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They Shoot Pictures Don’t They‘s 1,000 Greatest Films has been updated for 2016 with Y tu mamá también, Limite, Rope, Twenty Years Later, and My Own Private Idaho being the highest climbers.
The Criterion Collection’s May 2016 line-up has been unveiled (click covers for more):
The Lobster has switched hands from Alchemy to A24, THR reports. There’s no word yet on a new release date.
Our own Forrest Cardemenis on the dark side of the dream factory as it relates to Hail, Caesar! and the Coens‘ self-critical genre movies at BK Mag:
Whatever else the Coen Brothers may be—a somewhat cagey, idiosyncratic pair; independent filmmakers with a broad body of work; even Oscar winners—they are pastiche artists and genre revisionists first and foremost. Blood Simple, Fargo, The Big Lebowski and The Man Who Wasn’t There are neo-noirs; Miller’s Crossing is a gangster film; the oft-forgotten Intolerable Cruelty has roots in the screwball; and The Ladykillers and True Grit, a western, are both remakes. But in each case, the Coens own sensibility, at its best, makes these films fundamentally *not* these things. The intrusion of aliens into The Man Who Wasn’t There, the western elements of The Big Lebowski and No Country For Old Men, and the endearing, matriarchal domesticity of Fargo‘s Marge and Norm create departures from genre that disrupt simple classification. In this regard, the genre itself is both critiqued and outright mocked even as the film pays loving homage to it. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, as they say.
Lars von Trier has announced his planned TV series The House That Jack Built is now a film that begins shooting in the fall:
Posted by Lars von Trier on Friday, February 12, 2016
Screen Crush‘s Matt Singer on the Coens and the intolerably cruelty of expectations:
So it’s pretty disappointing that a movie as delightful and deep as Hail, Caesar! failed to connect with viewers, but it’s not shocking; the Coen brothers can be an acquired taste, and few of their movies work for a wide audience. What was surprising, at least to me, after I turned my CinemaScore observation about Hail, Caesar! and Dirty Grandpa into a tweet, were the responses from people who described themselves as Coen brothers fans who hated the movie. “I get the C- score,” one response on Facebook read, “Even as a Coen Bros fan, it was pretty f—ing bad.” “Absolutely agree,” another fan chimed in. “No hyperbole, probably one of their worst movies.”