Hollywood vampires

“There has been a cultural shift in Hollywood where the size of a party doesn’t show how much you believe in a movie anymore. A party is not going to sell movie tickets.” — Rob Moore, Paramount worldwide marketing and distribution chief quoted in a N.Y. Times story by Laura M. Holson called “Hollywood Diet: Cutting Back on the Big Parties.”
There is an entire culture of Hollywood party vampires in Los Angeles, New York and — for the time being — Cannes who will definitely feel deflated after reading this story. I know lots and lots of them. They’re all great to chit-chat with, but they never seem to attend all that many screenings at film festivals. Their days are largely about getting up late, lunching at 1 or 2 pm, getting dressed and around 3 or 4 pm, warming up in the early evening and then…three guesses and the first two don’t count.
Free drinks, hors d’oeuvres and buffet dinners for this crowd are like warm virgin’s blood to Christopher Lee in The Horror of Dracula.

4 thoughts on “Hollywood vampires

  1. Jeffrey – why are you spending time posting this nonsense when you could (should) be writing about the actual films you have seen at the festival? Where are your thoughts on the Death Proof extended cut? Or did you blow that off with the press conference with Mr. “Empty Cinema” Tarantino? Speaking of empty, this site turning into the blog equivalent of Norbit. C’mon, man, you are at Cannes!

  2. I wonder if Ben Affleck, being the good, well-spoken “liberal” that he is (or was, briefly) felt any shame about being part of the $5 million party for “Pearl Harbor.” I wonder if there was a moment where he thought to himself, “Geez, five million dollars for this party? For me and Kate and…and the other people? Uh, well, the movie? Let’s face it: kind of a bust. (Though I have to admit, I look good, boy! Oh, I look good!) Still, five-large for this party? Er, maybe that’s, I dunno, excessive?”
    Naaaaahhhh! He didn’t think that! He’s Ben Affleck! Oscar-winner! Stud. “If they wanna spend five million on me, baby, best you believe I’m worth it! I’m Ben. I am fucking BEN baby! FIVE million? Why not FIFTY?”

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