There will be a number of post-Golden Globes parties tonight — Summit, Warner Bros., Fox, Weinstein, etc. — but a pair of studios did it up Saturday night in honor of their nominees.
First at the Chateau Marmont, Paramount toasted its stable with a star-studded, paparazzi-snapping affair. Actually, it wasn’t the least bit comfortable. Talk about over-invited. In the inner sanctum, surrounded by Martin Scorsese, Robert De Niro, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kate Winslet, Benicio Del Toro, Vera Farmiga, Anna Kendrick, Mike Tyson (who wasn’t on the list, but would you turn him away?), George Clooney, Chris Pine, Tobey Maguire, etc., breathing, let alone moving more than two inches, was a chore. Jason Reitman was on hand early on but had to take off for the LAFCA gala before long. Luckily, he missed that fire hazard.
I got a few seconds with Farmiga, who was excited to say hello to Scorsese again. Anne Kendrick and her beau Edgar Wright smartly made their way to a secondary room at one point where we had a nice chat. Wright was, of course, being hit up by “Scott Pilgrim” queries left and right. From the youngsters, that is. The crowd was largely, shall we say, octogenarian. Plenty of HFPA and Academy members scattered throughout. And Kendrick, bless her heart, didn’t even want to talk about the “O-word.”
Michael Douglas was robbed.
After spending some time this summer watching some excellent films on DVD, I was inspired to write this piece about the great actors’ (living, with one exception) greatest performances.
This is kind of a bummer. I was actually really looking forward to “The Wolf Man,” starring Benicio Del Toro in the classic monster role and sure to be a showcase for makeup artist Rick Baker (not to mention design heads Rick Heinrichs and Milena Canonero.

The first time I saw “Che”
A little late coming around to the Online Film Critics Society nominations, but eh, nothing terribly unique about them, beyond mentions for Benicio Del Toro in lead actor and “The Wrestler” in Best Pic (which led the field with five nominations). I also like the novel choice of “Let the Right One In” as an adapted screenplay nominee (well, 

“Nothing if not the movie of the year,” wrote Scott Foundas in LA Weekly.
Slim pickings today, but then what did you expect? Think of this as your leftover turkey sandwich.
Most biographical films tend to play like sort of a “greatest hits” of that person’s life, and sadly much of the negative of that life is left out. Sir Richard Attenborough is most guilty of this with “Gandhi,” his hugely overrated epic about the Mahatma, who did everything short of walking on water in the film. The man was human, and by all historical accounts, had his issues, yet not one of them is in the film.
Four days and three screenings into the 2008 AFI Fest, I’m one-for-two and looking to add to the “win” column as much as possible in the next week. It hit me this afternoon, though, that no two films could be better suited to an introductory update from the festival, two exercises in subverting the conventions of the biopic. One succeeds, one fails, but both maintain a certain spirit that you don’t find in the work of many filmmakers today. And interestingly, both are set for distribution by the always courageous IFC Films.
Since its contentious debut at Cannes in May, Steven Soderbergh’s “Che” has attained a reputation in certain quarters as some kind of intimidating four-hour monolith, even a grand folly. The 252-minute running time is invariably the first detail given about the film, a figure that seems to awe and repel people in equal measure.
Well, I made my calls (since that 
The Best Actor category tends to be one of the more crowded categories come Oscar time, and 2008 looks to be no exception. To be sure, there are a handful of frontrunners as usual, but hovering behind them are another group, more than eight who could easily sneak in and nab a nomination. Last year Tommy Lee Jones was nominated for his powerful work in “The Valley of Elah,” a richly deserved nod, but completely unexpected by the majority of prognosticators. I remember smiling when I heard his name read, but it was a huge surprise.