Andy Dehnart, Wesley Morris, and Alex Pappademas
"Did All the Post-Connery Bonds Seem Gay?"
By Wesley Morris
Posted Thursday, April 26, 2001, at 6:13 PM ETVaguely on the Bond tip: Alex, I'm sure I don't have to remind you of the pain in Kevin Smith's revisionist ass that was his Superman. The project is dead precisely because he tried to restore the comic's overhauled depth and madness to film franchise. Movies don't care about comic books, or source material as it were. They have no interest in installments.
If you want a graphic-novel-cum-motion-picture, kids, you'll have to make one yourselves. Ask the Wachowski brothers. Speaking of the Matrix and a black Bond--it seems in the first sequel Mobius discovers a colony of black actors. I'm paraphrasing the actual plot, but Jada Pinkett, Harry Lennix, Aaliyah, and Harold Perrineau? I'm kinda high just thinking about it. As for a black Bond, it all reminds me of the likely-to-go-unfulfilled promise Gus Van Sant made when his savagely cool Psycho came out three years ago. Back then he said he wanted to make a black Psycho and a gay Psycho and a Stepford Psycho. And in that moment he seemed supremely interested in going all art-school on myth, legends, and classic texts like he was the Warholic he used to be. Kitsch meets Film Comment ideology. Can you do the same with Bond--disrobe him, reconstitute him, intentionally miscontextualize him to make a point?
It's kind of redundant, frankly; we already have John Shaft, a flawed, complex 007 cousin. In addition to the propagation that he had an auxiliary, ahem, golden gun, he was the ghetto Bond--down for the struggle, always taking a moment to go for a little sexual healing. Shaft was problematized in a way that the white, wealthy, government-sanctioned James Bond couldn't be. The original John Shaft wandered into last summer's John Singleton update, but the movie has lost the social urgency of the first two Shaft flicks. With his Armani get-ups and topiary facial hair, Samuel L. Jackson may as well have been playing a post-Brosnan Bond. Save for the fact that he was only talking about it being his "duty to please that bootie."
Whether this is a redundancy or not, I'd pay to see a gay Bond. At some point Rupert Everett was rumored to be Her Majesty's best friend. What happened? That's territory in which the possibilities seem particularly boundless--if not a little repetitive: Is it me, or did all the post-Connery Bonds seem gay. Maybe that's a Bondian irony. I'm sure there's an aficionado out there who can list the 007's-a-homo jokes buried in the movies. Regardless, Cuba's all wrong. His exuberance is like Marlon Brando's girth--where's he gonna put it?
Seeing how this will be my final "Table" post, I just want to say thanks for helping make the meals so provocative. I'm a little sad we never really had that Dave Eggers conversation. But I'm leaving with a ton to think about. We were a little hard on ourselves regarding our jobs. The three of us are well under 30. What's at the root of all this malaise? Contrary to what Alex might say in jest, I don't have a Tyler Durden when it comes to advertising, consumerism, etc. If Slate is nice enough, maybe they'll let us come back and lighten up. Otherwise I'll be IM-ing you guys as normal.
Wesley
"Did All the Post-Connery Bonds Seem Gay?"
By Wesley Morris
Posted Thursday, April 26, 2001, at 6:13 PM ETAndy Dehnart publishes Reality Blurred, works as a Web producer and free-lance writer, and is pursuing a master of fine arts in nonfiction writing. Wesley Morris is a film critic at the San Francisco Chronicle
. Alex Pappademas is an editor at Blender
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[Notes from the Fray Editor: President Bush on drilling, MTV and the youth market: same situation? Talk to WillV here. Thread your way through all the posts saying yes they do have the ads in Chicago (we know now, OK?) and find some posted lists: Zeitguy's Rools of Cool, Paul Caniff's answers to questions, and Gypsy's theory on disco. Jared White suggests Eggertian rather than Eggersesque. Check out the checkmarks for discussions on criticism and music. For more good stuff on film reviews read in full the fascinating posts from Steve Sailer and Aluminum Man (below). Done all that? Congratulations, you are now a complete popular culture Instant Expert. (Or a Breakfast Table Fray expert--same thing.)]
At the risk of sounding churlish--or rather, gleefully trying to sound churlish--the comment of your "Breakfast Table" writer about the Bush administration--"Essentially, they're politically motivated cowards" [Monday's entry]--demonstrates an acute lack of insight into, well, one of the great features of civilization. Politically motivated bravery is usually a suspect virtue--it led Napoleon into Russia, Hoover into a principled stand against "hand-outs," and Tom DeLay into being Tom DeLay. The real problem is that the Bushies face no bullying from the other side of the aisle: nobody who is willing to demagogue them, dog them, and dice them into the neutered conservatism which was Jr.'s daddy's trademark. In the weird mores of Washington, the dogger/dicer really doesn't have to have a national constituency--just a nasty taste for institutional infighting. If only Wellstone had Gingrich's taste for lowmindedness.
--Roger
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Having recently become the film critic for United Press International, I've been thinking a lot about these issues. The biggest problem with movie reviews in general is that reviewers are so homogenous--almost always male, white, upper middle class, with a grad degree in humanities or liberal arts, urban, high IQ, intellectual but not hugely logical or well-informed about things beyond the cultural realm like business or science or sociology, and extremely opinionated--that the tastes of huge demographic groups get ignored. I fall in most of those categories, too, but coming at a rather late age to this trade, I just don't as often experience anymore the testosterone surge that makes me want to shove my opinion down the throats of people who aren't like me.
For example, women. Over the years I've noticed that women generally don't like the same movies I like. That used to offend me greatly. I figured I could cure women of their bad taste in movies by exposing them to the really good stuff (i.e., what I liked) and explaining to them--over and over again--why it's better than the crap they liked. Slowly, though, I grew to respect women and their tastes more. I also learned that lots of other people aren't as smart as me and that making them watch what I liked to watch wasn't going to make them enjoy it more. Now, I take steps to help put myself in other peoples' shoes...
--Steve Sailer
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Most Tom Green fans (and I'm not one of them) will have already decided to see Freddy Got Fingered a long time ago, and nothing that reviews have said (or will say) makes any difference. The same is true of the upcoming Lord of the Rings trilogy or the last installments of the increasingly awful Star Wars series. In fact, contrary to what the Breakfast Tablers are suggesting, I think most people have their minds made up about whether or not to see any given movie long before reviews hits the stands.
What informed, thoughtful, articulate critics can do is make us see, hear and understand things in movies that we otherwise might miss. They can challenge us by forcing us to examine elements that we might otherwise pass over, and make us look at a movie from a perspective perhaps unlike our own.
--Aluminum Man
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[Notes from the Fray Editor: President Bush on drilling, MTV and the youth market: same situation? Talk to WillV here. Thread your way through all the posts saying yes they do have the ads in Chicago (we know now, OK?) and find some posted lists: Zeitguy's Rools of Cool, Paul Caniff's answers to questions, and Gypsy's theory on disco. Jared White suggests Eggertian rather than Eggersesque. Check out the checkmarks for discussions on criticism and music. For more good stuff on film reviews read in full the fascinating posts from Steve Sailer and Aluminum Man (below). Done all that? Congratulations, you are now a complete popular culture Instant Expert. (Or a Breakfast Table Fray expert--same thing.)]
At the risk of sounding churlish--or rather, gleefully trying to sound churlish--the comment of your "Breakfast Table" writer about the Bush administration--"Essentially, they're politically motivated cowards" [Monday's entry]--demonstrates an acute lack of insight into, well, one of the great features of civilization. Politically motivated bravery is usually a suspect virtue--it led Napoleon into Russia, Hoover into a principled stand against "hand-outs," and Tom DeLay into being Tom DeLay. The real problem is that the Bushies face no bullying from the other side of the aisle: nobody who is willing to demagogue them, dog them, and dice them into the neutered conservatism which was Jr.'s daddy's trademark. In the weird mores of Washington, the dogger/dicer really doesn't have to have a national constituency--just a nasty taste for institutional infighting. If only Wellstone had Gingrich's taste for lowmindedness.
--Roger
(To reply, click here.)
Having recently become the film critic for United Press International, I've been thinking a lot about these issues. The biggest problem with movie reviews in general is that reviewers are so homogenous--almost always male, white, upper middle class, with a grad degree in humanities or liberal arts, urban, high IQ, intellectual but not hugely logical or well-informed about things beyond the cultural realm like business or science or sociology, and extremely opinionated--that the tastes of huge demographic groups get ignored. I fall in most of those categories, too, but coming at a rather late age to this trade, I just don't as often experience anymore the testosterone surge that makes me want to shove my opinion down the throats of people who aren't like me.
For example, women. Over the years I've noticed that women generally don't like the same movies I like. That used to offend me greatly. I figured I could cure women of their bad taste in movies by exposing them to the really good stuff (i.e., what I liked) and explaining to them--over and over again--why it's better than the crap they liked. Slowly, though, I grew to respect women and their tastes more. I also learned that lots of other people aren't as smart as me and that making them watch what I liked to watch wasn't going to make them enjoy it more. Now, I take steps to help put myself in other peoples' shoes...
--Steve Sailer
(To reply, or to read this post in full, click here.)
Most Tom Green fans (and I'm not one of them) will have already decided to see Freddy Got Fingered a long time ago, and nothing that reviews have said (or will say) makes any difference. The same is true of the upcoming Lord of the Rings trilogy or the last installments of the increasingly awful Star Wars series. In fact, contrary to what the Breakfast Tablers are suggesting, I think most people have their minds made up about whether or not to see any given movie long before reviews hits the stands.
What informed, thoughtful, articulate critics can do is make us see, hear and understand things in movies that we otherwise might miss. They can challenge us by forcing us to examine elements that we might otherwise pass over, and make us look at a movie from a perspective perhaps unlike our own.
--Aluminum Man
(To reply, click here.)
(4/25)