Catching Up with an Old Friend

image of actor James Franco, a young white man, walking through a crowd at the Cannes Film Festival; he is smiling broadly and wearing a black suit, white fedora, and reflective sunglasses
James Franco, at the Cannes Film Festival last week.

What—did you think James Franco wasn't going to promote and premiere his newest film, an adaptation of William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying that he wrote, directed, and stars in, wearing a fedora and reflective sunglasses? You're so weird.

* * *

I'm keen to see this film at some point. Whether it's good or bad, I suspect it will at least be interesting. (See: Generally why I am fascinated by James Franco.) I adore this lede in an LA Times piece about the film:
Even by the standards of 20th-century postmodernists, William Faulkner is considered a difficult, if not unfilmable, moviemaking challenge. His sentences can be fractured, his action can be interior and his points-of-view often splatter in 10 different directions.

So of course James Franco thought this was good movie material.
Because James Franco.

Shakesville is run as a safe space. First-time commenters: Please read Shakesville's Commenting Policy and Feminism 101 Section before commenting. We also do lots of in-thread moderation, so we ask that everyone read the entirety of any thread before commenting, to ensure compliance with any in-thread moderation. Thank you.

blog comments powered by Disqus