Some more art by Jack Davis.
How did this movie poster come to be? From Wikipedia:
Consequent to that initial, negative critical reaction, United Artists withdrew the film from distribution, then analyzed the reviews for six months, concluding the failure was the misleading advertising campaign promoting the movie as a “detective story” — emphasizing the “Raymond Chandler” and “Philip Marlowe” names — to a too-narrow cinephile audience, thus, a new, mainstream advert campaign; Altman explained: “I had to prepare audiences for a movie that satirizes Hollywood and the entire Chandler genre. So I went to Mad magazine, and asked Jack Davis, the artist, to come up with a cartoon approach”.United Artists spent $40,000, and the New York City première was profitably and critically successful. Vincent Canby noted: “Don’t be misled by the ads, The Long Goodbye is not a put-on. It’s great fun and it’s funny, but it’s a serious, unique work”.
The Long Goodbye (film) [Wikipedia]
Hillary Flammond: My uncle was born in America.
Nick Rivers: Oh, really?
Hillary Flammond: But he was one of the lucky ones. He managed to escape in a balloon during the Jimmy Carter presidency.
When I read the news about L.A. Weekly film editor Scott Foundas becoming the new Associate Director of Programming at the Film Society of Lincoln Center, I quickly passed the article along to a New York friend who cares deeply about things related to film, society, film societies, etc. He’d already heard about it and was sanguine about the selection of Foundas:
I’m pretty happy about it … he’s no Kent Jones, but he’s smart and open-minded. Pretty much no one is Kent Jones.
Kent Jones? The name rang a distant bell, but I needed a Google assist to jog my memory: Tikka, tikka, tikka. No, not that Kent Jones. Ah, it must be this Kent Jones. Right, right, Kent Jones the film critic. Oh, how cool, he’s the guy who wrote and directed the documentary Val Lewton: The Man in the Shadows! Nice work, Kent Jones. And whoa, sorry about that BLOODBATH.
BRACE YOURSELF for more Berlin Wall-Fall 20th Anniversary triumphalism. Here’s the trailer for Martin Ritt’s 1965 adaptation of John le Carré’s Cold War spy novel The Spy Who Came in from the Cold. Ritt is a good director (I’m looking at you, Hud!), and I’m very fond of le Carré’s book. But I’ve never seen the film. Still, I’m pleased to see the trailer shows one of the harsher realities of life in a divided Germany: It’s easier to escape the East in a balloon than a bicycle.
Fun fact: John le Carré is the pen name of David Cornwell, who worked for MI5 and MI6 in the 1950s and 60s, including a stint in sexy, rathskeller-filled Berlin. For your eyes only, examine the secret le Carré/Cornwell dossier at Wikipedia.