Looks like a return to form for Ridley Scott! This looks amazing!
IMDB: Director Ridley Scott named the film Prometheus, seeing the name aptly fit the film’s themes: “It’s the story of creation; the gods and the man who stood against them.” In Greek mythology, the Titan Prometheus was a servant of the gods, who stole and gave to mankind the gift of fire, an immeasurable benefit that changed the human race forever (for better AND worse).
Minka a great short film ‘about place and memory, a farmhouse in Japan, and the lives of the people who called it home’. Directed by Davina Pardo, here’s the synopsis:
The film begins when Associated Press foreign correspondent John Roderick became the unlikely owner of an enormous rundown farmhouse, a building type known as a “minka.” Working with a young university student named Yoshihiro Takishita, who would later become his adopted son, Roderick transported the massive timber house from the Japanese Alps to the Tokyo suburb of Kamakura.
'The only people that interest me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like roman candles across the night.'
This looks good.
“I am not really interested in doing a period piece that wouldn’t have a correlation with what we are living right now. There is a strange modernity to the theme, and maybe “On the Road” is more contemporary today than it ever was. The beauty of road movies is that they teach you that the further you go from the place where you originate from, the better you understand where you are from, and that is kind of a blessing to be able to discover one’s identity. This is a collective endeavor, so it is the result of that blending of perceptions that will actually generate a film and hopefully this interpretation will generate a dialogue with the Kerouac fans.” - Director Walter Salles
Does this photo remind you of another photographer?
A certain Christopher Day? Heck it’s uncanny! It’s the big, glassy, dead eyes that thinly veil a deep seeded, seething resentment for society, and ultimately betray the shriveled up, blackened teabag of a soul that lurks beyond. Good bloke though.
Thanks to Alford (again) i’m off to ‘An Evening with Anthony Bourdain’ tomorrow night, I assume it’s just the three of us, maybe in a spa?
So how’s Sunday afternoon for Blow Up? Holler at my email
Joan Crawford (top left) and Bette Davis (right, with cigarette) at a reading rehearsal for Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) -photo by Phil Stern
“One day I was given 20 minues to shoot [the Baby Jane reading rehearsal] from the catwalk above. At the time, Crawford was married to the president of Pepsi-Cola. A Pepsi bottle was next to her at all times, and she occasionally sipped from it. Without even looking upward, she sensed my movements on the catwalk - and while reading her lines, she would deftly move the bottle & its logo so that none of the other actors would obscure it in my shots.
In this shot, Crawford and Davis seem quite affable. They each had a portable dressing room. Crawford wanted certain adjustments made. She wanted a ledge for her social secretary to put papers on, and an air-conditioner. She also wanted several other things. She had the men take care of it. As they left Crawford’s dressing room with their tools, Davis just stood a few feet away watching. One of the grips said, ‘Hey Bette, anything we can do for you?’ She said, ‘No, thank you. Dressing rooms don’t make pictures.’
After the wrap each evening, Crawford would leave the sound stage followed by her entourage: hairdresser, makeup man, costumer, social secretary. Davis just left with Davis.” -photographer Phil Stern