Word: biz
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...standard of instrumentation, song writing and vocals. On Willis, Steve Jackson, the singer for the Pietasters, all too often comes off as a poor man's Dicky Barrett. While Barrett of the Bosstones can pull off a scratchy, cigarette-tarnished voice, Jackson instills a pain rarely felt. Not since Biz Markie crooning, "Just a Friend," has there been a more shrill and annoying voice. It's a shame, too, for Jackson overpowers the superb effort put out by the band's horn section...
Boogie Nights, written and directed by Paul Thomas Anderson, is itself a size freak; the movie is in love with bigness. It spends 2 hrs. and 32 min. spanning eight years in the lives of a dozen or so denizens of the porn biz. Loosely based on the life of John C. Holmes, porn's biggest male star, Boogie Nights has panoramic ambitions: a tapestry-style narrative, labyrinthine tracking shots, explosions of random, firecracker violence. Nashville meets GoodFellas meets Pulp Friction. The film doesn't quite get there, but it packs a wad of compelling entertainment on its road...
This is no porn-biz expose. It shows no women lured into fornicating on film; it doesn't finger the Mafia as a crucial investor. When Eddie inevitably splits with Jack, he has nowhere to go; Jack is apparently the only director in pornland. Nor is there much eroticism; indeed, except for the film's final shot, where we get to see Eddie's penis (granted, a nifty prosthetic effect), Boogie Nights has little nudity--it's a sex film that stints on the sex. And Holmes, who died of AIDS in 1988, had a life far more bizarre...
Three years in the making! At a cost of $2.7 billion! From three of the most powerful men in show biz! Ladies and gents, DreamWorks SKG proudly presents: The Peacemaker...
...photographers blame their European counterparts for upping the ante. "They are ruthless," says Scott Downie, the owner of Celebrity Photo, an agency that covers official show-biz events. "Those who came here in the '80s laughed at us as babies: 'You don't know how to get a good photo. We're here to get them in a private moment, not in diamonds at an event.'" Yet every paparazzo is familiar with the pressures. "It's a collective hysteria," says Mark Saunders, who has covered Diana for the past five years. "It's the adrenaline flowing and that desperate need...