and helps him escape the clutches of the police.

YES, IT’S TRUE: In the 1974 Texas Chainsaw Massacre, a real human skeleton is used as a prop. The skeleton was from India and was much cheaper to use than a plastic one.

The New Releases were written by Chris Neumer and Kayla Kinney