Why, hello Margaret! Yes darling, half past five. Well, everyone, simply le tout Park Avenue and la creme de Hyannis! Well, the press table's going to be awfully crowded... but if you don't mind sharing a folding chair with Harper's Bazaar... Sing? Me? Heavens no, it's Edie's day, not mine... Although people can be so insistent, and I hate to disappoint. Twist my arm, blackmail me, threaten my very life, and who knows? You might get a verse of something...
I am a firm believer in serendipity- all the random pieces coming together in one wonderful moment, when suddenly you see what their purpose was all along.
From those "in the know," it is apparently those pesky missing years from the musical.
Post Act I, and Pre-Act II.
That's when this film takes place. (During intermission! )
In other words... It's how they got from "A" to "B." Could be very fascinating, and a nice companion piece to both the musical and the documentary. They all seem poised to complement each other nicely.
...as long as it's good, damn it! But Drew's got the look DOWN.
"Jaws is the Citizen Kane of movies."
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This film will cover those "missing" years. It will also go beyond the documentary/musical time frame. The bit I'm anticipating most is a scene of the nightclub act Edie did at Reno Sweeneys after her mother died.
Art has a double face, of expression and illusion.
I didn't think I would buy Drew Barrymore in this film at all (I was pulling for Toni Collette), but those pictures look astonishing and she seems to capture the air of Little Edie. Hope it's a good film.
"Some people can thrive and bloom living life in a living room, that's perfect for some people of one hundred and five. But I at least gotta try, when I think of all the sights that I gotta see, all the places I gotta play, all the things that I gotta be at"
Drew looks great, and it's a role that Lange can obviously nail, but I'm still worried about Drew's acting chops. Furthermore, Little Edie did not have a pronounced lisp (or any lisp at all, for that matter.)
"If you are going to do something, do it well. And leave something witchy."-Charlie Manson
Furthermore, Little Edie did not have a pronounced lisp (or any lisp at all, for that matter.)
Maybe that will finally give her reason to be taught to speak without it. I mean, I know it's kind of her trademark, but if it affects the character she needs to learn when to use it and when to lose it.
"I love talking about nothing. It is the only thing I know anything about." - Oscar Wilde
Get back to us when you manage to pull that stick out from deep inside your ass.
"Winning a Tony this year is like winning Best Attendance in third grade: no one will care but the winner and their mom."
-Kad
"I have also met him in person, and I find him to be quite funny actually. Arrogant and often misinformed, but still funny."
-bjh2114 (on Michael Riedel)
I'm interested to see if her accent evolves throughout the movie, rather than starting out chewy. I'd love to see it shift from Park Ave socialite who summers in the Hamptons and schools in CT to that really twisted version that 30 years of isolation can bring.
Art has a double face, of expression and illusion.
I think it's common to take on the accent of a new environment. Ten years in San Diego drastically morphed my Rhode Island accent into something new and different. Being back in RI for fifteen years has morphed it again into something even stranger.
I don't know of any recordings of Edie as a young girl but she grew up on Park Ave, not Long Island. I'd guess that she had a much more refined finishing school accent, probably closer to Jackie and Lee's, that became mixed with that distinct Long Island accent. I'm just supposing. Bit I can't imagine her speaking that way at Miss Porter's school and getting away with it.
There is one thing I find very interesting about the way Edie and her mother speak. Everything is described in absolute terms. Everything is "completely wonderful" or "completely awful" or "absolutely brilliant" or "entirely wrong." It's all extreme black or extreme white, nothing is just okay or a little annoying. It's either a disaster or it's the best.
I wonder if that's a class thing,where everything had to be perfect or it was unacceptable, which is ironic considering the conditions they lived in. Or is it just the particular penchant these two had for high drama.
Art has a double face, of expression and illusion.