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  • Netflix Hosts Kate Winslet for Afternoon Tea in Celebration of Her Directorial Debut ‘Goodbye June’: “I Had to Be Really, Really Ready”

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    At afternoon tea with Kate Winslet and Andrea Riseborough, it’s a case of waiting your turn.

    The beloved British actresses were in central London Tuesday for a screening and informal discussion about their upcoming Netflix film Goodbye June. Winslet’s directorial debut — anchored by a gut-wrenching script from her 21-year-old son, Joe Anders — is a Christmas film with just as much joy as it has heartache.

    Helen Mirren stars as the titular character who, upon receiving a terminal cancer diagnosis, has her swarm of four children (played by Winslet, Riseborough, Toni Collette and Johnny Flynn) and their families descend on her hospital room ahead of Christmas Day. Winslet’s Julia and Riseborough’s Molly are forced to confront their long-running feud while everyone tussles with their bubbling grief. Timothy Spall, Stephen Merchant and Fisayo Akinade also star in the movie, in theaters Dec. 12 and hitting Netflix Dec. 24.

    Winslet and Anders spoke in depth with The Hollywood Reporter this week about just how the Oscar-winning actress brought her son’s script to the screen.

    And over a cup of tea and a macaron at a Netflix-hosted event, the Titanic star further detailed bringing a brilliant batch of actors together. “They are great people. I had to cast people who not only were going to be the only people who could play those parts, but who were going to be lovely,” Winslet says. “I knew they all were — even if I didn’t know them personally, I knew their reputations, because word gets around if someone’s tricky.”

    The original plan had been to take the film out to financiers and get another director on board, but Winslet didn’t want to let Goodbye June go. The magic she and Anders were able to conjure on set was more than enough validation. “He really found it fascinating,” she says about Anders seeing his project come to life through his mother.

    “We shot it in 35 days, and I had Helen Mirren for 16 days,” she continues. “So I had to be really ready. All those adult actors, all those children, the whole group, loads of different locations, I had to be really, really ready. So for [Anders], there were moments when he turned to me and [would] go, ‘What’s happening? How have we done all this?’ I’m like, ‘I don’t know! Let’s keep going!’ We just had to hold hands and run at it.”

    Some stellar performances from the film’s child actors strengthen an already solid cast. “The trick with children is you just mother them,” Winslet explains about working with the kids. “I used all of my own experience as a mother in empowering children, showing them how to have fun by saying to them, ‘Don’t learn any lines and make lots of mistakes. OK?’”

    What you don’t want is a child memorizing an abstract bit of dialogue, Winslet says. “We didn’t want that, because children bring the joy. And when you’re in a situation where there’s tragedy happening … they just get on with what they’re doing with the coloring or playing or hiding in the bed.”

    “It was so funny,” she recalls, “because I would carry the little ones on to set. They always felt like, ‘Oh, where’s Kate taking us?’ I said to them: ‘Do you know, that in that bed, I’ve actually hidden something…’ So then they’re looking for the hidden thing under the sheets [with] no idea that we were filming an entire scene around them and quite complicated emotions.”

    Those in attendance at the Netflix event were desperate to get the chance to talk with a prolific actress who has masterfully executed her long-awaited turn in the director’s chair. But Winslet is also just a mother gushing with pride. “He has brilliant ideas. He’s very, very smart,” she says about Anders. “For as long as I can remember, he’s always written… He’s very humble and very shy.”

    “I just wanted him to learn,” she continues. “And I wanted him to be around all these incredible actors.”

    Goodbye June hits Netflix on Christmas Eve.

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  • The Thursday Murder Club Adaptation is An Insult to the Intelligence of the Audience Its Geared Toward

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    There is an ever-burgeoning genre in the world of film and TV: that which can be ascribed to something like a “rest home caper.” From Book Club to Poms to Queen Bees to A Man on the Inside, the growing genre isn’t without its merit. However, apart from A Man on the Inside, there has yet to be a truly standout offering within this category in recent years. The Thursday Murder Club proves no exception to the rule. And, like most movies (whether Netflix or otherwise), it is adapted from a novel of the same name. Though one imagines the book’s author, Richard Osman, didn’t quite have this in mind when envisioning the translation of his work from the page to the screen (but then, he likely never suspected that Netflix and co. would come knocking on his door at all, so why not just take it as a blessing, no matter how the final product turned out?).

    Of course, to cushion the blow of the, shall we say, “wonky” execution, there is the cast: Helen Mirren, Pierce Brosnan, Ben Kingsley and Celia Imrie. A veritable who’s who of British heavy hitters of “a certain generation.” But it’s Imrie who has the most experience with this genre, having previously appeared in Calendar Girls and The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (along with its sequel). Alas, her “experience” with this kind of material does little to spare it from being a hatchet job. Regardless of Steven Spielberg being a producer on the project via Amblin Entertainment. And yes, one imagines that it was Spielberg’s long-standing relationship with writer-director Chris Columbus that landed him the gig, replacing Ol Parker as director. Yet it is Parker who has more adjacent experience with the “rest home caper” genre, with The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again all under his belt. No matter, apparently. The production went on with Katy Brand and Suzanne Heathcote taking over the screenwriting process and, in so doing, trimming away here and there at the book’s original structure, which often features diary entries from Joyce (Imrie), the retired nurse that Elizabeth (Mirren), Ron (Brosnan) and Ibrahim (Kingsley) invite into their club to help them with a particular “humdinger” of a case involving a woman named Angela Hughes, whose murder ultimately went unsolved in 1973—indeed, the Thursday Murder Club specializes only in cold cases.

    Cold cases that require a sharp mind to solve. So it is that, by bringing Joyce into their group, she quickly learns two things: 1) part of the reason she’s been enlisted is to replace Penny Gray, a former detective inspector recently transferred to hospice care and 2) because of Penny’s former profession, they have access to these types of files that would otherwise be confidential. In the book, Joyce acknowledges these two points as follows: “I suppose there had been a vacancy, and I was the new Penny… Penny had been an inspector in the Kent Police for many years, and she would bring along the files of unsolved murder cases. She wasn’t really supposed to have the files, but who was to know? After a certain age, you can pretty much do whatever takes your fancy.”

    To that point, when you get right down to it, that is what this genre is all about—reminding people that the elderly aren’t to be underestimated or written off. For to do so is often at one’s own peril. And yes, it’s also a “gentle” nudge for those audiences outside the demographic it’s aimed for to remember that they, too, will “be there” someday. Albeit probably not in a place as tony as Coopers Chase, which also happens to be one of the linchpins to solving this seemingly quagmiric mystery. One that all goes back to the murder of Hughes.

    However, it isn’t Penny who brought this cold case to the TMC’s attention, which should be the first red flag to viewers. Instead, it’s Elizabeth who fished it from the proverbial wreckage, curious at how a woman could have died from a stab wound in that particular part of her body so quickly—this stabbing done before being thrown out of a window. And thrown out of it just as Hughes’ boyfriend, Peter Mercer (Will Stevens), happened to be walking home from the pub, seeing a masked man run away from the scene of the crime. It is from this very moment, the outset of the movie, that the believability factor, combined with the acting delivery, is made apparent in its badness by how “la-di-da” this Peter character is about chasing after his girlfriend’s presumed aggressor, barely bothering to walk after him, let alone run as he shouts, just once, “Stop!” But, of course, after about another two hours of circuitous attempts at offering “red herrings” (in the spirit of Agatha Christie, which the book version of The Thursday Murder Club had intended), the viewer is at last shown, in an extremely dry iteration of how Mystery Incorporated (a.k.a. Scooby and the gang) unveils their findings, who the true killer is. And, in truth, Scooby-Doo, Where Are You! actually does offer more sense (and entertainment) in terms of the final results of their cases.

    With The Thursday Murder Club, it’s obvious that the tone and wit of the book dissipated in the translation, making the way in which the case unfolds less of a “joy” and more of a grin-and-bear-it fest. And no, even the presence of some younger British heavy hitters, like David Tennant and, increasingly, Naomi Ackie, can’t do much to alleviate the core problem of the movie: it insults the intelligence of its intended audience with its hyper-saccharine nature. To be sure, Chris Columbus does tend to be responsible for making these types of movies (e.g., Gremlins and The Goonies). However, in the past, the final result has been far more, let’s say, “aware of itself” (see also: Mrs. Doubtfire, the obviously far better collaboration between Columbus and Brosnan).

    Whereas, with The Thursday Murder Club, it’s clear that Columbus feels there is an “elevated” aura to it…and surely, in part, because of the “Spielberg cachet.” What’s more, Spielberg, too, is well-known for being a champion of the saccharine. But, like Columbus, he has had much better luck in the past with carrying it off than he does here, where the mantra of everyone involved seems to be, “Just an entire vat of sugar makes the medicine go down” (even if you might almost immediately yak it up right after).

    That medicine, in this scenario, being the notion that—gasp!—the elderly can have a life after “a certain age.” Can still use their bodies and, even more importantly, their minds to great effect. Often to greater effect than those younger than they are. Just not when it comes to this particular adaptation of a book.

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  • ‘White Bird’ Review: Helen Mirren and Gillian Anderson in an Overly Mushy ‘Wonder’ Sequel

    ‘White Bird’ Review: Helen Mirren and Gillian Anderson in an Overly Mushy ‘Wonder’ Sequel

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    Some of the most compelling moments in White Bird, Marc Forster’s mostly slushy adaptation of R.J. Palacio’s graphic novel of the same name, take place during flashbacks to the 1940s. These are the recollections of an aging grandmother trying to teach her grandson lessons about kindness. They’re also stories of survival, and Forster, with DP Matthias Königswieser, films them in a way that avoids the trappings of sentimentality.

    In them, the German-Swiss helmer behind Monster’s Ball, Quantum of Solace and more recently A Man Called Otto reaches for a specificity and a clear-eyed honesty that liberates parts of this young adult film from narrative contrivance. Unfortunately, too much of the rest of Mark Bomback’s screenplay tends toward saccharine manipulation.

    White Bird

    The Bottom Line

    An affecting story undermined by pat conclusions.

    Release date: Friday, Oct. 4
    Cast: Ariella Glaser, Orlando Schwerdt, Bryce Gheisar, Gillian Anderson, Helen Mirren
    Director: Marc Forster
    Screenwriter: Mark Bomback

    Rated PG-13,
    2 hours

    White Bird functions as both a prequel and a sequel to Wonder, another Palacio work adapted for the big screen. That story followed Auggie Pullman, a 10-year-old boy with Treacher Collins syndrome who is tormented by kids at school, including the wealthy Julian (Bryce Gheisar). This one opens a few years later with Julian, slightly older but still played by Gheisar, starting his first day at a new school. It’s an opportunity for Julian to remake himself and shed his unsavory past, and he’s decided the best course of action is to stay under the radar. When a classmate (Priya Ghotane) invites Julian to join the vaguely named Social Justice Club, the teenager, perpetually hidden under his hoodie, declines. 

    Later that evening, Julian explains his plan to his grandmother, Sara (Helen Mirren), a sophisticated woman who has traveled from Paris to New York for the opening of her retrospective at the Met. (She humorously deems the honor an institution’s way of apologizing to older artists they have either forgotten or altogether neglected.) As Sara guides Julian to the dining room for dinner, she expresses disappointment — she doesn’t believe becoming a wallflower is the correct course of action for someone once suspended for bullying. Over a meal whose intimacy is signaled through warm lighting and close-up angles, Sara shares the tale of her childhood and how the compassion and courage of one boy saved her life. 

    White Bird then jumps back to the fall of 1942, where a young Sara (Ariella Glaser) enjoys what her older self now describes as a relatively spoiled youth in small-town France. She spends her days at school, drawing intricate doodles and crushing on Vincent (Jem Matthews), a popular boy. Though news of Nazi invasions dominate the news, occupation feels to the young girl like a distant issue unlikely to reach her corner of the world.

    But then Sara’s reality changes, slowly at first and then more dramatically. Shops she once frequented now have signs saying they do not serve Jewish people. Those she called friends treat her with an uncharacteristic frostiness. In heated late-night conversations, her parents, Max (Ishai Golan) and Rose (Olivia Ross), argue about whether or not to leave their town.

    The Nazi influence and presence in the area becomes still more apparent as the roundups begin, with soldiers barge into homes, offices and schools making violent arrests. Sara only narrowly escapes a frightening incursion at her own institution with the help of Julien (Orlando Schwerdt), a quiet boy left disabled by polio. He leads her through an underground labyrinth to the barn where she’ll live for years, gradually becoming part of his family. Julian’s mother Vivienne (Gillian Anderson) takes special care of Sara, keeping her fed, making her clothes and fiercely protecting her from the gaze of nosy neighbors who might be Nazi informants. 

    Forster’s steady direction keeps this thread of White Bird affecting even when it conforms to predictable narrative beats. Glaser and Schwerdt are a charismatic duo, and the specificity of the details about the constrictions of the Nazi state make their friendship more tactile and raises the movie’s stakes. It’s easy to believe that these children care for one other and that their interactions — whether in real life or in the cocoon of their imaginative play — deepen their understanding of each other and the world. 

    The same can’t be said for the flimsy framing narrative about the connection between an older Sara and her grandson. These scenes struggle to shake off the stiffness of vague platitudes and shallow character development. Whenever White Bird leaves a young Sara and Julien, whether to consider the changing sociopolitical landscape of Nazi-occupied France or to return to the present day, it loses its magic.

    That Julien’s meant to extract only lessons about kindness works less well here than in Wonder. If he were to become passionate for a particular cause, rather than just being asked to attend the blandly named Social Justice Club, the messages of White Bird might stick better and feel less manipulative. Instead, audiences are left with Sara’s contextless invocation of Martin Luther King Jr. — a figure whose quotes have been so watered down by general application that the force of their meaning, much like Sara’s story, is always at risk of being lost.

    Full credits

    Distributor: Lionsgate
    Production companies: Lionsgate, Participant, Kingdom Story Company, Media Capital Technologies, Mandeville Films, 2DUX² 
    Cast: Ariella Glaser, Orlando Schwerdt, Bryce Gheisar, Gillian Anderson, Helen Mirren
    Director: Marc Forster
    Screenwriters: Mark Bomback, R.J. Palacio (based on the book by)
    Producers: Todd Lieberman, p.g.a., David Hoberman, p.g.a., R.J. Palacio
    Executive producers: Jeff Skoll, Robert Kessel, Kevin Downes, Jon Erwin, Andrew Erwin, Renée Wolfe, Alexander Young, Mark Bomback, Kevan Van Thompson, Christopher Woodrow, Connor DiGregorio
    Director of photography: Matthias Königswieser
    Production designer: Jennifer Willians
    Costume designer: Jenny Beavan
    Editor: Matt Chessé, ACE
    Music: Thomas Newman
    Casting director: Kate Dowd, CDG

    Rated PG-13,
    2 hours

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    Lovia Gyarkye

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  • Mattel marks Barbie’s 65th birthday by creating dolls of iconic women

    Mattel marks Barbie’s 65th birthday by creating dolls of iconic women

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  • Why celebrities are “adopting” Israelis kidnapped by Hamas

    Why celebrities are “adopting” Israelis kidnapped by Hamas

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    A number of Hollywood celebrities are “adopting” people kidnapped by Hamas.

    From Michael Douglas to Helen Mirren, A-listers are posting photos and information about some of the around 240 people held hostage by the militant group in Gaza.

    The military arm of the Palestinian group launched an air and land attack in Israel on October 7, killing more than 1,400 and kidnapping others. Four of the hostages have been freed on medical grounds and one was rescued.

    [MAIN IMAGE] Michael Douglas attends a photocall at the 76th annual Cannes film festival on May 16, 2023 in France. [INSET IMAGE] A poster bearing a photo of Israeli hostage Dafna Elyakim is seen in Sydney, Australia on October 27. Douglas is one of many celebrities to call for the release of Israeli hostages by Hamas.
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    Israel retaliated against Hamas by launching “Operation Swords of Iron,” which has been a series of unrelenting air raids and ground operations in Gaza. More than 9,000 people have been killed since Israel began its attacks in Gaza and more than 130 in the occupied West Bank, according to The Associated Press.

    While celebrities have spoken out about the war and are divided on the topic, a number have taken to social media to call for the release of the hostages. They shared the official “kidnapped” posters of individuals being held hostage with information about them, from the Instagram account Kidnapped From Israel.

    The stars include Jamie Lee-Curtis, Zooey Deschanel, Andy Cohen, Brett Gelman, Dr. Phil, Skylar Astin, Howie Mandel, Brooklyn Peltz Beckham, Amy Schumer, Alyssa Milano, Mayim Bialik, Mandy Moore, Phil Rosenthal, Chelsea Handler, Uzo Aduba and Sharon Osbourne.

    Douglas shared three photos of a mother and her two children to his Instagram.

    “On October 7th, 2-year old Aviv, her 4-year old sister Raz, her mother Doron and grandmother Efrat were kidnapped from their home when Hamas terrorists invaded Israel. Aviv, Raz, their mother and grandmother are among over 229 hostages being held captive in Gaza in unknown conditions for over three weeks. Release Aviv, Raz, Doron and Efrat now!” Douglas wrote.

    But one website described the celebrities’ actions as “adopting” the hostages.

    Lior Zaltzman, deputy managing editor of Kveller, a Jewish parenting site, wrote by “putting out individual cries for their release,” the famous faces were thereby “adopting” the hostages.

    In Hebrew, the verb “to adopt” means the same thing as in English but also refers to “hug someone or something tight, close to one’s bosom,” according to the Jerusalem Prayer Team website.

    “It is actually saving a human being’s life… Perhaps it is not a coincidence that the root of this word shares the same spelling as the word o•metz which means: bravery, courage, and valor,” the website reads.

    Zaltzman explained to Newsweek that she chose to use the word “adopt” because “it felt right in that instance.”

    “There is something intimate in the action of taking on one face, one person, one story as your personal cause, especially from these incredibly recognizable celebrities,” she said. “But in doing this, celebrities aren’t necessarily taking ‘the side of Israel’…. a few of the celebrities in this project have called for a ceasefire and demanded humanitarian relief for Palestinians.”

    Celebrities have come out either supporting either Israel or Palestinians, including a long list of stars who signed an open letter to President Joe Biden calling for the release of the hostages.

    But many celebrities have also voiced their support for Palestinian people and called for a ceasefire in Gaza to allow humanitarian aid to enter.

    Former adult star Mia Khalifa has been one of the most vocal, as have supermodel sisters Bella and Gigi Hadid. Singer Zara Larsson and actress Tilda Swinton have also called for a ceasefire.

    “My thoughts are with all those affected by the unjustifiable tragedy, and every day that innocent lives are taken by this conflict—too many of which are children,” Gigi Hadid wrote on Instagram.

    “I have deep empathy and heartbreak for the Palestinian struggle and life under occupation, it’s a responsibility I hold daily. I also feel a responsibility to my Jewish friends to make it clear, as I have before: While I have hopes and dreams for Palestinians, none of them include the harm of a Jewish person.”

    Swinton signed an open letter calling for a ceasefire alongside more than 4,300 people in the arts and entertainment industries.

    “Our governments are not only tolerating war crimes but aiding and abetting them,” the letter read, and also condemned “every act of violence against civilians and every infringement of international law whoever perpetrates them.”