<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, the brave one]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, the brave one]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/thebraveone http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/thebraveone <![CDATA[American Moviegoers Embrace Jodie Foster's Vigilantism]]> the-brave-one.jpgEven though most domestic entertainment consumers chose to spend the entire weekend researching their Emmy pool picks, the multiplexes remained open, hoping to lure those fatigued from the demanding intellectual exercise with pleasant, air-conditioned places in which to take study breaks. These are the weekend numbers:

1. The Brave One - $14.015 million
For a second straight weekend, American moviegoers largely ignored the big-screen product the studios dumped into theaters, showing roughly the same level of grudging interest in Jodie Foster's vigilante gunplay as they did in Russell Crowe and Christian Bale's period drama about the obstacles facing commuters in the Old West. But as pointed out by our east-coasted siblings at Gawker, at least one high-profile movie fan was excited about The Brave One's achievement, celebrating Foster's claiming of the top spot with this classy tribute.

2. 3:10 to Yuma - $9.150 million
Spoiler alert: Though each scene shared by dangerous outlaw Russell Crowe and desperate, peg-legged rancher Christian Bale crackles with sexual tension (especially with the looming threat that Crowe's stalkerish, estranged lover might appear at any moment heightening our anticipation), our grizzled heroes never do get around to booking a sleeper car on that mid-afternoon train to Yuma to further explore their complicated relationship.

3. Mr. Woodcock - $9.1 million
The weak recent openings for both Balls of Fury and Woodcock probably means that one-sheet designers will abandon the testicular imagery that was red-hot just a couple of weeks ago.

4. Dragon Wars - $5.376 million
We don't want to live in a world where Robert Forster can't open a South Korean dragon epic to at least $10 million.

5. Superbad - $5.2 million
We're fresh out of penis-doodle and menstrual blood jokes, so let's move along to the rest our day, shall we?

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<![CDATA[She's just that good: Always-quotable feminine-cleanliness...]]> foster-brave.jpgShe's just that good: Always-quotable feminine-cleanliness enthusiast Terence Howard compares working with Jodie Foster on The Brave One to marching with Martin Luther King. [Yahoo! News]

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<![CDATA[On Forgiveness, Death Wishes, And Horny Grandparents]]> vanessa-hudgens.jpg· Maybe we spoke too soon about Vanessa Hudgens' fans forgiving her for those nudie pics.
· Mercifully, new graphic-fucking-positive HBO drama Tell Me You Love Me will go easy on the septuagenarian ugly-bumping: "Explicit scenes of young, lithe bodies having it in many places and in all manners, including solo, are plentiful in the first few episodes. Yet when it comes to a white-haired, elderly couple, the camera looks away, sparing viewers the shock of seeing sagging bellies and wrinkled limbs in the throes of carnal bliss."
· Jodie Foster says that The Brave One is more than just Death Wish. It's Death Wish with a chick.
· Aliens are keeping an eye on the president.
· Tonight's your last chance to see the Golden Girls go wild.

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<![CDATA[Jodie Foster Still Enjoying View From The Glass Closet]]> jodiefoster-out.jpgIn a recent interview, The Brave One star Jodie "Without a Y" Foster was tenderly prodded by More magazine about her long-rumored, but never outwardly acknowledged, personal leanings. (If you're still in the dark as to what is we're talking about, perhaps Out's cover story "The Glass Closet," or her ranking as #43 on a list of Hollywood Power-Gays, can provide further insight.) After the reporter inquired about the shiny piece of hardware gracing her ring finger, Foster deflected the questions by instead discussing her symbol-laden dream life:

Let's talk about your ring.

This one? [Proffers left hand] It's Tiffany, an eternity ring.

You're wearing it on your wedding ring finger.

I am. I've always worn a ring. Even taking photos. Even on magazine covers. I don't take it off.

Don't you think wearing a ring like that raises questions?

Well, but that's my life. I thought about this recently: I had a nightmare the other night. Well, anyway. . .

C'mon! Let's hear the nightmare!

I was being interviewed by somebody, like an innocuous [press] junket thing. They were asking me questions about food I liked or whatever. Then they said, [in a high, innocent voice] "Have you ever written any homemade anti-Semitic cards?" And I was like, [horrified] "No!" Then she said, "Come with me," and I realized to myself, "You're so stupid. Haven't you ever seen that 60 Minutes thing where they ask you a banal question? You're not supposed to say yes or no. You're supposed to go, 'Well, that's interesting.' Because if they ask you the banal question, it's because they have some kind of document on you. And now you've got to go! And now the camera's going to follow you!" Then my dream was over. [Pauses and reflects before continuing]

My life is my life. I'm not going to change my life for anybody. I don't have any problems with it. I just don't talk about my health, my dad, who I voted for or what I think of the death penalty, because that would be trivializing my life, selling it for a magazine.

Foster has grown quite adept over the years at the cautious, playful dance of words that ensures her sexual anonymity: By labeling the obviously significant piece of jewelry as an "eternity ring," she manages to evoke the basic essence of indentured lesbian servitude without having to rely on the subject-opening "commitment" word. Still, we can't help be concerned about what the effects of decades of tight-lipped repression are doing to the actress's subconscious. Sometimes, it's easier to just come out and address the elephant in the room than risk being visited that evening by the nightmarish specter of Mike Wallace, waving a phallic microphone in your face and demanding to know where you keep your collection of hand-painted Nazi Hanukkah cards.

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<![CDATA[Annals Of Above-The-Title Typos: Jody Foster In 'The Brave One']]>
On the bright side, four of the five words prominently featured on the official website for upcoming revenge thriller The Brave One are presented correctly, a fact that Jodie Foster's agent is sure to take into consideration as he calls Warner Bros. to politely ask, "How many fucking Oscars does my client need to fucking win before someone over there can learn to spell her fucking* name?"

[*As we've all learned from Entourage, agents are delightfully foul-mouthed.]

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