It’s Never A Bad Time To Celebrate STANLEY KUBRICK

Kubrick is reluctant to talk about the creative process or about why he makes his movies.  ”A better question might be ‘Why shouldn’t I make them?’” he says.  ”What else should I be doing?  The fact that I may be able to do them better than other people gives me an added pleasure.”

Newsweek  January 3, 1972

It’s Never A Bad Time To Celebrate STANLEY KUBRICK

Kubrick is reluctant to talk about the creative process or about why he makes his movies.  ”A better question might be ‘Why shouldn’t I make them?’” he says.  ”What else should I be doing?  The fact that I may be able to do them better than other people gives me an added pleasure.”

Newsweek  January 3, 1972



It’s James Bond Day (Again)

You can always tell the precise moment when a big movie franchise goes completely off the rails. It’s never subtle. When George Clooney showed up with nipples on his Batsuit, it was all over. Or when Rocky settled the cold war. Or when Superman established world peace. Once Hannibal Lecter cut off the top of Ray Liotta’s head and fed him his own brains, was there anything left to say? (Besides “eww.”)

Newsweek November 6, 2006

It’s James Bond Day (Again)

You can always tell the precise moment when a big movie franchise goes completely off the rails. It’s never subtle. When George Clooney showed up with nipples on his Batsuit, it was all over. Or when Rocky settled the cold war. Or when Superman established world peace. Once Hannibal Lecter cut off the top of Ray Liotta’s head and fed him his own brains, was there anything left to say? (Besides “eww.”)

Newsweek November 6, 2006



"Raiders of the Lost Ark" Opened On This Date In 1981

It’s the movie Hollywood was born to make, and was born making. It has buried treasures and Nazi villains, poison darts and mystical wraiths, damsels in distress and Arabian swordsmen, snake pits, submarines, booby-trapped jungle caverns, Himalayan taverns, Egyptian bazaars and an archaeologist hero with the grit of Bogart, the dash of Gable and the fearlessness of Superman.  It’s called “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” and it’s about as pure an example of the Hollywood summer movie as anything since “Jaws” and “Star Wars.”

Newsweek June 15, 1981

"Raiders of the Lost Ark" Opened On This Date In 1981

It’s the movie Hollywood was born to make, and was born making. It has buried treasures and Nazi villains, poison darts and mystical wraiths, damsels in distress and Arabian swordsmen, snake pits, submarines, booby-trapped jungle caverns, Himalayan taverns, Egyptian bazaars and an archaeologist hero with the grit of Bogart, the dash of Gable and the fearlessness of Superman.  It’s called “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” and it’s about as pure an example of the Hollywood summer movie as anything since “Jaws” and “Star Wars.”

Newsweek June 15, 1981



"Jaws" Premiered On This Date In 1975

Directed by Hollywood’s newest wunderkind, Steven Spielberg, from a screenplay written by Benchley and Carl Gottlieb, “Jaws" is a grisly film, often ugly as sin, which achieves precisely what it set out to accomplish - scare the hell out of you. As such, it’s destined to become a classic the way all truly terrifying movies, good or bad, become classics of a kind.

Newsweek June 23, 1975



Remembering “Alien” And Anticipating “Prometheus”

Sprung from the gelatinous innards of an obscene egg on some far-off planet, a hideous, squidlike thing leaps onto the startled face of a hapless astronaut. Yuck!  What could be more basic than “Alien”? A crew of space travelers on a commercial mission picks up a strange organism on a remote planet and brings it aboard ship, where it disappears, metamorphoses and proceeds to eat our heroes one by one. 

Newsweek June 18, 1979
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Remembering “Alien” And Anticipating “Prometheus”

Sprung from the gelatinous innards of an obscene egg on some far-off planet, a hideous, squidlike thing leaps onto the startled face of a hapless astronaut. Yuck!  What could be more basic than “Alien”? A crew of space travelers on a commercial mission picks up a strange organism on a remote planet and brings it aboard ship, where it disappears, metamorphoses and proceeds to eat our heroes one by one. 

Newsweek June 18, 1979

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