Well, more of a good riddance to a year that the most optimistic part of most of us would categorize as…challenging.
Because you never want to tempt fate by saying any year was the worst.
Too much?
But as the Chair finishes his grading – and that’s what this year has done, caused me to more often than not speak about myself in the third person – here are three memorable moments to get you through the fourth week in December.
#1 – THE OUTPOURING OF LOVE FOR ROB REINER
Our beloved Meathead
A very smart person told me years ago that when someone you love and/or admire is no longer around you want to think about the way they lived rather than the way they died.
Perhaps you’ve heard that too. Or read it. It’s hardly an original thought. But one that I constantly have to remind myself of when a death that really gets to me happens.
And what really got me after the initial shock over the gruesomely awful murders of Rob Reiner and his wife, Michelle Reiner, was the outpouring of love and kindness not only worldwide, but most particularly in Hollywood, aka The Industry.
Gone but never forgotten
Aside from the countless remembrances from his famous friends and not so famous fans, I’ve heard stories and heard ABOUT stories from many dozens of people RR gave a start to, was kind to, talked to or took time out to simply notice when nobody else was paying attention.
Everyone without exception thought of him as smart, funny, generous and, as my tribe likes to say, a mensch.
A fitting tribute from his Sally
Not many so accomplished in these parts do you hear that about.
Yeah, he was “Meathead” in All in the Family.
And of course, he directed a string of memorable and varied hit films, the likes of which few can claim – This Is Spinal Tap, The Sure Thing, Stand By Me, The Princess Bride, When Harry Met Sally…, Misery, A Few Good Men and The American President -nearly eight in a row over 11 years (1984-1995).
Undeniable talent
Not to mention Castle Rock Entertainment, the production company he founded that gave us screenwriter Aaron Sorkin’s first movies and Larry David’s first TV series (Note: Um, Seinfeld).
But as memorable as it all was and is, it’s his political activism this gay man of a certain age will remember. RR and his wife stepped up for lots of causes but in particular he lead the fight to legalize gay marriage, both financially and vocally – first to stop California’s proposed 2008 ban on same sex marriage (Prop 8), and later by funding the legal fight all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court.
Thank you Rob
It’s easy to step up when everyone else is, or when it directly affects your well-being. It’s more difficult, and rare, to put yourself on the front line and lead a fight with your time, money and celebrity simply because you know it’s the right thing to do.
#2 – EPISODE FIVE OF THE VIRAL QUEER ROMANCE HBO MAX TV SERIES – HEATED RIVALRY.
This is TV
It was the gay kiss scene seen round the world and embraced by millions of gays AND straights. But if you would’ve told teenage Chair that one day he would turn on his television set and see two hot gay guys making out to cheers in front of a crowd of millions in the middle of a hockey rink just after one of them won the fictional equivalent of the Stanley Cup he would have….
Well…
Let’s just say it would’ve saved him a decade of woes, not to mention therapy.
But rest assured for decades to come the kiss will be featured in gay bars and pride parades everywhere for its uncomplicated message of love and acceptance.
When I was pressured into watching Heated Rivalry some weeks ago (Note: Okay, I don’t know everything)I figured that at best it was like the USA Network and Cinemax mated to birth a gay television series for Canada for a very select and mostly horny crowd.
that’s what I’m saying!
Yikes, was I wrong. (Note: Well, partly wrong). And the six episode season one that prompted it to receive a larger, multi-episode season two order is proof.
Yeah, it’s hot and romantic. But it’s also loving and nuanced with two of the most original young female LGBTQ allies TV has ever seen fit to give us.
#3 – TWO SOCIAL MEDIA POSTS FROM THE RESISTANCE TO A TONE-DEAF, BUS & TRUCK TOTALITARIAN ADMINISTRATION.
I will let the posts/tweets speak for themselves.
The first is from Kerry Kennedy – lawyer, author, human rights advocate and niece of the late Pres. John F. Kennedy. Along with the rest of us, she was infuriated when the current, ahem, POTUS, this week decided to literally rig the voting system of the Kennedy Center Board and slather his name ABOVE JFK’s, proclaiming the famed arts center The Donald J. Trump and The John F. Kennedy Memorial Center for the Performing Arts.
Three years and one month from today, I’m going to grab a pickax and pull those letters off that building, but I’m going to need help holding the ladder. Are you in? Applying for my carpenter’s card today, so it’ll be a union job!!! pic.twitter.com/ZLPhd7fU31
The second is from [an impersonation of] Cher from her fans (Note: aka, Fan Fiction). White House Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt, known to reporters on the Hill as Bullsh-t Barbie, made the unwise decision to diss Cher publicly as an irrelevant relic of the past.
Let me just say this before I give diva and her posse the closing word.
I worked with Cher on a movie years ago.
YOU. DO. NOT. COME. FOR. HER.
She’s always in her Queen Era
OR HER ADORING GAZILLIONS OF FANS WHO LOOOOOVE TO IMPERSONATE HER.
SHE (AND THEY). WILL. ALWAYS. WIN.
Especially when they’re ALL right. Here’s a sampling of a fake, but oh so seemingly real, tweet written in Cher’s voice by her adoring brood (as if there is a difference).
RULE OF THUMB: THE ONLY THING LEFT OF THE EARTH AFTER THE NUCLEAR HOLOCAUST WILL BE TWINKIES, TITANIUM AND AN AI VERSION OF CHER. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.
This is not a BEST OF list. It’s about impact, surprise and lingering effect. As a lifelong culture vulture, creative person and relentless observer of waaay too much, I have the greatest respect for anything out there that stays with me – particularly in a good way. Mostly because it’s so tough to break through all the noise these days. Or perhaps it’s just that lately I have the attention span of a gnat.
Of course, starting any project with the goal of making a huge and lasting splash is a sure recipe for disaster. Much as I hate to admit, this has happened to me several times over the years. However, when people hunker down and “do their own thing” (as they used to say back in the day) the result can sometimes be, for lack of a better word – sublime.
sub·lime
1. Characterized by nobility; majestic.
2.a. Of high spiritual, moral, or intellectual worth.
b. Not to be excelled; supreme.
3. Inspiring awe; impressive.
Did someone say Supreme?
Any one of those could earn you a Rocker and, let’s face it, who among us wouldn’t want to be awarded a photo of a red mid-century style chair. (Note: Chair – Rocker, get it?). Though perhaps using the term nobility is a bit much. Definition #3 – impressive, inspiring awe – isn’t that enough? Yes, I think so. And these, in no particular order other than the one that we chose, are my OUR awards.
BEST ROCKIN’ INDIE DARLINGS
Short Term 12; Fruitvale Station; The Spectacular Now
Indie, dahling
These three movies, all low budget independent films, have more to say in 5 minutes than do most of their budget-bloated major studio brethren manage to serve up in two three hours. Of course, their combined box-office grosses are not equivalent to the opening weekend of, say – Ironman 3; Thor 2; or even Jack the Giant Slayer.
What this confirms once more is that fine dramatic storytelling is not the goal of the major studios anymore. Though if it manages to happen on one of their releases amid a large profit and even larger chance to cash in via future ancillary markets and/or rights, they’ll take it.
Do not write in and call me a snob or say that this has been so in the film biz for one or two decades. I, and even we, know that. But it’s getting worse. Can’t we retain even a small sliver? Well, in their own awe-inspiring, impressive ways all three of the above did that and more.
Short Term 12: Bravura performances all around in a deceptively multi-layered and tight original screenplay from first time writer-director Destin Cretton – whose next announced project is the film adaptation of the bestselling book The Glass Castle, starring Jennifer Lawrence. If there is any justice Mr. Cretton will be Oscar and WGA nominated for his story of juvenile outcasts and the young people who try to help them at a “short term” facility – but there likely isn’t. Still – now he’s got JLaw so it’s a win-win.
The Spectacular Now: A throwback to the small romantic dramas of decades ago where two mismatched, oddball young people fall in love in a most uncomfortable way. It’s not perfect but it has so much heart that it wins you over. This is in part due to actors Shailene Woodley and Miles Teller and to an even greater extent as a result of the adaptation of the book by 500 Days of Summer writers Scott Neustadter & Michael H. Weber, and the precise, sensitive work of director James Ponsoldt. The script lingered for years before Ms. Woodley, a hot commodity after starring as George Clooney’s troubled daughter in The Descendants, became its champion. Lesson here: Create great roles for actors.
Fruitvale Station: Finally caught up with it last night at home and am still foaming at the mouth with rage at the murder six years ago of Oscar Grant III, a 22-year old African American male who was finally about to get his life together for the sake of his daughter, his family and himself. The choice of writer-director and USC film school grad Ryan Coogler to tell this real life story in an unembellished pseudo-documentary style is what’s most impressive here. The film was developed through Sundance and won best dramatic feature. Yes, there are those who like to dismiss Sundance these days as pretentious and elitist. Watch this movie before you go there. In fact, just don’t go there anymore.
STEFON’S FAREWELL!
Bill Hader left the cast of Saturday Night Live at the end of the season this year and along with that went the departure of Stefon – his beloved club kid correspondent for Weekend Update. Since goodbyes are often an inevitable and dreaded part of life – especially when it comes to the mercurial television landscape – it was at least nice to see that he was sent off with love and style and his own sort of gay wedding.
What can you say about a segment that featured Furbies, the real DJ Baby Bok Choy and an Anderson Cooper-Seth Meyers fist fight? Only that it was a perfect homage and finale to one of SNL’s most original and beloved characters.
Note: Hader created Stefon with the very talented comedian-writer John Mulaney. His standup act is hilarious and he is doing a new TV comedy for Fox next year in which he’ll star as the young, struggling comedian he once was. Co-starring will be Martin Short. Must see TV? We think so.
ROCKIN’ NEWS MOMENT OF THE YEAR
US Supreme Court Pro Gay Marriage Ruling.
Starring: Rob Reiner, David Boies, Ted Olson, Edie Windsor, Kristin Perry & Sandra Stier, Paul Katami & Jeffrey Zarrillo – and President Barack Obama.
Not to be partisan – but I will be – the reasoning behind this decision was foreshadowed in Pres. Obama’s 2013 inauguration speech where he talked about the journey “through Seneca Falls and Selma and Stonewall.” Translation: the struggle for women’s rights, civil rights, and LGBT rights are all one in the same and if the US stands for anything it means we progress towards freedoms for not some but all Americans. Here is his exact quote:
We, the people, declare today that the most evident of truths—that all of us are created equal—is the star that guides us still; just as it guided our forebears through Seneca Falls and Selma and Stonewall; just as it guided all those men and women, sung and unsung, who left footprints along this great Mall, to hear a preacher say that we cannot walk alone; to hear a King proclaim that our individual freedom is inextricably bound to the freedom of every soul on earth.
Arguing the case were lawyers Boies and Olson – adversaries in another famous US Supreme Court case, Bush v. Gore, for the courageous LGBT defendants Windsor, Perry, Stier, Katami and Zarrillo. Oh, and if you don’t think it takes courage to be the public face in a civil rights case in terms of time, attention and vociferous hate mail – try it some time. Or better yet, just post a comment to any random website where you disagree with an extreme right wing position – as I did this weekend about A & E’s reversing its decision to reinstate Duck Dynasty’s hate-speaking Phil Robertson – and note the number of truly savage, hate-filled responses you get. It ain’t pretty.
A meathead no more!
Finally, you can dislike whatever Rob Reiner films you choose to but you cannot be disagreeable about his overwhelming commitment of time and energy to both raise money and personally finance the fight for gay marriage through it’s case origins in California right up through to the US Supreme Court. There are political activists in the industry but few with Mr. Reiner’s reach, fervor or unwavering determination. And, uh – p.s. – he’s not even g-a-y. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
BREAKING BAD – THE FINALE SEASON
Tear.
There are so few moments in pop culture that live up to the hype. But the phenomenon that was Breaking Bad was one of them. I was admittedly late to the game in catching up with all seven seasons but given the national cultural hysteria I finally gave in, knowing full well that I would inevitably be disappointed.
Okay, well, so I don’t know everything.
I chronicled my eight days of binge-watching all 52 BB episodes here in time to join the real world in real time for the finale. It might make my life seem small and insignificant to note that it is one of the few experiences I will never forget – but only if you have never tuned in and checked out the show itself.
Why does it work? There are so many obvious reasons – great writing, acting, directing and across-the-board terrific technical talents. But it was also a perfect reflection of our times in telling the story of an extremely smart but downtrodden everyman – nee a financially struggling high school chemistry teacher who is suddenly diagnosed with terminal cancer– who will do anything to provide not only for his family but for himself before he dies. And anything means – A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G. If you want to know more than that, borrow some DVDs or hack into someone else’s Netflix account.
Finales are tricky but this one proved every bit as powerful as each and every episode before it. Sadly, this was not the case with another departing hit show fave of mine – Dexter. Yes, endings are tough. But ending well and going out the way you came in (Note: Yes, that’s an unintentional quote from the 1967 camp classic Valley of the Dolls) – that’s the toughest.
ROCKIN’ THE WOOL OVER THE AUDIENCE’S EYES — IT’S A TIE!!!
HBO’S Behind the Candelabra & NBC’s The Sound of Music – LIVE
Help!
Popularity doesn’t mean you rock. It just means you’re popular. I mean, did Paris Hilton rock? Does (or did?) Kim Kardashian? Or, to put it another way, did Crash deserve to win the best picture Oscar over Brokeback Mountain? (Note: Watch them again and then compare and report back).
What popularity does account for are bodies taking notice of you or your deeds or your product. That does not mean you’re good or even well done. It just means you are and that you got A LOT of attention.
Therefore, by any objective standards the Liberace movie called Behind the Candelabra and the NBC live three-hour broadcast of the beloved musical The Sound of Music starring country singer Carrie Underwood were phenomenal hits. But to my mind, not in a good way. Carrie Underwood has a pleasant voice but cannot act. I mean, I could’ve played a better Maria – especially if I got to do some of those lines next to Audra MacDonald.
As for story of closeted gay icon pianist Liberace – it was not the true story – that would have been far more salacious since Liberace’s real life lover Scott Thorson was 16 years old when they first met and couldn’t have been played by Matt Damon. Had the real story been told – and not just the gay men as spectacle tale– it would have had to be shown as the telefilm version of NBC’s To Catch A Predator.
In conclusion, and put it in high school terms – which often works in all things Hollywood – there is no way to argue with popularity. It either is or it isn’t and you either are or you’re not. But remember – the Emperor’s New Clothes were once popular, too. Just sayin’.
ROCKIN’ SENTIMENTAL MOVIE OF THE YEAR
Saving Mr. Banks
Believe the hype.
No, I’m not going to defend myself. I loved it — and not just because I loved Mary Poppins as a kid. The film is being sold as a comedy but it’s really about how writers (or any artists) try to survive the painful moments of childhood by weaving its high and low points into some sort of creative expression that can correct and/or save you or your loved ones from the situation. As a writer who has done just that – and speaking for anyone else who hopes to do just that – you can keep all of your snide, snickering bah humbug remarks to yourself.
The guy can act AND sing. No, seriously – he can really, really sing. You can’t fake that when you’re playing the lead role of a folk singer in 1961 Greenwich Village in a Coen Bros. movie and a good part of the film is you, in five feet of close-up, chirping unadorned for the entire international world to see.
Also when the moments that you are singing onstage are the only ones where the audience can truly sympathize with your character’s plight, it is an enormous acting challenge. Therefore, it didn’t surprise me or anyone else to hear the filmmakers admit publicly on a panel after an early screening of their film that had Mr. Isaac not walked in and nailed his audition very late in the casting process they were not sure if they would be able to make their movie at all.
The film as a whole is to a taste. Okay, it’s odd. But it’s also a rare opportunity to watch someone you’ve probably never seen onscreen before totally morph into an unforgettable character you’re unlikely to see onscreen again at any time soon. If ever.
ROCKIN’ FEMALE PERFORMANCE OF THE YEAR IN TECH ACHIEVEMENT OF THE YEAR:
Sandra Bullock, Gravity
Floating towards.. Oscar?
Oh, hiss and boo your own selves, as Bette Midler so aptly put it in her 1985 comedy album Mud Will Be Flung, Tonight! I thought Sandy (yeah, that’s what everyone in the biz calls her) was pretty great in the movie….actually, quite great.
Fine – you try acting to nothing for most of your time on camera. And when I say nothing I mean – nada. There’s a green screen behind you. You’re suspended in the air in a heavy faux astronaut’s uniform. And you’re shooting on and off for years on end, trying to maintain some continuity of your character’s emotional state while the technical team behind your film tries over and over again to get the special effects just right.
Yeah, yeah, I know Cate Blanchett was terrific in Blue Jasmine. But why does digging into the emotional life of a Ruth Madoff meets Blanche DuBois character have to trump the acting skill it takes to survive the contemporary vagaries of big major studio, SFX ridden contemporary Hollywood while simultaneously delivering an against-the-odds truly convincing performance that literally carries the film? It doesn’t. Sorry. Sandy wins.
PS – Yes, her body looked good in those shorts. So what??!!!
PPS – The movie was a huge leap in what we can do in SFX – not that you care!!
ROCKIN’ ACCLAIMED NOVEL I STARTED THREE TIMES BUT CAN’T YET CRACK:
The Goldfinch By Donna Tart
This is thoroughly unfair but why can’t I read past pg. 20 of 761 pages no matter how many times I read those 20 pages over? I know the book is acclaimed but why, why, why is its prose so dry, dry, dry and leaving me so parched, parched, parched? Too much TV?
(Note: Before judging me you should know I read every wet word of both Jonathon Franzen’s The Corrections AND Freedom and always wanted more).
ROCKIN’ UNACCLAIMED MEMOIR I LIKE TO READ ESSAYS FROM:
Beautifully Unique Sparkleponies, By Chris Kluwe
Also.. best hair!
Funny, snide, smart, scrappy, funny, fun, fun.
And it’s not only because he’s hot and spoke up for the gays. And…personally answered one of my tweets. On Twitter. In a direct message. Okay, maybe that’s part of it. But it’s not…everything.
ROCKIN(EST) SCARY VERSION OF THE FUTURE THAT MIGHT ALREADY BE THE PRESENT:
Spike Jonze’s Her
Falling in love… no buffering
This is a world where a lonely fella can fall in love with his operating system (OS). Yes, the OS is voiced brilliantly by Scarlett Johansson, who strangely enough gives what, oddly, is her best screen performance. The sexy rasp and all…
Still, there is something significant happening here that goes well beyond Simone, the interesting but long forgotten 2002 film where a man concocts the ideal virtual female. What’s going on is also significantly depressing if you think about it for too long or in the wrong way. What is the right way to consider a world in the not so distant future where many of us are so incapable of relationships that we turn to our computers or mobile devices for our primary emotional attachments? To admit that it is really happening right now? Or to dismiss that notion as some sort of superficial movie industry take on New Media for Dummies? Hmm, maybe neither.
None of this would work at all were it not for Joaquin Phoenix’s extremely committed performance. But none of it would even be possible at all without the originality Spike Jonze brings to a subject matter so easy to present in a hackneyed way.
Wait – originality? Yeah, I said it – you didn’t have to. So, maybe 2013 leaves us with some hope after all? Well, we can all rock to… this:
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notes from a chair 