Saturday, May 21, 2011

50 in 2011: #12 & #13 - "When I Stop Talking You'll Know I'm Dead" Jerry Weintraub & "An Improvised Life" Alan Arkin

These two new memoirs have as little in common as any books can have that were written by two Hollywood veterans. Weintraub, the Brooklyn-born producer, has spent over 50 years in the business, managing the likes of Elvis, Sinatra and John Denver before producing successful movies like the Karate Kid and Ocean's 11 (remake) series. Arkin, Best Supporting Actor Academy Award-winner for Little Miss Sunshine, chronicles his education as an actor and his experience as an improviser and instructor and how those experiences metaphysically relate to his real life.

"When I Stop Talking..." is a very entertaining and glamourous series of memories that describe in fine detail the life and times of a successful movie producer. It's done in the same PG-13 way that his blockbusters turn out, loose and relaxed, but often without any nitty-gritty. He glosses over a two-year drug addiction with a throw-away bravado reference to quitting cold turkey. That and the minor role his children play in this life story, lead me to judge the author for what he leaves out more than for what he put in.

I kept comparing it to the great Robert Evans memoir "The Kid Stays in the Picture", which pulled no punches and showed how the fights between masters of the universe resulted in memorable features like "The Godfather" and "Chinatown". I highly recommend that book for Hollywood insider fans.

"An Improvised Life" comes from the other side of the spectrum - that warm, encouraging place where creativity flows and people are unlocking truths about themselves and their own perceptions while performing. Accessing these inner feelings is Arkin's goal as an improviser and frequent improvisational workshop leader. The first part of his book is devoted to the life and times history of his career, from early education and street life (hitchhiking cross-country on the promise of a scholarship as one of two boys allowed at an all-girls college) to working with Oscar winners and amateurs and how they both taught him.

He also talks about how the road life can be hard on a family, and, like, Weintraub, had a failed marriage at the start of his career. Arkin, however, speaks fondly of his children, actors themselves, and recalls in great detail, how their growth in their craft, and as people, have continuously shaped him in his adulthood.

It is his constant quest for learning and growing that make Arkin's book a different kind of page-turner than Weintraub's, which is as light as an episode Entourage, if not more authentic. As an improviser, as well as someone who works in the corporate-machine area of the business, I found his perspective valuable. It's good to know that there are artists at every level still striving for something true - beyond the commercial lie.

As a part-time improviser and full-time TV crew member, I often straddle the line (in my own self-eggrandizing way) between the "art" (mucking around at the PIT with my friends) and the "commerce" (pasting up "To Set" signs at 5 o'clock in the morning). As a sometime small-scale video producer/director, some of Weintraub's anecdotes are helpful AND entertaining - I specifically cite the "Firing Ferguson" chapter, on how the author talked an edgy and emotional John Denver out of several all ties by firing the fictional employee "Ferguson". The psychology of working on set to get things done, the all-business angle, is something we have to deal with, no matter how grandiose our dreams of making art un-compromised are. This is the side of the spectrum that Weintraub's life and book exist.

On the other side is Arkin's, which makes me want to be a better person.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

50 in 2011: #11 Tina Fey "Bossypants"

What's the opposite of a tell-all?

This show-biz memoir is low on show-biz and memoirable material. There's little biographical stuff here that hasn't been picked up in interviews, or by osmosis through her work. The most interesting chapters involve her career with Lorne Michaels, both at SNL and on 30 Rock.

Like her mentor, she has a shrewd sense of not overstaying her welcome, and with in mind, I think, she has avoided delving deep into her psyche with her first book. It's all cocktail party chatter and while the observations of everyday life and motherhood can be stirring, and are always funny, the detachment is there that prevents a strong, emotional connection.

The praise of Alec Baldwin's acting talent and his marketability to audiences and NBC-businessmen feel like they were earned (we're all aware of his talent) but inserted into the book so that Baldwin's assistant can assure him the compliments are there (to ease the tension the next, inevitable heartless contract renegotiation - which Fey refers to in the book as "Irish ball-breaking"). I highly doubt these are Tina's real thoughts about her costar (or any of the subjects covered, really).

While she's quick to share embarrassing stories and admit to humorous and no-doubt true faux pas, the revelations are measured and feel sanitized (like her show itself feels lately). I feel like we haven't gotten below the surface yet. The book was very funny, with many laugh out loud moments, which means, whenever her next book comes, I will definitely be reading. I just hope to see more of the author behind the comedy that we all relate to so much.

Special mention to the moments she spends referencing and skewering her mother's Greek heritage and her upbringing. There is a very funny moment, when Fey is weighing work v more kids at the end of the book, where she shares a babysitting story from the old neighborhood with the moral: either way, everything will be fine.

Her worrying stirs empathy and her wit is endearing and that's what we get from Bossypants.



50 in 2011: #9 & #10 Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince/Deathly Hallows

There were reports of people who suffered a sort of depression when coming down from the IMAX-3D experience of "Avatar". I felt a glimmer of it, myself, because the world was so fully-realized and engaging, I couldn't help it.

That has nothing on Harry Potter.

I was so excited to finish the series coming into the sixth book, I was more than half way through before I realized that the pile of completed HP books was much taller than the remaining unread. I was getting sad to finish but couldn't help but tear through them. For several reasons, I went through them as fast as I could comprehend everything: the obviously engaging page-turners that they are demanded it, hype for the final film installment was mounting and I was deathly afraid of over-done trailers and previews spoiling anything and also because preparation is continuing for this August's Potter-themed Camp Fatima session. 

Thus, finishing this series was an uncontrollable act of simultaneous compulsive entertainment, self-preservation and research.

I've already noted that I've seen all the movies before reading any of the books, which means that the latter half (even less, page-count wise) of Deathly Hallows was the only part of the story that I didn't already know. I was desperate to avoid spoilers and probably rudely cut off more than a fair share of conversations about the novels (that I probably initiated). I hate spoilers. 

It is rare today that a series earns the big moments it ends on and I am happy to say that I think Rowling certainly did so with DH. Though I'm used to things also ending nine times, it was refreshing that this one didn't. The battle. The resolution. The coda. The end. As a fan, I would love to see what happened to many of the characters not mentioned in the quaint little epilogue, but I respect the clean break the author is intending and her knowledge that she can't please everyone totally, including me (Where's Luna?).

This is the new Star Wars. I'm jealous of kids today who got this clean and weren't already disappointed by special editions and prequels. As books, movies and stories in general, they're of a higher quality and substance that Lucas ever could have imagined let alone executed. Yesterday's Jedi is today's wizard. 

I could say more about this series (and probably will as the summer rolls in), but for now, I'm going to hop under my cloak and head home to Hogwarts - I mean - Union.

Mischief managed.