Welcome to Flavorwire’s streaming movie guide, in which we help you sift through the scores of movies streaming on Netflix, Hulu, and other services to find the best of the recently available, freshly relevant, or soon to expire. This week, we’ve got great flicks from Jack Nicholson, Ryan Gosling, Robert Pattinson, Clive Owen, Michelle Williams, Kirsten Dunst, Catherine Keener, Viola Davis, Harvey Keitel, Pam Grier, Toni Collete, Stanley Kubrick, and David Cronenberg. Check them all out after the jump, and follow the title links to watch them right now. … Read More
Pam Grier is a good talker. Her stories are rich and detailed, her outlook is both funny and true, and once you get her going, you just let her go — over the course of a 50-minute “Clips and Conversation” Q&A at Lincoln Center’s Elinor Bunin Film Center Sunday afternoon, I believe she was asked four questions. She’d answer the query, and then spin off into something else, and then somewhere else, the connections sometimes tenuous, but the destination always worth the journey. The appearance came at the conclusion of the Film Society of Lincoln Center’s weekend-long tribute to Grier, who tells many of these stories in her new book Foxy: My Life in Three Acts. The highlight, without question, was the tale of her unexpected meeting with Federico Fellini, and the meal she made for him in the commissary of his Italian studio. … Read More
For our (unconscionably high) rent money, the best thing about living in New York City is its endless supply of fun, odd, and inspired cultural events. But with so many options, it can be hard to know where to even begin planning your week. To help you make sense of it all, Flavorpill has launched a new social discovery engine where users can create and share events with friends, as well as follow Flavorpill editors’ and plugged-in local curators’ picks. Below, you’ll find the very best of what’s on offer this week, recommended by Flavorpill NYC’s top contributing editor, Mindy Bond. It’s just a taste of what you can find on the new Flavorpill, so if you like what you see, be sure to sign up. … Read More
“RETIREMENT IS FOR SISSIES!” roar the posters for The Last Stand (seriously? “Sissies?” In 2012? But I digress…), the first starring role for Arnold Schwarzenegger since stepping away from the silver screen for a, shall we say, problematic stint in the California governor’s mansion. Its mid-January release date doesn’t exactly scream box-office or critical confidence, but who knows; Mr. Schwarzenegger has been underestimated before, and usually comes out ahead. Either way it goes, we thought it would be interesting to run down some of the other big-name actors who hit rough or absent patches and tried to work their way back into the spotlight with a well placed role; after the jump we’ll take a look at five comeback vehicles that took, and five that didn’t quite get the job done. … Read More
Welcome to “Trailer Park,” our regular Friday feature where we collect the week’s new trailers all in one place and do a little “judging a book by its cover,” ranking them from worst to best and taking our best guess at what they may be hiding. We’ve got six new trailers this week, including new vehicles for The Rock, Kristen Stewart, and Jonah Hill (and an old one for Eddie Murphy); check ‘em out after the jump. … Read More
Picture this: It’s March 11, 1974. The crowd assembled to see the Smothers Brothers at Los Angeles’s Troubador includes John Lennon, Harry Nilsson, and Pam Grier. Lennon, Nilsson, and their entourage are trashed, and their heckling gets them dragged out of the club. (We have to imagine that, as a universally loved superstar of Lennon’s caliber, your behavior has to be pretty freaking terrible to get you kicked out of a rowdy West Hollywood music venue.) And that’s when, according to reports, Lennon gets slappy with a photographer.
Although the night itself has lived in infamy for decades, we didn’t realize there was a postscript: Letters of Note points us to a missive Lennon sent, accompanied by some flowers, to Grier. Apparently, they met that evening, and she was kicked out of the Troub by association. You know you’ve had a bad night when you have to follow it up with a letter to a lady you just met that includes the line, “thank you for not hitting me.” Meanwhile, we’re wondering where Yoko was that evening. See Lennon’s note after the jump. … Read More