As a convention, the credit sequence is as old as the hills. Movies used to open with a formal presentation of the credits of the major stars and major technical help (cameraman, costumes, sets, editor, music) responsible for the movie you were about to see. Over the years, though, styles
A large plot point in “City Island” (no spoiler, no worries) has to do with an acting class that Andy Garcia’s character is attending and their assignment for the week, which is to think of their worst personal secret and turn it into a monologue for the class to hear.
My documentary, “Tis Autumn: The Search For Jackie Paris”, has–unbelievably–opened in London, at a fine theater which is also showing the Coen Brothers movie “Burn After Reading” (which I didn’t much care for, but still it’s rather nice to share a marquee with them). Click here to listen to a
We’re back, with access once again to dear, darling youtube and another cut scene–which I mean in both ways: the scene is both edited and excised from the finished film. It features Andy Garcia and Emily Mortimer saying goodnight to each other at the Roosevelt Island tram station. This scene
By popular demand, here are Julianna Margulies and Steven Strait going at it in a car, parked in the Orchard Beach parking lot just outside of City Island. Something screws up halfway into the scene (seems like a sound problem) which breaks the so-called “mood” and causes Julianna to crack
Yes, dear readers, I’ve heard you loud and clear. The make out session is on its way. But first… I thought, while I had your attention, I’d attempt to interest a few of the newer readers of this modest blog who joined us once production commenced on “City Island” to
I’m back with a longish clip that I don’t believe has been posted before. This is the climax of the movie, a family argument played out at night in the middle of the street. The scene itself runs considerably longer than this clip, so no spoilers are possible. The page
Today’s thrilling clip provides a view of your writer-director friend Raymond De Felitta (yes, we are officially in the dregs of the clip bin) acting confused. I stand somewhere outside the prison (this was that unpleasant day) staring at absolutely nothing as my a.d. Eric calls for sound to roll
Here’s a clip shot late one night on 10th Avenue in New York’s “Hell’s Kitchen” district–so named for its past history as a slumenvironment but now home to numerous high rises, lofts, theaters, restaurants that won’t seat you, etc. In it, Andy Garcia and Emily Mortimer begin a scene and
Yes, it’s come to this. Clips of the crew wandering around the set. As I begin to run low with these precious clips, I have to find new ways to make even the least fascinating material relatively interesting. And so I come to the subject of burning film–those strange moments