Word: celluloid
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Feist reunites with Patrick Daughters, the director of a previous Feist video, to bring choreographed jazz-style dance numbers back on to celluloid. “1 2 3 4” is a no-frills music video: there isn’t a complicated narrative arc to follow, nor are there big-budget sets or psychedelic special effects. Feist leads a Skittle-colored troupe in a rambunctious dance across an empty sound stage. By a minute in, you’re ready to follow Feist’s example and throw up your hands in glee. The appeal...
...movie tells a history-textbook classic: the battle of Thermopylae. Nearly all representations of this story, from Roman theater to celluloid, are based on the writings of Herodotus, allegedly the “father of history.” Back in August 480 BC, his “Histories” tell us that King Xerxes of Persia filled the Hellenic peninsula with his barbaric hordes, ready to conquer and command Greece. Vastly outnumbered and representing the alliance of Greek city-states, 300 Spartans—the movie’s namesake—held their ground for three days...
...Number 23 Celluloid Gold I really have to remind you about the purpose of “Trailer Roundup” on this one: We’re evaluating the trailer, not the movie. This movie can only be awful. But please, for the love of all that is holy, see the trailer. If you think of it as an intentionally funny two-minute movie, you’ll have a rollicking good time. Jim Carrey finds about the eponymous number; madness ensues. Someone professorial-looking reminds him that two divided by three is “666?...
...Fuzz Celluloid Gold Haha, wait—the British have cop movies? Don’t they, like, not have any crime there? It’s like the Vermont of the European Union. Okay, let’s set that matter aside for a moment. This trailer, from the makers of “Shaun of the Dead,” is so delightful that I’m willing to suspend my disbelief about England having anything more dangerous than hooligans knocking over dustbins in Herefordshire. Unlike most trailers, this one manages to be equal parts LOL-worthy...
...generations ago, George Eastman, founder of Eastman Kodak, gave Rochester a movie house. Better than that, he commissioned a brilliant young painter to create posters of the films on view. Alas, many of those celluloid epics have long since been turned into banjo picks, but the artwork survives in Movie Posters: The Paintings of Batiste Madalena (Abrams; 64 pages; $14.95). Here the famous and the forgotten are captured in the forceful style of art deco. Once upon a screen, these vamps, clowns and pirates romanced in a world of black and white. But outside the theater, Madalena made them leap...