How do you follow up a massively successful, iconic, generation-defining album like “Born to Run?” How to even attempt to approach that level of stratospheric impact? Well, Thom Zimny’s documentary “The Promise: The Making of Darkness on the Edge of Town” made its way to Toronto last night to help answer those questions, and I knew I could count on The Wrap’s Steve Pond to be there, front and center, with a hell of a breakdown of the event (which probably had the biggest draw of the fest), the screening and Springsteen’s onstage “Mavericks” discussion with Edward Norton.
Most fascinating is the fact that the conversation (naturally) dealt with the impact of cinema on Springsteen’s work. “Martin Scorsese once said that the artist’s job is to get the audience to care about your obsessions,” he said. He called the small-town America of the 1960s and the rumbling underneath which Bob Dylan bubbled to the surface “Lynchian.” He counted the “dark, bloody” pictures of the 1970s as an influence, as well as the work of John Ford, and he outright called his albums “cinematic,” which is difficult to argue against.
It seems Robert Redford’s
As Kris mentioned earlier, reaction out of Toronto to Rowan Joffe’s
A quick round-up this morning. First, we already offered some reactions to Rowan Joffe’s
Last night’s North American premiere of
Yesterday’s
At Toronto today, a hand handful of distribution-seeking films hit and one potential cult favorite found a home. Let’s dig in…
More from Toronto tonight, so let’s dive in…
Moving along at Toronto, it seems Mitch Glazer’s
I’ve been hearing for a couple of months now that Matt Reeves’s
Things are slow moving at the start of this year’s fest. People are catching up with press screenings of this and that, some of them Venice or Telluride or Cannes, with a few Toronto first-timers thrown in.
This hurts my heart. Sure the
I had hoped Fox Searchlight would screen Tony Goldwyn’s 
So nine years ago yesterday I started a crappy, embarrassing little amateur site on Yahoo!’s now defunct Geocities platform and called it Oscar Central. It was a way to blow off steam in film school, maybe fold an offline hobby (Oscar-watching, predicting, obsessing) into an online community that seemed to already have healthy numbers. Plus, hey, it was the early years. I figured some low tech internet training was far from the worst thing I could be doing.
In the last couple of weeks the major fall film festivals have unveiled aggressively competitive line-ups, and the amount of potential awards product landing at