Archive for March, 2002

Billy Wilder

Billy Wilder was born in 1906 in what is now Poland. He came to America in 1934 to work on a screenplay for a film that would never be made. Not surprising, since Billy barely spoke English. Forced to leave the country since he didn’t have a job, he went to the border town of Mexicali, where after sweet talking a consular official, he was readmitted to the United States as a resident alien. He went on to write and direct some of the most intelligent and funny films ever made in Hollywood. A short list of highlights:

He was wonderfully direct and unpretentious. On the subject of “arty” European films: “I could clean up in the film festivals if I took $25,000 and made a picture about the sex life of fishermen in Sardinia—as long as it had a certain morbid message and was slightly out of focus.” I’ll miss Billy Wilder, even though he hadn’t made a film for many years. He was sharp-witted until the end. I’m disappointed that he wasn’t dragged into a recording booth over the past few years and made to record commentaries on all of his films that have been released on DVD. I received a biography of Wilder for Christmas that I’m currently reading. It’s called On Sunset Boulevard: The Life and Times of Billy Wilder. And I just discovered there’s another book, called Conversations with Wilder, by Cameron Crowe. Do yourself a favour and rent one of Billy Wilder’s films this weekend.

Billy Wilder Dead At 95

Billy Wilder dead at 95. I’ll have more to say on this soon…

Lyle Lovett trampled by bull. I don’t think I’ll have anything to say about this, though…

Oscar Nominated Short Films

My wife and I went with some friends last night to see the Oscar-nominated short films, both live action and animated. My favourites were:

  • Give Up Your Aul Sins - This Irish gem is about a television crew’s visit to a Dublin classroom, where a little girl recounts the story of John the Baptist
  • Copy Shop - This one, from Austria, was like Chaplin doing Kafka
  • The Accountant - Set in the Deep South, this was beautifully shot but almost too “quirky”

The Anniversary Party

I just watched The Anniversary Party (2001), and in addition to all the smart critical things I could say about it (which would only bore you, gentle reader), I’d just like to say: “More Phoebe Cates, please.”