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Now It’s Daniel Radcliffe’s Turn to Play Allen Ginsberg

James Franco. Hank Azaria. David Cross. Ron Livingston. It’s a broad range of actors who’ve been enlisted previously to play Beat icon Allen Ginsberg, none of them quite delivering the poet’s intellect and spirit opposite the, er, best minds of his generation. Now comes the news that Daniel Radcliffe will take a shot of his own at Ginsberg in director John Krokidas’s Kill Your Darlings . THR today followed up on news originally hinted at by MTV , confirming that the actor — who’s first post- Harry Potter role in The Woman in Black finally surfaces in theaters next month — will star opposite Elizabeth Olsen, Dane DeHaan and Jack Huston. Set in 1944, it revolves around a murder that “draws together the great poets of the beat generation: Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac and William Burroughs.” Radcliffe originally hesitated to commit to the project, but is enthusiastic enough. “It’s one of the things that’s on the table absolutely,” he told MTV. “It would be amazing and I’m very, very enthused for that script and that young director. It’s an independent film, it’s welcome to the world of independent film — from one day to the next it could happen or not happen. Until I’m there on the set, I’m not going to say anything about it.” Too late! And here I thought Radcliffe would never wear glasses for a role again. Look for KYD in theaters in 2013, meaning a possible fall 2012 festival run. Developing… [ THR , MTV ] [Photo: Getty Images] Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .

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Patton Oswalt Rounds Up Academy Snubculture For the Only Oscar Party Worth Attending

Thanks to the wonders of Twitter, we already know how Albert Brooks feels about this morning’s brutal Oscar-nomination snub. But how is the rest of the Academy’s snubculture faring? We may never know entirely, but at least their unofficial ambassador Patton Oswalt has the fan-fiction angle covered — and it sounds like this group has the Governors Ball beat. Join me for a drink at The Drawing Room, @AlbertBrooks ? Me and Serkis have been here since 6am. Tue Jan 24 15:22:50 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt @AlbertBrooks See you later tonight. Might be out of booze — Serkis has Pogues on the jukebox & Fassbender just showed up in a pirate hat. Tue Jan 24 16:22:01 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt @AlbertBrooks Oh shit — we’re DEFINITELY going to run out of booze. Charlize & Tilda just pulled up in a stolen police car. Tue Jan 24 16:30:59 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt @AlbertBrooks Dude, GET DOWN HERE. Gosling is doing keg stands and Olsen & Dunst LITERALLY just emerged from a shower of rose petals. Tue Jan 24 16:41:17 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt @AlbertBrooks Nolte & Plummer just drove past, mooning us. Serkis & Tilda are signing “Is There Life on Mars?” Tue Jan 24 16:44:21 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt @AlbertBrooks Oops — Von Trier just pulled up in a pass van dressed as Goering. “Let’s go to Legoland!” With a boozy hurrah, we’re out! Tue Jan 24 16:46:44 via Twitter for iPhone Patton Oswalt pattonoswalt

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‘WHERE THE F–K IS DRAKE?’ When Rappers Are Tardy to Sundance…

“Aziz [Ansari], barely audible over the jabbering crowd and telling jokes skewering everything from the gay hookup app Grindr to the sanctity of marriage, is bombing terribly. He’s visibly annoyed. All of a sudden, Cuba Gooding Jr. bum-rushes the stage out of nowhere, snatches Aziz’s microphone, and yells, ‘Everybody, shut the FUCK up! Have some respect for the black men onstage.’ Aziz —who is Indian— looks baffled, and when Cuba exits, remarks, ‘Y’all would be paying more attention if we were showing Boat Trip up here!’ Aziz: 1, Cuba: 0.” [ Sundance Channel / Daily Beast ]

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Breaking: Michigan is Not Hollywood

“Evidence continues to mount that Michigan’s budding film industry really was no such thing. Would-be moguls scatter as soon as a new governor deep-sixes the nation’s leading incentive program because it amounts to cutting Hollywood checks for money spent here, not capital invested. Now a state-of-the-art studio backed by savvy businessmen with names like Al Taubman and John Rakolta is on track to miss payments to bondholders, often a fraught tripwire on the way to bankruptcy. Not much of an industry, that. Not if you understand the word to imply a modicum of permanent investment — the kind Taubman, Rakolta & Co. assumed with their backing of Raleigh Studios in Pontiac — instead of a traveling minstrel show partly financed by starstruck taxpayers.” But! They’ll always have 30 Minutes or Less . [ The Detroit News ]

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VIDEO: The Only Jackass/Vertigo Mash-Up You’ll Ever Need

If Kim Novak sincerely thought that hearing music cues from Vertigo in The Artist was tantamount to artistic “rape,” then wait until she gets a look at the expropriation binge underway at Press Play . The site, known for its terrific video essays on all things film, is in the waning hours of a ” Vertigo ed” contest that has found Bernard Herrmann’s celebrated “Scene D’Amour” theme applied to everything from Star Wars to Freddy Got Fingered to — praise God — Jackass 2 . Check out the latter, priceless, obviously NSFW clip below, and find dozens more (and/or submit your own) videos over at Press Play. Happy Friday! You were done working for the most part anyway, right?

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TRAILER: Barry Bostwick Is a Werewolf-Hunting Roosevelt in FDR: American Badass

We’re going to be seeing a run of Lincoln films in the near future, but did Lincoln ever fight werewolves while rolling in a wheelchair tricked out with machine guns? I daresay he did not. (I mean sure, hunted vampires. But vampires are so 2008.) You know who did? Franklin Delano Roosevelt, that’s who! At least, according to this new trailer for FDR: American Badass , which gleefully posits an alternate telling of American history. Written by Ross Patterson and directed by Garrett Brawith, FDR: American Badass stars Barry Bostwick as FDR, the POTUS who, the trailer tells us, contracted polio from the bite of a werewolf. A Nazi werewolf. The affliction keeps him in a wheelchair and fuels his desire to bring down the Axis powers with the help of General Douglas MacArthur, or “Dougie Mac” ( Ray Wise ) and Eleanor Roosevelt (Lin Shaye). William Mapother can also be seen as FDR’s doctor, while Kevin Sorbo is on the cast list as… wait for it… Abraham Lincoln. Peter Webber may have scored Tommy Lee Jones to play MacArthur in his Matthew Fox-starring Emperor , but do you think Jones’s General will have lines to rival “Shut the fuck up, Einstein!”? (I mean, maybe he will! We can always hope.) Patterson and Brawith previously collaborated on Poolboy: Drowning Out the Fury , starring Sorbo and Danny Trejo, so they seem to have a knack for getting stars of yesteryear onboard with these neo-B movies. FDR: American Badass doesn’t currently have a release date set, so cross your fingers for an update soon. Because any president that endorses the Loko has my vote.

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Megan Fox vs. Lindsay Lohan: Who’d You Rather (Play Liz Taylor)?

Last week came news that perennial problem starlet Lindsay Lohan was in talks to play screen icon Elizabeth Taylor in Lifetime’s Liz and Dick biopic, which would mark some sort of career rejuvenation for the troubled La Lohan. But wait! It seems other actresses are also up for the role, including Transformers / Passion Play star Megan Fox . E! uncovered the role rivalry last weekend when the film’s executive producer, Larry Thompson, let spill that he’s “in conversations” with more than just Lohan, whose ongoing legal woes may complicate production, set to begin in the spring. “I’ve been talking to Lindsay Lohan directly, and with her reps,” he said, “and have been in conversations with other actresses, including Megan Fox.” But lest you think Thompson isn’t taking this casting bit seriously enough or is hedging his bets against Lohan, he really set the record straight about this Lifetime original movie film. “It’s a very serious selection. It’s like casting for Hollywood royalty.” Fox may have the natural dark-haired loveliness of Taylor over Lohan, but Lohan — despite films like I Know Who Killed Me and that one where she got pregnant and went straight to DVD — has demonstrated far better acting chops. I can’t believe we’re actually considering a future where either Megan Fox or Lindsay Lohan are going to play Elizabeth Taylor for a TV movie, so maybe it doesn’t even really matter. Anyways. With the Liz casting seemingly up in the air, chime in: Who should get the gig? • Lindsay Lohan, Look Out: Megan Fox Also in Talks to Play Elizabeth Taylor [E!]

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Will This Sexy Magazine Cover Land Michelle Williams an Oscar?

Over at Awards Daily, Sasha Stone forwards an interesting theory : “There is a school of thought where Oscar is concerned that goes like this: You can win if you can give them rock hard erections.” The latest in said awards trend, it would seem, is the February cover spread in GQ in which My Week with Marilyn ‘s Michelle Williams poses in lingerie as the magazine’s headline screams “Who Knew Michelle Williams Had This Body?” It’s a far cry from Williams’ perpetual pixie-mom persona, the one she broke out in her Golden Globe acceptance speech last weekend. But is her skin-baring the key to getting that coveted Oscar nomination/win ? Behold the press-shy Williams with a pseudo-Marilyn bedroom coif, selling sex with the vulnerable eyes of a deer. A very sexy deer, mind you (images via Just Jared ): Now, the PR move prompts a few questions: Is this really a historic, proven trend among female Oscar nominees? (See: Kate Winslet ‘s nude Vanity Fair spread, evidence in Stone’s theory, which may or may not have helped convince Oscar voters that her turn in The Reader was worth honoring.) Why won’t Meryl Streep (or Viola Davis, as Stone notes) take the same tack? And how far does a spread focusing on Williams’ sexiness and bare body help further the sentiment that she’s a great actress who turned in one of the best performances of the year? (Have the GQ readers who’d bite at this headline even seen My Week with Marilyn ?) I’m partly skeptical because the GQ cover isn’t particularly great, taking nothing away from Williams’ loveliness. My favorite image of the bunch above is the mirror shot, which allows that great face to convey real vulnerability and fragility — as if Williams had a moment of clarity, standing in front of a photographer in her see-through nightie, realizing that life as a would-be Oscar honoree on the campaign trail isn’t so wildly different from that of the doomed Monroe, compulsively and self-consciously putting on a pout for the cameras. Yes, sex sells. But does it really win Oscars? We shall see… [ To clarify: The Oscar nominations are announced Jan. 24; member voting closes Feb. 21. ] [ Awards Daily , Just Jared ]

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Weekend Receipts: Mark Wahlberg, Contraband Smuggle Away to No. 1

A slightly above-average weekend at the box office abated further talks of a moviegoing slump (for now), with a proven star and a buffed-out Disney classic teaming up in the top two. Mission: Impossible continued its formidable hold, meanwhile, barely suppressing a certain Joyful Noise . Your Weekend Receipts are here. 1. Contraband Gross: $24,100,000 (new) Screens: 2,863 (PSA $8,418) Weeks: 1 This week’s Mark Wahlberg action-thriller — based on the 2008 international hit Reykjavik-Rotterdam — fared better than expected, potentially opening up a lucrative trend in Icelandic remakes. I nominate Dagur Kári’s Nói albinói , the white-knuckle tale of a sensitive young man’s coming of age in a remote fishing village (pop. 957). Could be huge . 2. Beauty and the Beast 3D Gross: $18,490,000 (new) Screens: 2,625 (PSA $7,044) Weeks: 1 People will fucking watch anything, I swear. 3. Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol Gross: $11,500,000 ($186,747,000) Screens: 3,346 (PSA $3,437) Weeks: 5 (Change: -42.1%) Hell, yes, Paula Patton was drunk at last night’s Golden Globe Awards — drunk on being the female lead in the biggest hit of the 2011-12 holiday session . Like any of us would have managed any better. 4. Joyful Noise Gross: $11,345,000 (new) Screens: 2,735 (PSA: $4,148) Weeks: 1 The Queen Latifah/Dolly Parton church-choir escapade narrowly missed a third-place finish. One look at Parton, and the film’s competitive shortcoming is clear: Needed more IMAX . 5. Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows Gross: $8,410,000 ($170,010,000) Screens: 3,155 (PSA $2,666) Weeks: 5 (Change: -38.6%) 6. The Devil Inside Gross: $7,900,000 ($46,247,000) Screens: 2,551 (PSA $3,097) Weeks: 2 (Change: -76.6%) Sherlock Holmes ‘s continued, steady representation in the top five should not be overlooked, but the real congratulations are in order to the abysmally reviewed , popularly loathed found-footage pustule on the heel of contemporary Hollywood for making it into the top 20 biggest week-two drops ever . We all knew you could do it. [Figures via Box Office Mojo ] Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .

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REVIEW: Sing Your Song Doesn’t Need to Tease Greatness Out of Harry Belafonte — It’s Already There

It takes at least two things to make a terrific documentary: A great subject and a light but deft touch. Susanne Rostock’s Sing Your Song , which traces the career of Harry Belafonte with a specific focus on the singer and actor’s social activism, certainly has the former — it’s the latter that’s lacking. But if nothing else, Sing Your Song works as a testament to Belafonte’s drive and dedication to causes well outside the usual goals of simply making money. If you don’t know much about Belafonte beyond the fact that he was that great-looking guy who had a hit in the ’50s with “The Banana Boat Song,” Rostock’s documentary is as good a place as any to start. Sing Your Song is simply conceived and constructed: Rostock (making her directing debut, though she’s been editing documentaries for years) uses on-camera interviews with Belafonte, as well as voice-over narration, to frame a selection of television and news clips and still photographs. The story doesn’t need much embellishment: Belafonte was born in Harlem in 1927, though he spent a portion of his childhood with his grandmother, in Jamaica. He served in the Navy during World War II, and afterward became involved, along with his friend Sidney Poitier, with the American Negro Theater. Belafonte also studied acting at the New School, along with Poitier, Marlon Brando, Walter Matthau and Bernie Schwartz (the last better known as Tony Curtis). He began singing in clubs in New York in the early 1950s. And when he saw Huddie Ledbetter on stage one evening, he was inspired to start researching folk music himself, not just purely American folk music, but that of other countries as well — his 1956 album Calypso was the first LP to sell more than 1 million copies. ( Sing Your Song includes a TV clip of ’50s talk-show host Steve Allen passing one framed gold record after another into Belafonte’s arms.) Belafonte appears to have become a social activist without even knowing it, inspiring outrage in an extremely segregated America without even trying. In Robert Rossen’s 1957 Island in the Sun, his character’s romance with a white woman (played by Joan Fontaine) spurred controversy, though it also boosted ticket sales. Racism was still a huge problem — perhaps even a bigger problem — in 1968, when Petula Clark, performing on television with Belafonte, dared to take his arm. The outcry from advertisers and the public was deafening. Sing Your Song suggests that all of these experiences helped shape Belafonte’s political sensibility, goading him into action instead of just accepting injustice. Rostock includes interviews with significant figures of the civil rights movement, among them Julian Bond, who explains how much it meant to see Belafonte on television in the 1950s: “You’d call your neighbor – ‘Colored on TV!’ It was so rare.” And Belafonte himself explains how he became drawn to the civil rights cause: Martin Luther King Jr. set up a meeting with him, assuring him it wouldn’t take long. Four hours later, Belafonte emerged, ready to do anything necessary to get the point across to the rest of the nation. Sing Your Song is most potent in dealing with Belafonte’s activism during the ’50s and ’60s, becoming murkier and more disorganized when Rostock heads into the Watergate era. It’s not that Belafonte’s work became less visible or less significant at that point, but Rostock presents those years as a blurry laundry list, whirring from Belafonte’s efforts to end hunger in Ethiopia to his anti-Apartheid activities to his involvement in the turmoil in Haiti in the mid-1990s. By the last third, Sing Your Song begins to feel more like a promotional film — promoting activism, if nothing else — than a well-rounded portrait. Still, it’s valuable for both the vintage footage Rostock has collected and for the observations provided by Belafonte, who is as charming, handsome and persuasive in his mid-80s as he ever was. When he speaks about his recent efforts to end gang violence in Los Angeles, he says, “I’m still looking to fix these things I thought we fixed 50 years ago.” Retirement, apparently, isn’t an option. Follow Stephanie Zacharek on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .

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