February 3, 2006
Wow… You just don’t often see a good world-class fisking these days that doesn’t directly involve Iraq or Bush, but John Rogers over to Kung Fu Monkey has delivered a nice one on this year’s Oscar nominations and what really drives Hollywood agendas (it’s the money — duh, there’s a shocker.)
However, I think I finally understand — exactly –the tone of voice General Tommy Franks used when describing the REMF-platonic-ideal Doug Feith as the “fucking stupidest guy on the face of the earth.” It is not a snarl, nor a roar, but instead a sort of exhausted awe. Because I must say, I do think Jason Apuzzo of Libertas, the wee conservative film movement, possibly may be — and I do not offer this lightly — the fucking stupidest guy on the face of the earth.
Fortunately he warms to his topic from there, and at length — proving that what Hollywood needs most is more people who can write as well as Rogers…
March 16, 2005
In what may prove to be one of the most bone-headed PR moves since former veep Dan Quayle got into a running arguement with a sitcom character, the Vatican has decided that it needs to start actively refuting some of the plot twists in Dan Brown’s pseudo-historical potboiler, The Da Vinci Code.
The full scoop from The Guardian is here.
“Cardinal Tarcisio Bertone, the Archbishop of Genoa and a possible successor to the Pope, has been appointed by the Vatican to rebut what the Catholic church calls the “shameful and unfounded errors” contained within The Da Vinci Code. He is organising a series of public debates focusing on the conspiracy theories and what the Vatican sees as the blurring of fact and fiction at the heart of the thriller, the first of which will be held in Genoa tomorrow.”
Blurring fact and fiction in a thriller? Oh the humanity! Next thing you’re going to tell me is that Jack Ryan didn’t help a Soviet sub defect.
It’s not like most of the window dressing for Da Vinci Code hasn’t been around for a long time. For that matter, Brown even took enough editorial license with the various conceits and players that he managed to piss off most of the people who have been promoting those ideas for so long anyway.
Oh well, it could be worse—at least he doesn’t have to go rent a room from Salman Rushdie yet…
Of course, you just know deep within the bowels of Brown’s publishers (and Columbia Pictures, who have bought the movie rights), they’re sitting around chanting “You just can’t BUY publicity like this!”