In honor of the newcomers in ‘The Florida Project,’ we’re celebrating the best non-professional movie performances, from ‘American Honey’ to ‘City of God.’
James Baldwin and Barry Jenkins, a collaboration dreams are made of. Those dreams will become a reality now that the Moonlight director has secured his next film project, an adaptation of a Baldwin novel.
Never mind the old Chris Rock routine about how Martin Luther King Boulevards across America invariably tend to be especially violent — there’s a great honor in having a street named after you. It’s a concrete way to leave your mark on the world long past the point of your passing, a symbol of accomplishment that nobody can take away from you. Brooklyn’s Bed-Stuy neighborhood is home to Do the Right Thing Way, a commemoration of Spike Lee’s essential chronicle of one explosive day on the streets. And now, another black filmmaker of great vision and skill will receive this special distinction in parts due south.
Sound the alarm: TV has landed yet another of the movies’ best and brightest. Hot off the (chaotic) Oscar win for Moonlight, director Barry Jenkins will next go to work at Amazon, writing and directing a new drama series based on Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad.
The Envelopegate investigation continues, and now we have more information on what exactly went down backstage during the Oscars Best Picture snafu. One of the biggest questions has been why exactly it took so long for the Academy producers and PricewaterhouseCooper accountants to notice La La Land had wrongly been named the winner. In a new interview with The Wrap, Oscars stage manager Gary Natoli reveals a whole bunch of details on what exactly happened and why the two PwC accounts were held responsible for the mistake.
Last night viewers shuffled in for a late showing of Moonlight at the Rio cinema in the Dalston neighborhood of London’s Hackney region. As they settled down with their bags of Licorice Allsorts, Sherbet Fountains, and Jelly Babies (all of which are, incredibly, real candies), they were greeted by a surprise on screen. Instead of the opening strains of a chopped-and-screwed remix of Boris Gardiner‘s “Every N----- Is a Star,” however, they were greeted by the bright blue sky and the first twenty seconds of “Another Day of Sun,” the opening number of none other than La La Land! “Cor, bit cheeky, innit?” the audience said in perfect unison, in my imagination.