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Matthew McConaughey, Sally Field, Rachel Weisz, James Gandolfini and Michael Shannon – the few folks we had the opportunity of snapping a few frames of the NY Film Critics Circle Awards, held at Crimson. The folks we weren’t afforded? Daniel Craig, Kathryn Bigelow – who raced out of her SUV and into the restaurant as if the tax man was after her, Daniel Day Lewis and Jessica Chastain – who was utilizing her day off from starring in The Heiress to attend a variety of scheduled events around Gotham.
Occasionally, we marvel at celebrity stamina. But then we recall that they are paid to promote themselves and keep their names in the public’s eyes. We reckon we’d enjoy days of nothing but gym and lunch appointments too…
We are also left baffled, at times, when the gods of the big screen undertake going thru extreme measures for the sake of a role. Case and point: McConaughey who is presently filming Dallas Buyers Club, opposite Jared Leto, in where he plays an AIDS patient circumventing the US FDA regulations and importing meds from alternate countries and then making them available to club members. Read the rest of this entry »
We have been jonesing for our very own photo of Downton Abbey’s Dan Stevens. But every time we have attempted a revisit of the The Heiress stage door we just barely miss him and are left bereft – it just doesn’t seem to go as envisioned. That is until now.
Don’t get us wrong… Sure, we are deeply grateful for his Heiress’ costar Jessica Chastain’s amenable disposition and beautiful smile but in the end gays’ will be gay – and Dan Stevens’ sparkling blue eyes is where our heart thaws. Sorry Jess…
Our thanks to Stevens for extending us the opportunity for some great shots.
Alas, a fellow pap-ster had to go and drop the bomb on a impending twist contained in the 3rd installment of our beloved Downton series. And after a little Googling, we happened upon further learning of its resounding truth.
We are crushed yet again.
But we will dutifully watch and mourn (again) when the time comes. Until such time we will regress to complete ignorance and deeply rooted denial.
There aren’t too many people that we come across, on an daily basis, that we couldn’t find something bad to say about. It’s true – most folks are wretched, self-serving, duplicitous lot… Get into the entertainment field and, well, that number expands exponentially. Jessica Chastain, however, happens to be one of the exceptions. She is just so damn nice we’d likely sprain something attempting to procure some manifested grievance.
Sure she once surfaced a la Bewitched, seemingly out of thin air, across the street from the trailers mind you, while we were visiting the set of the forthcoming film The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby which costars dream-boat James McAvoy and Viola Davis – during their Bronx set days – but we ultimately got a two shot after a brief sprint. And the shots were exclusive!
No harm – exercise greatly appreciated.
We watched Chastain greet awaiting fans outside The Heiress stage door, post a matinee performance, and she took the time to accommodate each and every fans request, all the while chatting about whatever topics they brought up – at times nothing to do with the stage production. And then she provided awaiting paps with a photo-op before saying her goodnight and disappearing.
And we have to say WOW.
That’s some type of gift right there. To do so with an earnest interest in the stranger in front of you without that Halle Berry fake ass snarly smile creeping into the condescending ‘why are you talking to me’ facial expression creeping in. One that to Chastain’s credit, well, she could bank a fortune extending a how-to to other celebrities lesser talented, but with bigger egos.
Case and point: A certain diva presently on The Great White Way goes thru immeasurable lengths to not only avoid photographers hoping to get a photo post her performance in a revival that she is getting horrible reviews for but also fans hoping to have her sign their programs.
Ain’t that some shit?
Well, we won’t dwell too much on the likes of
ScarJo the wanna be serious actress’ and further praise Ms. Chastain’s humble disposition.
And don’t you just love the shoes?
Downton Abbey’s Dan Stevens is the stuff of dirty minded dreams. This fact is undeniable. All one must do is look into those blue sparkly eyes of his and moistness surfaces faster than the tide on The Jersey Shore. And if you don’t believe that statement you are welcomed to stop by & feel our unmentionables.
That Stevens has crossed the pond for a 16 week limited run starring in The Heiress alongside David Strathairn, Judith Ivey and Jessica Chastain, at the Walter Kerr Theater, made our desire to pull out the Sunday best a no-brainer. Cuz 16 weeks isn’t a long time and lord knows when he may be back.
We were tickled to experience his prowess live. Bravo!
But however grand Stevens and his cast mates were there is always a missing link in the otherwise 18k chain.
The honors in this production go to – drum roll please:
Ms. Jessica Chastain.
Chastain, to put it bluntly, was lackluster in the role. So much so that our neighboring audience member a row behind quipped “she is playing the role as if she has Asperger syndrome,” as the show went into intermission.
Well, that is a bit highbrow of a statement, albeit not without merit. But we don’t like to rush to assign a disorder to Chastain’s stage prowess.
She was flat in her delivery and appeared to have taken a role beyond her range is all to it really.
Just because you are playing a socially awkward, emotionally challenged character doesn’t mean you have to deliver lines with no vocal intonation. And the wardrobe department might have tried a bit harder to dress down her elegant shape.
Steven’s and the remainder of the cast more than make up for the lack of delivery by Chastain in our book and if you are an ardent fan of Abbey, as we are, then this should be a must see for you as well.
We are ardent fans of James McAvoy. And with yesterdays humidity thrown into an already sweltering day of near all-time high temperature we would daresay that we have proven that ten fold. But no matter, love does for loves own sake. So when when we spotted the 33 year old Scottish actor of Narnia, Atonement, Wanted and Last King of Scotland fame (for all y’all Bronx folk who don’t know) standing directly across the street from us against a fence, well, we don’t mind admitting that we really did think we were losing it altogether due to heat exposure.
Damn it if it was not stifling.
But no! IT WAS HIM! We know not how he just up and surfaced to be standing there, but he did. And it took us a plum good few seconds to raise our camera, for so captured by his presence were we, and start snapping away.
Ordinarily we abhor when someone has this affect on us. Just not proper. But hell if he isn’t dreamy, so we just go for the ride.
And damn if we wouldn’t take a ride on that!
Alas, the set was filming on private hospital property and our mirage was short lived. But we’ll take five minutes of wonderful anytime.
We are also thrilled that McAvoy will be reprising his role in the X Men prequels alongside Michael Fassbender and Jennifer Lawrence immediately following completion of The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby.
Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted tops weekend box office earnings with a reported $60 million in tix sales. Surprised? If you are then you are a true dumbass. The animated film, which features the voices of Jada Pinkett-Smith, David Schwimmer, Ben Stiller, Chris Rock and Jessica Chastain, arrived in theaters with a tag reading ‘a sure thing’. Sorta like hiring an escort from UES flesh peddler Anna Gristina and hoping against hope that your happy endings don’t surface as the judicial proceedings continue.
Marking the 3rd installment of an already successful franchise – one which has spawned its own Penguin’s TV spin-off – also happens on being a genre which mandates a minimum of at least two tickets per household. Good, bad or indifferent parents must accompany their chatty brats to a viewing. This equates to a one for the price of two in our books.
And if you think that having a parental figure in attendance is going to keep them damn kids from talking throughout the movie, well then you are truly a dumbass as them damn kids get the talking while a movie is playing bug from who else? Their parents!
So although we are on the bandwagon to view the continuing saga of the animated jet-setters, the real numbers for this are in the half zone of what is reported, as parents accompanying their kids to the flick should get a free pass!
And this would put Pinkett-Smith’s hubby – Will Smith, who incidentally attended the NY premiere along with their fashion forward pre-teen’er Willow to the prem – back on the top post.
But however you wish to approach it – it seldomly comes to pass that the number one & two slots would be appointed to our Afro-American sweethearts. And that is historic no matter how you slice it.
So kudos to Mr. & Mrs. Smith on a job well done.