Well, I hate to toot my own horn, but when I look right, I look right. Here is the brand new trailer for "Up In The Air," (nabbed from Slash-Film) the George Clooney flick with with Jason Reitman directing. I don't think Reitman could've done a better job with the visuals of this film. This actually looks better than the script, which I reviewed here. What are your thoughts?
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Monday, July 13, 2009
Up In The Air
Genre: Drama
Premise: A professional who specializes in "career transition counseling" is on the verge of accumulating 5 million frequent flier miles.
About: Based on the novel by Walter Kirn, this was adpated and is being directed by Jason Reitman (Juno) for a release later this year. It will star George Clooney, Jason Bateman, and Vera Farmiga. The script was a hot property last year when Leonardo DiCaprio got attached and it later landed on the Black List. Because Reitman is both the writer and director, there's a good chance this draft stayed relatively intact.
Writer: Jason Reitman (originally adapted by Sheldon Turner)
I put this one off because I'm the anti-frequent flier. I fly once or twice a year and I hate every second of it. I'm kinda fascinated by these people who spend their entire lives on airplanes, in rented cars, in hotel rooms, because I always ask myself: What are they running from? Clearly, if they liked their lives, they'd be home more, right? That seems to be the inspiration behind the character of Ryan, played by George Clooney.
Clooney's flyin high
Ryan is a man so appalled by the notion of "home", he couldn't tell you his address if you spotted him the first three numbers. Ryan's priority is and always has been his work. Companies hire him to come in and do their housecleaning. And Ryan, who has the process down to a science, can fire 30 people in a day and not bat an eye. It's not that he's cruel. He genuinely cares about these people and their futures. But he loves the wonderful lifestyle this always-on-the-move job provides him. Ryan is perpetually 33,000 feet above you, me, and everyone else.
Recently, Ryan's found himself approaching the 5,000,000 mile frequent flier mark. Only 7 people in history have ever achieved it at the airline and Ryan's about to become the 8th. Reaching this point gets you ridiculous perks like your name on a plane and the kind of celebrity treatment reserved only for - well, for celebrities. Ryan purchases nothing or does nothing unless it increases this ever-escalating total of miles.
Unfortunately, Ryan's high flying lifestyle is about to make a ditch landing in the Hudson River. A brash attractive 23 year old Ivy-League grad named Natalie is hired by the company to do some cost-cutting. And Natalie comes up with a doozie. Instead of *going* to these companies to fire people, what if they could do it over video chat? Ryan is outraged by even the mention of such a practice, but his boss likes Natalie's out-of-the-box thinking and before Ryan knows it, he's scheduled Natalie to follow Ryan around the country for a few weeks so she can learn firsthand how to fire people. Ryan's perfect "on-the-move" lifestyle and 5,000,000 mile achievement is about to be crushed by some ignorant 23 year old Ivy League ditz.
In the coming weeks Ryan and Natalie try their best to work together but they're the exact opposite in every way. She hates being away from home and is eagerly anticipating her marriage. He hates being *at* home and is eagerly anticipating the day she's not around. And no, this isn't a Hollywood romantic comedy so you can forget about the two hooking up. Instead, the story focuses on the unlikely friendship that forms between them. They find that they do actually have one thing in common - they're both lost souls. And no matter how much sense their current philosophies on life seem to make for them, they're both afraid that they're missing out on something else.
One of the better subplots of the script is Alex, the female version of Ryan, who meets up with him all over the country for layover bootie-calls. The two know very little about each other other than that they love the thrill of being on the move. Whereas Ryan and Natalie rarely agree on anything, Ryan and Alex agree on pretty much everything. It's the ultimate no-attachments relationship.
Vera will play the part of Alex
When a family wedding starts pulling Ryan back to that ugly cloud of attachent he's worked so hard to avoid in life, and Natalie's words start to give him a new perspective on settling down, Ryan finally sees what everybody has known about him forever: That the 20 years he's spent running around the country were less about embracing life and more about avoiding it. He finally understands what he's missing and to prove it, he jumps on a plane and flies to Alex's hometown to surprise her. He wants that commitment. But when he gets there and she opens the door, let's just say he experiences some turbulence. And that's what I liked most about "Up In The Air." There's no flight plan. And you're never quite sure what city you're going to land in.
I'll be honest. I expected to hate thing thing. Who cares if someone gets 5,000,000 frequent flier miles?? Thankfully, that whole schtick is more of a story hook than something that actually plays into the plot. The script is more about drifting and our obsession with distraction. It's about growing up, the power of denial, is the grass really greener on the other side? It's about selfishness and family and never knowing if you're making the right choice.
Up In the Air really won me over in the end. It's not perfect. It drifts a little. But in a weird way, the drifting mirrors Ryan's life, so it kind of works. It reminded me of a more serious Jerry McGuire - and I think Cruise would've been a better fit than both DiCaprio or Clooney. But if Clooney can pull this off, he may be up for some awards come Oscar time (it shouldn't be hard. How many nominations do they have now? 30?) This is the film that "The Terminal" wanted to be and one of my most anticipated flicks of the winter.
[ ] trash
[ ] barely kept my interest
[ ] worth the read
[x] impressive
[ ] genius
What I learned: Is 110 the new 120? - Up In The Air may clock in at 124 pages but that's because Jason Reitman only has to impress himself. I have been seeing so many 100-110 page spec scripts lately. It's so rare that one of the chunkier ones sneaks through that you begin to wonder if 120 is becoming the screenplay equivalent of standard definition. Of course, thrillers and comedies are naturally shorter. If you're writing a drama, you can eek into 110+ territory. But I'd still look to keep it under 110. Readers are just used to it. And after being yelled at and ridiculed for 9 hours, these poor souls have to go home and read 3 professional scripts before they reach yours - the unknown writer - the one script they've been dreading and the one they know if they don't like by page 20, they're getting some shuteye. So don't give them a reason to tune out before they've tuned in.
Premise: A professional who specializes in "career transition counseling" is on the verge of accumulating 5 million frequent flier miles.
About: Based on the novel by Walter Kirn, this was adpated and is being directed by Jason Reitman (Juno) for a release later this year. It will star George Clooney, Jason Bateman, and Vera Farmiga. The script was a hot property last year when Leonardo DiCaprio got attached and it later landed on the Black List. Because Reitman is both the writer and director, there's a good chance this draft stayed relatively intact.
Writer: Jason Reitman (originally adapted by Sheldon Turner)
I put this one off because I'm the anti-frequent flier. I fly once or twice a year and I hate every second of it. I'm kinda fascinated by these people who spend their entire lives on airplanes, in rented cars, in hotel rooms, because I always ask myself: What are they running from? Clearly, if they liked their lives, they'd be home more, right? That seems to be the inspiration behind the character of Ryan, played by George Clooney.
Clooney's flyin highRecently, Ryan's found himself approaching the 5,000,000 mile frequent flier mark. Only 7 people in history have ever achieved it at the airline and Ryan's about to become the 8th. Reaching this point gets you ridiculous perks like your name on a plane and the kind of celebrity treatment reserved only for - well, for celebrities. Ryan purchases nothing or does nothing unless it increases this ever-escalating total of miles.
Unfortunately, Ryan's high flying lifestyle is about to make a ditch landing in the Hudson River. A brash attractive 23 year old Ivy-League grad named Natalie is hired by the company to do some cost-cutting. And Natalie comes up with a doozie. Instead of *going* to these companies to fire people, what if they could do it over video chat? Ryan is outraged by even the mention of such a practice, but his boss likes Natalie's out-of-the-box thinking and before Ryan knows it, he's scheduled Natalie to follow Ryan around the country for a few weeks so she can learn firsthand how to fire people. Ryan's perfect "on-the-move" lifestyle and 5,000,000 mile achievement is about to be crushed by some ignorant 23 year old Ivy League ditz.
In the coming weeks Ryan and Natalie try their best to work together but they're the exact opposite in every way. She hates being away from home and is eagerly anticipating her marriage. He hates being *at* home and is eagerly anticipating the day she's not around. And no, this isn't a Hollywood romantic comedy so you can forget about the two hooking up. Instead, the story focuses on the unlikely friendship that forms between them. They find that they do actually have one thing in common - they're both lost souls. And no matter how much sense their current philosophies on life seem to make for them, they're both afraid that they're missing out on something else.
One of the better subplots of the script is Alex, the female version of Ryan, who meets up with him all over the country for layover bootie-calls. The two know very little about each other other than that they love the thrill of being on the move. Whereas Ryan and Natalie rarely agree on anything, Ryan and Alex agree on pretty much everything. It's the ultimate no-attachments relationship.
Vera will play the part of AlexWhen a family wedding starts pulling Ryan back to that ugly cloud of attachent he's worked so hard to avoid in life, and Natalie's words start to give him a new perspective on settling down, Ryan finally sees what everybody has known about him forever: That the 20 years he's spent running around the country were less about embracing life and more about avoiding it. He finally understands what he's missing and to prove it, he jumps on a plane and flies to Alex's hometown to surprise her. He wants that commitment. But when he gets there and she opens the door, let's just say he experiences some turbulence. And that's what I liked most about "Up In The Air." There's no flight plan. And you're never quite sure what city you're going to land in.
I'll be honest. I expected to hate thing thing. Who cares if someone gets 5,000,000 frequent flier miles?? Thankfully, that whole schtick is more of a story hook than something that actually plays into the plot. The script is more about drifting and our obsession with distraction. It's about growing up, the power of denial, is the grass really greener on the other side? It's about selfishness and family and never knowing if you're making the right choice.
Up In the Air really won me over in the end. It's not perfect. It drifts a little. But in a weird way, the drifting mirrors Ryan's life, so it kind of works. It reminded me of a more serious Jerry McGuire - and I think Cruise would've been a better fit than both DiCaprio or Clooney. But if Clooney can pull this off, he may be up for some awards come Oscar time (it shouldn't be hard. How many nominations do they have now? 30?) This is the film that "The Terminal" wanted to be and one of my most anticipated flicks of the winter.
[ ] trash
[ ] barely kept my interest
[ ] worth the read
[x] impressive
[ ] genius
What I learned: Is 110 the new 120? - Up In The Air may clock in at 124 pages but that's because Jason Reitman only has to impress himself. I have been seeing so many 100-110 page spec scripts lately. It's so rare that one of the chunkier ones sneaks through that you begin to wonder if 120 is becoming the screenplay equivalent of standard definition. Of course, thrillers and comedies are naturally shorter. If you're writing a drama, you can eek into 110+ territory. But I'd still look to keep it under 110. Readers are just used to it. And after being yelled at and ridiculed for 9 hours, these poor souls have to go home and read 3 professional scripts before they reach yours - the unknown writer - the one script they've been dreading and the one they know if they don't like by page 20, they're getting some shuteye. So don't give them a reason to tune out before they've tuned in.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Pierre Pierre
Genre: Le Comedie
Synopsis: Le man est angrie deteste le grand ball nous live on. Salut.
About: Sold for uno million dollars, this Western European jaunt will star Jim Carrey and be directed by Juno's Jason Reitman (no, contrary to popular belief, Diablo Cody did not direct Juno). With Fox Atomic having a nuclear meltdown, I'm not sure where this project currently stands. But I have to say, Jim Carrey, although a little old, is perfect for the part. I'm one of the few souls that liked Yes, Man.
Writers: Edwin Cannistraci & Frederick Seton
note: yes I was considering doing my entire review in faux French. You're welcome for changing my mind.
Let's get something out in the open right now: Cannistraci and Seton, the writers of Pierre Pierre, are two really fucked up individuals. And you know what? I love them for it. Cause their demented minds came up with "Pierre Pierre", a script about an annoying Frenchmen who hates the world so much, he wishes only that he could be dead. Yes, welcome to the 1 million dollar spec script, and 2nd on our list of Top selling 2008 screenplays, "Pierre Pierre!"
Pierre Pierre takes advantage of one of the few countries we can still make fun of without feeling bad about ourselves, France. Pierre is everything we assume the stereotypical Frenchman would be: arrogant, smug, smelly, insensitive, combative, and doesn't really respect women. But see it's okay, because even though the writer is making fun of him, he's making fun of us. And when I say "us", I mean everybody. Because Pierre hates everybody.
We're informed almost immediately just how much of an asshole Pierre is, because instead of calling his girlfriend "Michelle", he calls her "Scumbag." Pierre has all sorts of interesting names for the people in his life. His father is "Idiot Father". His mother is "Whore Mother". A hot girl he meets is "Hot Bitch". His best friend (who also happens to be a rapist and a murderer) he names "Pigeonshit". And of course he calls all these people these names to their faces, which is actually the nicest thing this he says to them, because most of what Pierre has to say revolves around insults and personal attacks. For instance, when his girlfriend brings up that he doesn't work, Pierre retorts, "I work plenty Scumbag. Listening to you prattle on is work. Having the sex with you is work. Breathing the same shit air you breathe is fucking work."
It's actually funny because you imagine Pierre with a thin little mustache, chain smoking, saying all this in the most absurd French accent imaginable. Jim Carrey is going to have a field day with this role but I wouldn't be surprised if they did a rewrite and cleaned him up a lot. This borders on dark comedy here. And we all know what happened the last time Jim Carrey did dark comedy. Errr...The Cable Guy?
So the main storyline is Pierre insulting people. What would be considered the "sub-plot" is when Pierre has to transport the stolen Mona Lisa somewhere in Europe with his stupid girlfriend. Along the way he and Scumbag find a tiny code on the painting and they think, a la the Da Vinci Code, it must lead to something amazing. But as much as Pierre tries to give a shit, he just can't, and would much rather be sitting in an empty room, smoking a cigarette, preparing for death. Watching the Mona Lisa get ripped, kicked, bent, twisted, drawn on, and thrown in the ocean is kinda funny though.
Pierre's shtick gets a little thin in the end, but there are enough LOL moments to justify its large price tag. This script is different from almost every comedy I've ever read. For that alone it gets a thumbs up.
[ ] trash
[ ] barely kept my interest
[x] worth the read (narrowly missed impressive)
[ ] impressive
[ ] genius
What I learned from Pierre Pierre: This is another case where you have the dreaded screenwriting no-no breathing down your neck: the unlikable hero. You might even call the hero in Pierre Pierre "despicable". Screenplay purists would argue it's impossible to write a film with Pierre as the protagonist because if the protagonist's an asshole, why would we root for him? But there are a few devices you can use to offset an unlikable lead, and the biggest one is humor. It doesn't matter how much of an asshole your hero is, if he's making the audience laugh, they're going to like him. A perfect example is Vince Vaughn in Swingers. On paper the guy is a womanzing asshole. But you can't help but laugh at everything he says. There are other secret ways to offset unlikable heros, but what? Do you think I'm just going to give you everything in one post?? Are you crazy?? Pfft! Stupid Americans. Merde! Je Desteste. Fin.
Synopsis: Le man est angrie deteste le grand ball nous live on. Salut.
About: Sold for uno million dollars, this Western European jaunt will star Jim Carrey and be directed by Juno's Jason Reitman (no, contrary to popular belief, Diablo Cody did not direct Juno). With Fox Atomic having a nuclear meltdown, I'm not sure where this project currently stands. But I have to say, Jim Carrey, although a little old, is perfect for the part. I'm one of the few souls that liked Yes, Man.
Writers: Edwin Cannistraci & Frederick Seton
note: yes I was considering doing my entire review in faux French. You're welcome for changing my mind.
Let's get something out in the open right now: Cannistraci and Seton, the writers of Pierre Pierre, are two really fucked up individuals. And you know what? I love them for it. Cause their demented minds came up with "Pierre Pierre", a script about an annoying Frenchmen who hates the world so much, he wishes only that he could be dead. Yes, welcome to the 1 million dollar spec script, and 2nd on our list of Top selling 2008 screenplays, "Pierre Pierre!"
Pierre Pierre takes advantage of one of the few countries we can still make fun of without feeling bad about ourselves, France. Pierre is everything we assume the stereotypical Frenchman would be: arrogant, smug, smelly, insensitive, combative, and doesn't really respect women. But see it's okay, because even though the writer is making fun of him, he's making fun of us. And when I say "us", I mean everybody. Because Pierre hates everybody.
We're informed almost immediately just how much of an asshole Pierre is, because instead of calling his girlfriend "Michelle", he calls her "Scumbag." Pierre has all sorts of interesting names for the people in his life. His father is "Idiot Father". His mother is "Whore Mother". A hot girl he meets is "Hot Bitch". His best friend (who also happens to be a rapist and a murderer) he names "Pigeonshit". And of course he calls all these people these names to their faces, which is actually the nicest thing this he says to them, because most of what Pierre has to say revolves around insults and personal attacks. For instance, when his girlfriend brings up that he doesn't work, Pierre retorts, "I work plenty Scumbag. Listening to you prattle on is work. Having the sex with you is work. Breathing the same shit air you breathe is fucking work."
It's actually funny because you imagine Pierre with a thin little mustache, chain smoking, saying all this in the most absurd French accent imaginable. Jim Carrey is going to have a field day with this role but I wouldn't be surprised if they did a rewrite and cleaned him up a lot. This borders on dark comedy here. And we all know what happened the last time Jim Carrey did dark comedy. Errr...The Cable Guy?
So the main storyline is Pierre insulting people. What would be considered the "sub-plot" is when Pierre has to transport the stolen Mona Lisa somewhere in Europe with his stupid girlfriend. Along the way he and Scumbag find a tiny code on the painting and they think, a la the Da Vinci Code, it must lead to something amazing. But as much as Pierre tries to give a shit, he just can't, and would much rather be sitting in an empty room, smoking a cigarette, preparing for death. Watching the Mona Lisa get ripped, kicked, bent, twisted, drawn on, and thrown in the ocean is kinda funny though.
Pierre's shtick gets a little thin in the end, but there are enough LOL moments to justify its large price tag. This script is different from almost every comedy I've ever read. For that alone it gets a thumbs up.
[ ] trash
[ ] barely kept my interest
[x] worth the read (narrowly missed impressive)
[ ] impressive
[ ] genius
What I learned from Pierre Pierre: This is another case where you have the dreaded screenwriting no-no breathing down your neck: the unlikable hero. You might even call the hero in Pierre Pierre "despicable". Screenplay purists would argue it's impossible to write a film with Pierre as the protagonist because if the protagonist's an asshole, why would we root for him? But there are a few devices you can use to offset an unlikable lead, and the biggest one is humor. It doesn't matter how much of an asshole your hero is, if he's making the audience laugh, they're going to like him. A perfect example is Vince Vaughn in Swingers. On paper the guy is a womanzing asshole. But you can't help but laugh at everything he says. There are other secret ways to offset unlikable heros, but what? Do you think I'm just going to give you everything in one post?? Are you crazy?? Pfft! Stupid Americans. Merde! Je Desteste. Fin.
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