NYFCC 2023 Awards

Yesterday, the members of the NYFCC gathered at Lincoln Center to vote our winners for this year’s awards. We don’t do “nominees” and we don’t talk about what else was in contention or what almost won or whatever it is. I will say: one thing I’m really happy about this year was the noticeable lack of consensus. Sometimes there are years where one film wins in multiple categories, scooping up most of the major awards. There are years like that. But this year wasn’t. There are a couple of films represented here twice but in general … these are stand-alone accomplishments and I really like that. I think a lack of consensus means a healthy film culture – or as healthy as it can be in today’s fragmented streaming ‘content’ hellscape.

I’ll be coming out with my own personal Top 10 on Ebert next week. I already know what my Top 10 is, so I’m looking forward to writing about all of those worthy films.

Congrats to all the winners.

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Review: Eileen (2023)

I loved Eileen (based on Otessa Moshfegh’s debut novel of the same name), and its grubby slightly disreputable ANTI-charm. Still thinking about it. I reviewed for Ebert.

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R.I.P. Shane MacGowan

It’s kind of amazing he held on this long, his life considered. My Instagram account has filled up with personal anecdotes – from my pal filmmaker Paul Duane, my friend Regina Bartkoff who saw him outside of CBGBs one night, from my friend Maria McKee (please seek out her feed if you are hurting about this death, as many I know are: I’ve found her memories and thoughts very comforting), from basically all the Irish people I know, all of whom seem to have met him at one point or another, and of course his fans worldwide. The Pogues were huge for me, and his voice – as it is wont to do – wormed its way into my soul, and never left. Once you hear it, you’re not the same again.

This week has featured one death to celebrate, one to mourn. Don’t speak ill of the dead? Fuck that. Take your middle-class niceties elsewhere. Take them to Cambodia or Chile, how ’bout. I live in the real world, bitch, where actions have consequences and I’m not afraid to call evil by its proper name.

Shane MacGowan, on the other hand, was a poet. And I will miss him very much.

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Adult Film Podcast: Let’s talk about acting!!

I was a guest on Ryan Czerwonko and David Garelik’s fabulous new podcast, part of their ongoing Adult Film NYC project (I interviewed Ryan about the work Adult Film is doing for my Substack) and had so much fun talking about acting and actors!

For reference: my two interviews with my friend Dan Callahan about his books The Art of American Screen Acting, volumes 1 and 2, because they come up a lot:
The Mystery of Screen Acting: An Interview with Author Dan Callahan
“Masters of the Acting Art”: An Interview with Author Dan Callahan

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Emir Kusturica

This Bosnian-born Serbian filmmaker has my love for his film Arizona Dream, his first American film, starring Faye Dunaway, Johnny Depp, Lili Taylor, Jerry Lewis, and Vincent Gallo. I wrote about it for my Film Comment column. The film was butchered for the wider release, and to this day if you want to see the un-edited version (20 minutes were slashed out), you have to resort to bootlegs of the uncut version uploaded to YouTube. I wrote about all that in the piece. His European films get heavy play at festivals, and his films have won the Palme d’Or at Cannes multiple times. Kusturica, a Muslim who converted to Serbian Orthodox Christianity, and who lives in a town that was built for one of his films (you can’t make this shit up), and who continues to refer to himself as “Yugoslav”, is a very controversial figure, most recently because of his vocal support for Putin. Yikes. He attended Putin’s THIRD inauguration. Yikes.

But he’s a major filmmaker and Arizona Dream is a masterpiece, a forgotten and now-butchered masterpiece. It would be so great if this forgotten gem of cinema could get not only a proper restoration, but have those 20 minutes PUT BACK IN. In my piece I go into what was cut – including a monologue that expresses the theme of dreams, which is basically the whole point of the movie. It’s disgraceful. It’s a beautiful film. Look for it on YouTube.

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Posters in Aki Kaurismäki’s Fallen Leaves (2023)

One of my favorite movies of the year.

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Mirrors #18

I collect mirror moments like a hoarder.

Here’s a really good one from this year’s wonderful Fallen Leaves, directed by Aki Kaurismäki.

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Review: May December (2023)

Todd Haynes’ latest, starring Julianne Moore and Natalie Portman, is super good. I reviewed for Ebert.

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She’s not a bad person. Honest she isn’t: Kerry O’Malley in David Fincher’s The Killer

“I guess I am begging.”

My breath caught when my cousin Kerry O’Malley said this line in David Fincher’s The Killer, now streaming on Netflix. Her face, her tone, her collapsed body language, was all so open and so desperate, and she knew it was useless to beg (she knew whose hands she was in), but she had to plead for her life.

The whole sequence was heartbreaking and yet also fascinating on a psychological level.

Who is this woman? She’s a nice lady living in a nice little house working in an office in her muted-colored Talbot’s clothes … and yet …

“I’m not a bad person.”

The second key line reading.

The character’s whole life is in that line. Kerry didn’t put too much on it. She didn’t INSIST she wasn’t a bad person. She didn’t use the line to plead with him. By that point, she was beyond begging. When she says, “I’m not a bad person”, she is past even worrying about whether or not it is true. She herself knows it probably isn’t true. But she has spent her life justifying her actions.

Through such people, horrors are made possible. The Eichmanns of the world.

This is what Kerry brought to the role.

So proud of her, especially since she’s been on strike for months and months, enduring financial hardship, etc. She deserves this success. Hers is the standout scene.


“I guess I am begging …”

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For Veterans Day: Private Presley

Presley didn’t stay a “private”, he was promoted to Sergeant in January, 1960. I just liked the alliteration of “Private Presley”.

Sept. 23, 1958: Interview with Elvis Presley in the library of the U.S.S. Randall just before sailing to Europe

Elvis had had a chaotic couple of days prior, taking the train up from Texas with his fellow soldiers to Brooklyn Army Terminal. He then gave a giant press conference and then boarded the ship. His mother had died just a month before, and Elvis was still in a whirlwind of grief. He cracked jokes through the Press Conference, though, and eagerly talked about his mother when he was asked a question about her. Then, he slung on his duffel bag and walked up the gangplank. He was made to repeat his walk about 10 times so that all the photographers could get the shots they wanted. It was a madhouse. Once on board, he checked in, and then went to the ship library to give his final interview State-side. The feel of the interview is very different from the Press Conference. The interview here is one-on-one. In the audio of the interview, he sounds exhausted, serious, thoughtful (he takes a while to answer questions, thinking it through) and unmistakably worried. Although he was not shipping out during wartime, there were other worries on his mind. What would life be like when he returned to America and his mother wasn’t there waiting? Would his fans remember him? Would he return a has-been?

Pat Hernon conducted the on-ship interview. You can hear voices in the background, doors opening and closing. Elvis is quiet and exhausted, somber. Hernon appears to be sensitive to the mood in the room in the recording.

PAT HERNON: We’ve now moved down into the library of the USS Randall and we are now only minutes away from sailing time, and Elvis Presley will shortly be on his way to Germany and a return to the United States – well, who knows. It will be some time anyway. Elvis, we have just a small group and a few moments to talk about things. I know you’re a pretty tired fella. You’ve had a busy couple of days getting here to the Brooklyn Port and getting ready to leave, haven’t you?

ELVIS PRESLEY: Yes, sir, that’s right.

PAT HERNON: How long has it been, for example, since you’ve had a chance to eat today?

ELVIS PRESLEY: Well, I ate breakfast this morning. I haven’t eaten since.

PAT HERNON: Now it’s almost 2 o’clock in the afternoon.

ELVIS PRESLEY: I don’t feel like I could eat anything right now.

PAT HERNON: Elvis, since we’re so close to sailing time and we’re getting pretty close to the last thoughts you have here in the country before you go overseas to your stint of duty, what do you think about? How do you feel?

Long pause.

ELVIS PRESLEY: Well, uh, I’m going to be very honest about it. I’m looking forward to Germany. I’m looking forward to seeing the country and meeting a lot of the people. But at the same time I’m looking forward to coming back here.

PAT HERNON: As I say we’re getting closer and closer to the time that they’re going to pull that gangplank away and you’ll be on your way. Since this is probably the last chance that you’ll have to say something to your fans, do you have any particular message that you’d like to pass on to them?

ELVIS PRESLEY: Yes, I would. I’d like to say that in spite of the fact that I am going away and that I’ll be …. out of their eyes for some time, I hope that I’m not out of their minds, and I’ll be looking forward to the time that I can come back and entertain again like I did and ….

Long pause.

PAT HERNON: All we can do is wish you a wonderful trip and all the best luck in the world and come home soon.

ELVIS PRESLEY: Thank you very much. I’ll do my very best.


In the racquet ball court at Graceland, taken by me on Elvis’ birthday, Jan. 8, 2012

Happy Veterans Day to all who serve, to all who have served. Off to my local Veterans Day parade. My nieces are marching with their color guard team and my nephews are marching with their Cub Scout troop. Small town life.

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