
I love the buildup, and pre-release excitement, revolving around these games! It's to the point that the actual release is a bit of a comedown. A new trailer called "Move up, ladies" premieres next Thursday (Devember 6) at the official site.



It's astonishing that the same person behind Sunset Blvd., director Billy Wilder, was also the creator of the 1964 film Kiss Me, Stupid. Quite frankly, Kiss Me, Stupid is, well, stupid. I might try to defend it on the grounds that the early 1960s movie going public was comparatively easier to please, and much more starved for entertainment than we are today. But according to the movie's IMDb entry, it "did not receive critical raves or a warm reception at the box office," so even people back then thought it stunk.
Kiss Me, Stupid is a 1964 American comedy film directed by Billy Wilder and starring Kim Novak and Dean Martin. Martin plays a nightmare version of himself called "Dino," Novak portrays a trailer-trash prostitute, and Ray Walston took over a role originally intended for Peter Sellers as a jealous husband after Sellers suffered a heart attack. Excoriated by critics as being immoral upon its release, it has proven to be a prescient forerunner of films in which performers play unflattering versions of themselves, and includes one of Dean Martin's most fascinating performances. Ira Gershwin wrote the lyrics for the intentionally bad songs composed by Walston's hapless character.
The wedded couple characters played by Walston and Felicia Farr end up having sex with other people (Kim Novak and Dean Martin respectively), manage to shrug it off, and get back together. Such adulterous behavior on film upset Roman Catholic Church officials; the Vatican's Legion of Decency banned the film at the time it was released. However, by modern "anything goes" standards, the film is quite tame and has become a charming sex-farce with the passage of time. It also provides a rare glimpse into the personal life of Dean Martin. The film's opening scenes were shot during a live Martin performance at the late Sands Casino in Las Vegas. Also, the customized Italian Ghia sports car driven by Martin in the film was the performer's own real-life automobile.
The first four or five minutes (lasting for the duration of the opening credits) are without a doubt the best the film has to offer, and it features a great (practically historic) sequence of Dean Martin (playing "Dean Martin") as his "character" ends an engagement at the Sands Hotel Copa Room. So basically, you've got Dean Martin playing Dean Martin playing Dean Martin playing Dean Martin(?): 





In a CBS Sunday Morning interview with a mustachioed Steve Martin, it was revealed that he is currently filming a sequel to The Pink Panther (2006), currently titled simply, Pink Panther 2. Based on its February 2009 release date and plot involving a globe-trotting ancient antiquities thief, I imagine it'll be packed to the brim with CGI effects. I grew up on a steady diet (books, records, radio, movies, TV, etc.) of Steve Martin, so I like him a lot, and I really wanted to like his remake of the Peter Sellers and Blake Edwards creation. But except for a few moments and one or two sequences, Martin's The Pink Panther just wasn't very good, to put it mildly. I admire the fact that he's comfortable and confident enough to try again. Or is it simply a case of ego and/or greed?


Last week I finished The Age of Innocence, by Edith Wharton. I knew somehow, in someway, Wharton was a kindred spirit, and I had to read it after seeing this sentence from the novel's Wikipedia entry:










The names of the Seven Dwarfs ("Bashful," "Doc," "Dopey," "Grumpy," "Happy," "Sleepy" and "Sneezy") were chosen from a pool of about fifty potentials. Blabby, Jumpy, Shifty, and Snoopy were among those that were rejected (along with Scrappy, Cranky, Dirty, Awful, Silly, Daffy, Flabby, Jaunty, Biggo Ego, Chesty, Bald, Gabby, Nifty, Sniffy, Burpy, Lazy, Puffy, Dizzy, Stuffy and Tubby (Wikipedia entry).