With both an Oscars appearance and a No. 1 movie within the last month, Jonah Hill’s 2012 is on pace to exceed even his stellar 2011. And the folks behind The Sitter know it, dropping the David Gordon Green-directed comedy on DVD and Blu-ray this week for prime placement amid Jonahmania. But they also know, as Green mentioned in interviews last year, that the 81-minute movie yielded a trove of deleted scenes — one of which Movieline is debuting right here and now. Behold J.B. Smoove breaking up a conference between Hill’s hapless babysitter Noah and the film’s drug dealer freak-o Karl (Sam Rockwell). Or maybe Smoove’s character is the freak-o. Or maybe both of them are. There is no shortage of freak-os in this clip, is what I’m trying to say (it’s mostly SFW, for the record): Who hasn’t been there? Right? OK. Stay tuned for more coverage of The Sitter in this week’s installment of Inessential Essentials at Movieline. Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
In strict dramatic terms, almost nothing occurs in the Dardenne brothers’ The Kid with a Bike . Some characters show a lack of empathy, even cruelty, but there’s more than enough kindness elsewhere to make up for it, and the terrible things you fear might happen simply don’t. Those qualities make the movie seem slight, almost inconsequential, as if the merest breeze would blow it off-course. But the real strength of The Kid with a Bike is the cautious but generous warmth of its storytelling. Not much happens in The Kid with a Bike , but it leaves you grateful that the worst doesn’t happen — with these characters, you might not be able to bear it. The Kid with a Bike starts out as your standard child-at-risk story. Cyril (played by the fine young actor Thomas Doret, in his debut) is an 11-ish redhead with a buzz cut who’s in perpetual movement from the movie’s first minute: Peripatetic, quizzical and persistent, Cyril is obsessed with reconnecting with his father (played by Dardennes regular Jérémie Renier), who has essentially abandoned him to a local home for displaced or problem kids. Cyril also wants his bike back — he believes it’s still in the apartment his father has recently also abandoned — and with the help of a quietly compassionate hairdresser he meets by chance, Samantha (Cécile De France, in a relaxed but extremely focused performance), he does get it back. Recognizing, in some basic, primal way, that he’s found someone who might be able to give him the care and affection he needs, Cyril latches onto her, figuratively and even at one point literally — he clamps his arms around her in an ironclad, monkeylike embrace. He also makes a bold request, asking her outright if she’ll let him live with her on the weekends, even though she barely knows him. With no hesitation she agrees. But even under Samantha’s guidance and care, Cyril is still something of a lost kid, which causes him to fall under the spell of a local hood, who hopes to enlist him in a life of petty crime. On the basis of previous pictures like The Son or L’Enfant , you might think Jean-Pierre and Luc Dardenne would lean heavily on the suspense card: The Belgian writing-directing duo aren’t exactly the cheeriest guys on the planet, and if they were to follow their more dour instincts, they might have fixated on the question of whether or not Cyril would succumb to thuggery. But they’re after something more delicate here, and if it doesn’t completely work — the movie is so muted it comes off as being a bit wayward in its emotional and narrative focus — there’s still something admirable in their outright rejection of desolation and despair. (The picture won the Grand Jury Prize at Cannes last May.) The ending of The Kid with a Bike holds out a very real possibility for redemption. It doesn’t hurt that the picture, set in an unnamed provincial town and filmed in some gorgeously bucolic parts of Belgium, is also beautifully shot (by DP Alain Marcoen): The images have a clean, crisp, no-nonsense look that’s almost a metaphorical counterpart to Cyril’s confident physicality as he whizzes from here to there. Doret, for all his preternatural confidence in this role, is still an unassuming and sympathetic presence. With that strawberry-blond perpetual-summer haircut, and a reckless scattering of freckles across his nose, he looks like the kind of kid you’d see on a ’50s bread wrapper. But his face is solemn and purposeful, and his mannerisms are too: When he makes or takes a call on his cell phone, he conveys information with just-the-facts-ma’am efficiency. His body is gangly and puppet-like in that pre-adolescent way, but every movement is resolute: When he chases after the various kids who, repeatedly, try to steal his precious bike, he throws off sparks of grim determination, like a single-minded marathon runner. Maybe, in the end, he outruns the movie. But it’s hard to take your eyes off him as he sprints into the distance. [Editor’s note: This review appeared earlier, in a slightly different form, in Stephanie Zacharek’s 2011 Cannes Film Festival coverage .] Follow Stephanie Zacharek on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
What is the color of democracy? Would you believe brown? At least that’s what it looks like here at Movieline, where our inaugural Soily Awards for the worst in cinema roll on today with the distinguished Brown Note — the totally free, 100-percent reader-generated prizes now open to your vote. While certain other, more over-the-hill awards want to charge you as much as $40 for the “privilege” of voting for the cinematic fails of 2011, the Soilies not only charge nothing, but also solicit write-in votes for noteworthy crap not recognized by our esteemed Brown-Ribbon Panel. The polls are open immediately and and will remain so for a week, until March 21 at midnight EDT/ 9 p.m. PDT . The first-ever Soily winners will then be announced on March 23 . Have a look back at the six voting categories and official nominees reprinted here, and vote away below that. And please spread the word! Check out the Soilies on Facebook and campaign for your Soily favorites with the #Soilies hashtag on Twitter. Thanks! The Soily for Worst Picture of 2011 The most appalling, misconceived and/or unpleasant-to-watch film of 2011. The more ambitious/pretentious, the better. Take Our Poll The Soily for Achievement in Bad Directing The director of the most appalling, misconceived and/or unpleasant-to-watch film of 2011 — or maybe just most appalling director? (NOTE: The award will be named after its inaugural winner.) Take Our Poll The Soily for Achievement in Bad Acting A unisex award recognizing the worst and/or least inspired performance by any actor in any film in 2011. Take Our Poll The Brown Paycheck Achievement in Bad Acting A unisex award recognizing the most lopsided ratio of salary to quality. Take Our Poll The Shart Prize A film that seemed like it might be bad but turned out much, much more aromatically awful than anyone could have imagined. Take Our Poll The Shit-the-Bed Award Arguably the most prestigious Soily, this honor goes to the movie that, despite its pedigree and everything it had going for it on paper, nevertheless resulted in a massive failure to move the cultural needle or achieve anything remotely resembling entertainment. Take Our Poll PREVIOUSLY: Introducing the Soily Awards, Movieline’s Inaugural Tribute to Cinema’s Worst Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
Another day, another Natalie Portman authenticity scandal. But this one isn’t about how much dancing the Oscar-winner did or didn’t do in Black Swan ; it’s of even more significance, to a certain segment of the movie-going audience: Did Portman use a butt double in her upcoming medieval comedy, Your Highness ?
In case that first red-band trailer for Your Highness didn’t sell you on Danny McBride’s ability to play a lecherous medieval prince, Universal has released a second red-band trailer for David Gordon Green’s fantasy comedy due in theaters April 8. In the second red-band promo ( third trailer total ), Natalie Portman plants a kiss on Danny McBride and a gaggle of topless nymphs chase James Franco through the woods, but does the studio accidentally uncover a major plot twist that could spoil the movie for viewers?
Besides Fox Searchlight’s surprising acquisition of Martha Marcy May Marlene , high-profile sales at Sundance slowed some yesterday. There were a few pick-ups, including Ridley Scott’s You Tube project and a New York Times documentary, but the bigger deals yesterday seemed to be for remake rights to documentaries. Danny McBride and David Gordon Green even got in on the action! Details on all of the business after the jump, including more Elizabeth Olsen.
Posted onDecember 21, 2010by|Comments Off on The 10 Most Anticipated Movies and TV Shows for 2011 — Mike’s Picks
To be honest, I hadn’t given a lot of thought to anything coming up in 2011. Usually, I wait until the last minute to think about anything — Christmas gifts? That’s Thursday’s problem! — let alone a movie that might still be twelve months away. Now, being forced at gunpoint (figuratively; a literal description would be more my Gchat being on a constant loop with the words, “Where’s your list?!”), to look ahead to 2011, there are quite a few things that I’m excited about for the New Year. Admittedly, I’d like to throw on a few movies that you’ve never heard of — just to create the illusion that I possess some sort of eclectic knowledge to make myself feel better — but that would be lying. So here’s my actual, make-fun-of-it-if-you-want list.
Posted onDecember 21, 2010by|Comments Off on Natalie Portman Loses Her Thong in Green-Band Trailer for Your Highness
As if on cue , Universal has released a new trailer for Your Highness , the medieval stoner comedy from David Gordon Green starring likely Oscar nominees Natalie Portman and James Franco. Let’s just get this out of the way pre-jump: Norbit , Norbit , Norbit , Norbit . Outstanding! Now onto the trailer.