UCD Bloomsday: Flying in to Dublin for the ceremony at UCD from New York, double Oscar winner, Daniel Day-Lewis received the honour for his remarkable body of work, which spans There will be Blood, Age of Innocence, Last of the Mohicans, My Left Foot, and the forthcoming Lincoln. London-born Day-Lewis is also an Irish citizen. His father, a Laois man, the Anglo-Irish translator and writer of detective fiction, Cecil Day-Lewis, was British poet laureate from 1968 to 1972. His mother was actor Jill Balcon and his grandfather, Michael Balcon, was the head of Ealing studios.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Gold Derby: Our own Tom O'Neil plays Oscar poker with Sasha Stone and Jeffrey Wells: "15 hours ago Awards Daily's Sasha Stone, Goldderby.com's Tom O'Neil and I kicked the 2012 Oscar ball around. Our consensus: 'Les Miserables,' 'Beasts of the Southern Wild' and 'Lincoln' in the Best Picture lead. And yet Tom and Sasha delivered some Lincoln pushback based on two factors: (a) Daniel Day-Lewis's Lincoln might be too quirky or extreme in some way, and (b) director Steven Spielberg might Spielberg-ize it -- he might not be able to muster the discipline to 'get out of the way' and just let the material play on its own terms." HOLLYWOOD ELSEWHERE
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Thursday, June 7, 2012
The Asheville Citizen Times: 'Last of the Mohicans' returns to Chimney Rock
For the 20th anniversary of “The Last of the Mohicans,” Chimney Rock at Chimney Rock State Park and Ingles Markets will present the movie on a 43-foot outdoor screen on June 16, surrounded by the towering rock cliffs and 404-foot waterfall that appear in the 1992 blockbuster.
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Saturday, June 2, 2012
An American Primitive, Forged in a Crucible of Blood and Oil
Mr. Day-Lewis’s outsize performance, with its footnote references to Huston and strange, contorted Kabuki-like grimaces, occasionally breaks the skin of the film’s surface like a dangerous undertow. The actor seems to have invaded Plainview’s every atom, filling an otherwise empty vessel with so much rage and purpose you wait for him to blow. It’s a thrilling performance, among the greatest I’ve seen, purposefully alienating and brilliantly located at the juncture between cinematic realism and theatrical spectacle.
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Friday, June 1, 2012
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