Word: scripting
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...talking about Lady Chablis. Clint Eastwood's lumbering adaptation of John Berendt's bestseller falls short of expectations, rendering the unique pantheon of Savannah personalities as mere cartoons and focusing too much on a long, drawn-out murder trial. John Cusack fumbles through the role of the script's too-young, too-straight stand-in for Berendt's narrator. But despite these flaws, Kevin Spacey shines as Jim Williams, the enigmatic gay antiques dealer who kills his lover in what may or may not have been self-defense. --Scott M. Brown...
Brooks' steady direction never allows the two-hour-plus movie to sag. The love story between Melvin and Carol plays itself out with plenty of small comedic surprises, courtesy of a script that keeps the story from getting predictable. The strength of the main characters makes a few of the movie's contrivances--like sending Melvin, Carol and Simon on a car trip to Baltimore just to get them all in one location--easily forgivable...
...Miss Evers' Boys Alfre Woodard starred in this HBO drama about the scandalous Tuskegee study of syphilis in which black subjects were not given treatment. The script was intelligent; Woodard exquisitely captured the conflicting motivations of her character, a nurse involved in the study; and Laurence Fishburne played her lover with rough charm and wisdom. The film justly served a terrible event...
Melissa Mathison's script dares to tell an Asian tale with no Westerners, not even Brad Pitt. At two, Tenzin Gyatso is found in a remote village and proclaimed Buddha's incarnation. Schooled and coddled, he grows to manhood. He confronts Mao and his acquisitive legates, and he finally flees to India...
...attack. The leap to a cause is easy. But what if we say we don't care why he died? (We do.) Then what if he was really on the verge of pulling out of the spin? He had been talking about doing the Fatty Arbuckle story, from a script that David Mamet wrote just for him. A movie movie. In which he would neither crush furniture with his cascading body nor walk into a glass door and then rub his head until his hair stuck out all over. He would not be playing a fat white ninja. He called...