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Filtering by Tag: Jack Nicholson
Wherein a reflection on the 1989 film Batman and composer Danny Elfman’s substantial contribution thereunto belatedly attempts to reckon with two sexual assault claims filed against him. I don’t think Elfman is an ideal subject through which to continue the eternal can-one-separate-the-art-from-the-artist debate for many reasons, but I was asked to reframe the piece that way. I hope that some of what was initially fun about it survives.
Jack Nicholson in Mike Nichols' Wolf in 1994. Wolves is not as good.
I wish I could report that Wolves, the silly horror film I review for The Dissolve this week, is an ante-upping James Cameron sequel to Wolf, the Mike Nichols-Elaine May-Jack Nicholson-Michelle Pfeiffer-James Spader expose of lycanthropy in the publishing industry from 20 years ago I'd vaguely wanted to revisit even before this Grantland exegesis ran last summer.
It is not.
Ubiquitous director Jeremy Skidmore's tenacious production of A Few Good Men, the play that gave us Aaaron Sorkin, cuts a dashing figure in its dress whites. Reviewed in this week's Washington City Paper, available wherever finer alt-weeklies are given away for free.
