Jude Law and Norah Jones arrive for the Cannes opening-night showing of their movie My Blueberry Nights. Norah Jones is in a movie now - hopefully she won't sing in it, otherwise the whole audience will nod off. And Jude - yeah, Jude got a taste of that already. Now he's pointing out women in the crowd that he's fucked. Randy sumbitch.
My Blueberry Nights, for the record, is a new movie by director Wong Kar-Wai. Kar-Wai is a Hong Kong fellow who makes these ravishing art-films that seem to go on forever with nothing happening. In the Mood For Love was his big masterpiece, and I have to say, it's kind of swoony (and I mean that as a compliment, so all you movie-snots can abstain from ripping me, 'kay?). Plus it had Tony Leung Chiu Wai in it - that's the hot Tony Leung, for those who get their Tony Leungs mixed up. This new one by Wong, however, is not impressing the critics. Irascible old Jeffrey Wells titled his review "My Blueberry Blahs" which apparently sums it up. Maybe they should've cast Sienna Miller instead of silly Norah Jones - would've lent the movie a nice meta-tension, given Sienna and Jude's history, plus there's a good chance they would've gotten back together, and frankly, I miss those two as a couple.
Thursday, May 17, 2007