Down and Dirty Pictures: Miramax, Sundance and the Rise of Independent Film
In the late 1980s a generation of filmmakers began to flower outside the Hollywood studio system and in the following decade, the independent film movement bloomed. Dozens of lesser-known filmmakers such as Steven Soderbergh and Quentin Tarantino began walking away with coveted prizes at Cannes and eventually the Academy Awards. Many of these directors were discovered at Robert Redford’s Sundance Film Festival and then scooped up by Harvey and Bob Weinstein, whose company Miramax laid waste to the competition. In Down and Dirty Pictures, Peter Biskind tells the incredible story of these filmmakers, the growth of Sundance into the premier showcase of independent film, and the meteoric rise of the controversial Weinstein brothers who left a trail of carnage in their wake yet created an Oscar factory that is the envy of the studios.
I’ve found something funnier than Henry Cavill’s bearding.
I’m still wishing the Cunt Awards might become a legitimate thing.
My 2017 nominees;
TV show: Game of Thrones
It got shit, admit it
Movie: It’s between Wonder Woman for rewriting history and Beauty and the Beast for existing.
BATB for existing.
Cinema Sins was correct with aplomb on this.
Musician: All of them except Taylor.
E-celeb: Kylie Jenner.
Congratulations, your family gave you everything in the world but love and you still managed to get knocked up out of wedlock by a black guy. However, unlike trailer trash you’ve mutilated your face and body to look like your future child.
Members of the Public: Remoaners.
Give it up already.
Unfunniest cunt: James Corden.
You are not a comedian, you are a pig.
Cunty moment of the year: The gushing over Wonder Woman.
Gadot, while lovely, doesn’t have a waist.
Cunty Lifetime Achievement Award: Meryl Streep.
Finally, we can all agree.
Cunt of the Year: Benedict Cumberbatch.
For not knowing how lucky he is for his weird face and never shutting the fuck up.
We get it, you care.