Based on the Robert Penn Warren novel and following the 1949 film, All the King's Men depicts the rise and fall of Governor Willie Stark (Sean Penn) through the eyes of his right-hand man, former-journalist Jack Burden (Jude Law). Burden follows Stark through his gubernatorial candidacy, and the corruption that follows his ascent to power through demagoguery.
Very little of Johnny Was is typical, least of all its genesis. Produced and financed by Ben Katz (Wharton and Nursing '01, MBA '02), the film provides a down-and-dirty look at a violent urban ghetto in the United Kingdom - and launches the filmmaking career of a notable Penn grad.
With Johnny, Katz, still in his mid-20s, establishes himself as something of a Renaissance man in the independent film scene.
The second coming of 2005's indie darlings Clap Your Hands Say Yeah is upon us. And while the alt-rock prophets will wait with baited blogs until the January 30 release date, don't expect lead singer and Philadelphia native Alec Ounsworth to indulge their rapture.
Zach Braff swept young audiences off their feet in Scrubs and Garden State. This week, Braff - starring in the new romantic drama The Last Kiss, opening tomorrow - discussed music, marriage and his latest film with the editors.
Street: As a director from Garden State, was it a relief to go back to acting on film?
The Black Dahlia
Direted by: Brian De Palma
Starring: Josh Hartnett, Scarlett Johanssen, Aaron Eckhart
A film of murder, obsession, love and deception, Brian De Palma's The Black Dahlia is a throwback to the trench coat-sporting detective stories of Raymond Chandler and Dashiell Hammett.
A scene in the endearingly obnoxious 2002 movie, The Rules of Attraction, shows a small college's "End of the World" party, and the background tunage is the Rapture's "Out of the Races and onto the Tracks." Shindigs that feature burning wicker men as their main attraction are usually fodder for that Wicca guy you met once (and never again). But with that kind of booty-shakin' song playing in the background, you'd be a fool not to go.
From the time I left campus last spring until June 14, I had Radiohead on my mind. Mine was an obsession that verged on downright mania, transforming my usually tepid opinions into axioms and outright platitudes.
If you like your satire obvious and your states blue, you'll love American Dreamz. Picture a country where a bumbling Commander in Chief sees his term in office as a mandate from God and a contest for pop superstardom is tops on television.
After opening for indie rock sensations the Arcade Fire and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, it was only a matter of time before the Atlanta-via-Athens, Georgia group Snowden got picked up by a prominent independent label.