Who was looking for Elvis? Seems he hasn't quite left the building:
Former New York Times and NPR film critic Elvis Mitchell, who reportedly quit the newspaper in order to head the East coast office of Columbia Pictures with producer Deborah Schindler, never took the Columbia job, according to Richard Prince, who writes a column for the Maynard Institute for Journalism Education's website. (The institute focuses on training black journalists; Mitchell is black.) "Mitchell's job with Columbia Pictures had been taken as a done deal," Prince observed. He quoted NPR spokesman Chad Campbell as saying that the public radio network recently rehired Mitchell to report on the entertainment industry and review films for Weekend Edition. "He never actually took the job with Columbia so there is no conflict of interest," Campbell was quoted as saying.
I am always looking for Elvis. I had heard he was on the other side of the profit margin, but I am glad to discover that was a gross exaggeration. More snark! more!
I was the Elvis-seeker. Good to see he's still in the public sector.
From the new Wuthering Heights news-bit:
Yorkshire blockbuster of Wuthering Heights.
A... Yorkshire...blockbuster? Never quite heard it put that way.
Heathcliff and Cathy, two of the literary world's greatest romantic figures.
Sure, if you consider batshit crazy as romantic.
I can see Jolie as Cathy, but Depp is way too fey and not rough enough for Heathcliff.
Sure, if you consider batshit crazy as romantic.
Most people do, actually. If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
Most people do, actually. If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
I guess that's true. I am actually a fan of fucked-up relationship sagas (S6 Buffy & Spike, Scotty and Madeleine from Vertigo, etc.) but "romantic" ain't why I like them. Plus, instead of getting me to revel in their glorious dysfunction or some such, Cathy and Heathcliff just made me roll my eyes a lot, alternating with a violent urge to whack them on their stupid heads with frying pan.
If they're pretty and batshit crazy.
I'm sorry, no matter how pretty Heathcliff may be, I consider puppy-murdering a characteristic that removes him from the "romantic hero" competition. Give me a guy with a mad wife in the attic any day.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Yes, this. I never thought of Heathcliff as a romantic hero, despite how movies have tried to portray him.
Heathcliff is canonically ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Angelina Jolie will be perfect. And Johnny Depp will be a great Cathy.
I've never gotten the appeal of Wuthering Heights. Two main characters who I want to slap, who are only alive for about twenty pages of the book? Bollocks to that. I'll have Mr. Rochester and the batshit secret in the attic, pleasethankyou.
