Hey Steven Soderbergh! You broke into the industry with the searing indie sex, lies, and videotape, which contained, among other things, a subtle meditation on the way filmed intimacy can be isolating and exploitative. Ha ha! Now here’s you in the Times of London:
“Similarly, he rejects the idea that with [the casting of porn star Sasha Grey in his film The Girlfriend Experience] he has resorted to stunt casting, insisting that the pornification of mainstream culture is so complete that it hardly matters. For example? He confesses to being quite the consumer. In fact, he says, he has been known to storm out of hotels if they don’t offer pay-per-view porn. ‘I was in a hotel in Anaheim about five years ago, and after checking in I literally went down to the front desk and said, “I don’t understand, there’s no pay-per-view porn!” I called my producer and said, “I can’t take this, I’m checking out”.’ And I went to the hotel across the road. I think it should be in the bill of rights — when you’re travelling, access to pornography should be the number three thing on the list after clean towels and 24-hour room service.’ He rolls his eyes upwards, to indicate the hotel rooms above, and sighs, ‘They don’t have it here!'”
Sigh indeed! Joke’s on us!
[Via Vulture.]
Maybe he was joking. His pride stung by the accusation that he's selling out (sorry, sold out, a long time ago), maybe he's decided to throw us off the scent with the ol' over-the-top. I hope so. Otherwise, he's become the subject of his own film. Which means at any moment he might wink out of existence like the snake that eats its own tail.
On the other hand, should I decide, after being hit on the head with someone else's money, to (finally) engage in stunt casting, this would be a punctual leap up the evolutionary ladder for homo impotens.
Dear Mr. Lickona,
I noticed that Tom Aquinas now responds on your blog.
(We've been watching…).
I just want to say that I've decided to take a second look at his novel. In fact, I heard that he's handy with a camera himself. I was wondering if he'd like to take the helm in the film treatment of his OWN novel. (It must really be a thrill just to have me say that to him, yes?)
I was thinking of getting a couple top rate up-and-coming stars – you might have heard of them… Linda Stax, Jemma Long, Tara Carmichael, John Strum, Bill Hardon, and Tandy Williamson – a fine bunch of actors looking for that big break, etc. I recently had the opportunity to preview their performances in two or three indie productions on cable at a four-star Hilton in Amsterdam. (I was intent on making sure they were the real thing – so when the Radisson across the street didn't carry the cable channel their movies were running on, I made the proper adjustments. (Give's new meaning, if you get my meaning, to the question, "Why'd the chicken cross the road?"
Well…to get choked on the other side, of course!) But I jest. Ha. Ha.)
At any rate, I think "The Summer Theologian" really is begging to be turned into a film. I'd like to say I couldn't put it down, but I could hardly be expected to pick it up… I'd only ask that Tom translate it for us – into a sort of Pulp Fictioney sort of context – lots of location stuff, frowzy dialogue and cleverly conceived shoot 'em ups.
We are prepared to pay him handsomely for his troubles – and offer him unlimited use of our specials effects resources.
Of course, if this doesn't meet his approval, we can accept that. There's a treatment for another novel floating around here in Babylon – something called Athanasius' Member or somesuch. Are you familiar with it? We'll be busy at that while he makes up his mind…
Sincerely,
J.C.
p.s. Should he wish to come out to work with us, please let him know we'll put him up in only the BEST accomodations – The Hollywood Hilton, of course. And guess what? Here in Babylon, wouldn't you know it, the hotels don't even charge for most cable stations…
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