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What a ride

I saw Cosmopolis this weekend.

If you’ve seen the extended trailer, you’ll be fairly well-prepared for the film to come.

Slick.  Stylized.  Bizarre.  Yet surprisingly funny — in that dark, ‘the audience is almost scared to laugh’ kinda way.

Robert Pattinson is in every scene — the camera can’t seem to look away — and the state of the world is reflected in the state of his expensive suit:  pristine at the start of the film, a rumpled mess by the end.

And what an end!  His meeting with Paul Giamatti — the final 22 minutes of the film — is worth the entire price of admission…plus popcorn, soda and Chewy Spree.

It’s not like anything you’ve ever seen.  And if you didn’t think so before, you’ll leave the theatre convinced…

Pattinson can act.

Among friends

Yeah, so this is who I hung out with last night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Director David Cronenberg.  Robert Pattinson.  And David Carr from the New York Times.

Your average Wednesday evening.

I bought tickets to the event months ago…before Kristen Stewart happened.  It was billed as “A Conversation about Cosmopolis,” which opens in select cities on Friday.

I worried the interview would be hijacked by the scandal. But when the three sat down in The Times Center theatre in Times Square, it was Cosmopolis from beginning to end.  Lots of clips.  Lots of conversation.  Both surprisingly funny.

There was one moment when interviewer David Carr tried to use the Stewart/Pattinson scandal to draw a parallel, and the audience literally began to boo and hiss.  Shouts of “Next question” and “Move along” filled the room.

Carr turned to the crowd and said, “I wasn’t going there,” to which someone loudly replied:

“Then don’t.”

Robert was in good hands.

Good show

Did you spy the lucky Brits chosen to participate in the London Olympics Opening Ceremonies?

Ewan McGregor. Kate Winslet. J.K. Rowling. Daniel Craig. Mr. Bean. Sirs Paul McCarthy and Kenneth Branagh…and the Queen herself, of course.

But what about the loyal subjects who got snubbed?

Mashable.com writer  Annie Colbert highlights 10 notable no-shows in director Danny Boyle’s epic extravaganza.

Ricky Gervais. Wallace and Grommit. Ask.com’s Jeeves. Pseudo-Brit Madonna.  And what about Robert Pattinson?

He could have really used the attention this week.

While I see the logic behind Annie’s picks, I think she missed the most obvious omission in Boyle’s Olympic costume drama —

The cast of Downton Abbey.

They were dressed and ready and waiting for their cue.  Seems like a misstep to me.

Just saying.

 

 

My boys

Over drinks in Dallas last night, my friend Karen asked who were my favorite young actors in Hollywood.  Easy question for a girl who spends most weekends at the theatre, right?

I drew a blank.

I mean, I could name one or two…but a Top Ten?  That required more sober consideration.

So now I present — in no particular order (because that makes my brain hurt) — my Young-ish Actors Hall of Fame;

  • Ryan Gosling
  • James McAvoy
  • Michael Fassbender
  • Ryan Reynolds
  • Paul Rudd
  • Adam Scott
  • Daniel Radcliffe
  • Robert Pattinson
  • Joseph Gordon-Levitt
  • Hugh Dancy

Actually, now that I look at it, the first three on the list — Gosling, Fassbender and McAvoy — would be my Top Three.  As in I will see them in anything they do.  And am rarely disappointed.

So, there you go, Karen.

Next question?

Royal flush

There’s Team Edward and Team Jacob. But in the doll making game…

It’s Team William all the way.

Mattel has released a Barbie and Ken version of William and Kate to commemorate their upcoming one-year wedding anniversary.

As you can see, they have given William a full head of hair — something he doesn’t possess in real life — and strengthened his jawline. And although Kate looks a bit like every Barbie I’ve seen, she’s pretty and her gown is spot-on.

No doll marker would risk offending the royal family.

That clearly wasn’t a concern for the Mattel designer selected to create the dolls that recreate the wedding of Bella and Edward in Twilight Breaking Dawn.

I’m guessing he isn’t a fan of the saga.  And Edward in particular.

His doll’s face is flat and fat, and his hair looks like an old lady’s wig.  I know the white makeup isn’t flatteringly on anyone in the movies, but it eliminates all detail here.

In the words of my friend Tina…

Barf.

Dawned on me

Of course I saw Twilight Breaking Dawn: Part 1 at the first available showing.

And it was really good.  It was romantic and sweet and surprising funny.  And then freaky and bloody and gory.

What’s not to love?

I didn’t reread the fourth book before seeing the film, so I can’t obsess over any  details that director Bill Condon might have changed.  Instead I will share with you what I learned during my initial viewing (because you know I will see it again)

  1. Audience matters.  I have seen two of the four Twilight films at midnight.  Midnight audiences rock, and make your viewing experience that much better.  Last night I saw the movie at 8:00pm during a special screening for AMC Stubs members.  There were people there talking, texting, even making fun of the movie.  Why go if you’re not into it?
  2. Talent rises to the top.  In the first Twilight movie, the actors were pretty much on par in the acting department.  Even Kristen Stewart, the star, was ticky as all get out.  In this latest installment, Kristen and Robert stand out from the rest of the cast.  They are the emotional center.  Taylor Lautner, on the other hand, may be getting worse.  Perhaps he should spend less time in the gym and more time in acting class.
  3. Big weddings are the way to go. Bella’s character is a tomboy.  She doesn’t like dressing up or being the center of attention.  But her wedding is a showstopper.  Even if you think you don’t want a big affair, learn from the Cullens.  Pull out all the stops.

If any other deep thoughts hit me at later viewings, you’ll know where to find them!

For hire

Dear Robert Pattinson:

Please hire me as your publicist.

Now, I know what you’re thinking.  Being no doubt a faithful reader of The Sticky Egg — and why wouldn’t you?  I’ve mentioned you a whopping 12 times during the blog’s two-year existence — you might deem my motives less than honorable.

True, my mind does go a bit blank when I see photos of you.  And I will cop to letting a scream or two fly at midnight premieres of the Twilight films.

(All the other kids were doing it.)

No, this plea to join your entourage is motivated by a sincere wish to improve your public speaking skills.  It is purely professional.  Any personal enjoyment I might glean during the coaching process is simply collateral damage.

Don’t get me wrong — your sense of humor and lack of ‘slickness’ is charming in one-on-one interviews.  But in acceptance speeches and during the MTV Movie Awards’ salute to Reece Witherspoon last night, for example, just a bit of preparation and polish would have made a world of difference in that larger venue.

Your ideas are fun; they just need a little more work.  Reece showed that when she stepped on stage and made them better.

Let Chelsea Handler’s shocked reaction be your guide…and let me be your coach.

I promise to keep our interaction age appropriate.

Don’t forget

I saw Water for Elephants last night at a special early screening sponsored by Living Social.  Drinks, appetizers, the movie and a coupon for the book — all for $20?

I’m in.

Full disclosure — I haven’t read the book.  During the cocktail hour before the movie, I found that most of the people there had.  And they approached the film with equal parts excitement and expectation.

Me?  I had none. I was there based on the trailer alone.  (We all agreed that was good.)

I think we all agreed on the movie as well.  When an entire theatre filled with people cheers not once, but twice at the end of a film, that’s a good sign.

If, like me, you haven’t read Water for Elephants, it’s set in the Great Depression.  An Ivy League veterinary student loses his parents and his home at the start of the film.  Forced to find his own way in the world, he hops a train which, as fate would have it, is a struggling circus.  There he finds work and love — the girl, unfortunately, is the owner’s wife.

Wouldn’t ya know?

Christoph Waltz, who won an Oscar for Inglourious Basterds, is riveting as the circus owner and ringmaster.  He is unbelievably cruel — to both people and animals — but is still able to elicit some sympathy for his actions.

[My one hesitation in seeing the film was the animal cruelty I knew would be portrayed on screen. While it was there — all CGI, no animals were hurt in the making of this film — it was not overt, and off-camera when possible.  It will still hurt your feelings, but don’t skip the movie.]

Reece Witherspoon is all platinum hair and ice — a hardened circus performer.  She never really warmed up, though, which made her ‘desperate’ romance with Robert Pattinson a bit hard to believe.

And Robert?  Well, he finally has a role with a little more teeth in it — get it?  teeth?  you’re welcome — and I think he handled it quite well.  The cinematography, with all his sepia tones and sunsets to convey the era, suit him well.

If you just like looking at him, this film does not disappoint.  But his performance offers much more…something the major film critics are having to grit their teeth and admit.  I’m enjoying that as well.

Oh — and I can’t forget the elephant in the room.  She ends up being the star of the show.

Crushin’

Do you have a celebrity crush?

A writer on CollegeCandy.com was reminiscing about the celebrity crushes she had during her teenage years.  She’s a bit younger than I am, so she was extolling the virtues of such man-boy flesh as Leo DiCaprio, Justin Taylor Thomas, and Ralph Macchio.

Not exactly my cup of joe (but ya gotta love her montage).

I’m sure my teenage crush list would make her cringe, too.  I went through a big Bay City Rollers phase as a child.  (That’s a band, for you younguns.)  I was also enamored with Shaun Cassidy and Parker Stevenson during my “Hardy Boys” period.   (I liked Parker at the start of the show and, by the end of the series, had transferred my affections to Shaun.  Teenage girls can be so fickle.)

Once I saw “The Princess Bride” movie in college, it was all-Cary Elwes, all-the-time.  (I finally met him face-to-face earlier this year; you can read about it on The Egg.)

What surprised me most about the CollegeCandy piece was the tone — an almost pink-cheeked, embarrassed wisdom.

“Look at how silly I acted back then” the writer seemed to say.  “How I mooned over celebrities when I was young and impressionable.  Now that I’m older and wiser, I have outgrown the need for such childhood fantasies.”

Not me.

Especially now that I am older, and have endured many of life’s not-so-fun realities  first-hand, celebrity crushes are a welcome respite from the daily grind.

Are they an escape?  You betcha.  Do I enjoy them?  And how!   Is it unhealthy?  I don’t see why.

The real world still has me firmly in its grasp.  What’s wrong with my peering through its fingers from time-to-time and gazing into the light?  Sometimes that light comes from a movie screen; sometimes from the TV.  Sometimes from sports or politics or wherever.  But it’s always someone larger than life.  And better looking.  And just plain fun to imagine.

Oh yeah.  That’s better.

Third times a charm

I went to bed early last night.
I’ve got a nap planned for this afternoon.
And tonight, I’m starting a caffeine drip at six.

The occasion? The midnight premiere of “Eclipse,” of course. And like all women of a certain age with little dignity and an enormous capacity for fun, I wouldn’t miss it.  Heck, I’ve had my ticket for more than a month.

But just this week, it got even better.

AMC theaters announced the showing of the “Twilight Trilogy” at select locations.  Beginning at 6:30pm tonight, “Twilight” and “New Moon” will be shown prior to the midnight premiere of “Eclipse.”  So audiences can see all three movies back to back to back.

Spectacular spectacular!

Granted, I own “Twilight” and “New Moon” and could watch them both whenever I want.  But seeing them again on the big screen — especially right before “Eclipse” surrounded by rabid, rambunctious, rowdy fans — well, that’s just not to be missed.

So I’ll drink another Diet Coke and crack open another box of Duds.  The combination of caffeine, sugar and RPatz will keep all systems go until the wee hours.

Yeah….I’m pretty sure I can stay awake.