After yet another volley in the sadly commonplace back-and-forth of Israeli-versus-Palestinian violence, the New York Times has thrown together a rather slapdash “analysis” of the most recent round of deaths, and more specifically, the reporting and documentation thereof by the two respective sides.
How does author James Bennet conclude the piece? With this simple paragraph consisting of one short sentence:
“Hamas vowed to retaliate for the Israeli air strike.”
He may as well have written, “Tune in tomorrow as our story continues.” And to think that I’d always wondered what happened to the serial novels of generations past.
Month: October 2003
From Clerk to Salesman
Not to steal thunder from Slate‘s Rob Walker, he of of the infinitely enjoyable Ad Report Card, but I just wanted to say, apropos of Kevin Smith’s new commercials for Panasonic DVD recorders: better he makes commercials than movies. The slogan, however, should have been, “The Panasonic DVD recorder allows you to move the camera more than twice during a scene, which is more than you can say for any of my movies!”
Be sure to read all the responses to the ads in the link for some important fan insights into Smith’s hair.
Hiding the star

Let’s say you’ve got a movie coming out with a lead actor who might be a bit of marketing gamble.
Maybe you’ve made a conventional narrative-flouting musical mystery, starring an actor widely considered to be among the most talented actors of his generation, but he’s also a convicted felon and something of a recidivist? And what if your star is usually associated with rom-com fluff and bad plastic surgery, not gritty, erotic thrillers?
The answer is simple: you hide them!
The Singing Detective and In the Cut open this week. They each star… somebody.
Today’s journalism lesson from Page Six is how to out a public figure and avoid lawsuits: simply quote another media outlet (or another media outlet quoting a comic strip, as it were) and you’re in the clear. Hey, The Post didn’t ask if Condoleeza Rice is gay, Richard Blow did!
Read and learn: Rice Dish.
To Sir, With Lager
Coming soon to a development hell near you: Hooligans (or whatever they’ll call it when it’s changed two or three times), the touching story of “A wrongfully expelled Harvard undergrad [who] moves to London and makes friends with a man who introduces him to the violent underworld of football hooliganism.”
Finally, something we can all relate to. Who wants to take bets that the school becomes something generic like “Worthington College,” London becomes Brooklyn, the sport becomes boxing, the hooligans become wizened older Black men, and the undergrad becomes Amanda Peet. Oh, and that the script becomes a paper towel when some D-girl spills her chai latte in her cubicle.
Good luck with the movie, fellas.
Earlier thoughts on hooligans from low culture.
This week’s Newsweek takes a look at Bush’s new P.R. tactics, including the much-discussed new reliance on local TV reporters as disseminators of the adminstration’s policies. Of note, however, is a mention of a newfound sort of stonewalling of which even the inestimable Ari Fleischer might have proven incapable.
According to the article, on October 9th, one day after 13 American servicemen were injured by an Iraqi grenade attack, White House Press Secretary Scott McClellan’s daily press briefing made no mention of these developments.
“Pushed by reporters, U.S. officials would only say the incident was under investigation. It was as if the ambush, and the casualties, had never happened.
In Baghdad, official control over the news is getting tighter. Journalists used to walk freely into the city’s hospitals and the morgue to keep count of the day’s dead and wounded. Now the hospitals have been declared off-limits and morgue officials turn away reporters who aren’t accompanied by a Coalition escort. Iraqi police refer reporters’ questions to American forces; the Americans refer them back to the Iraqis.”
Here’s hoping for a return to more politically expedient coverage of soldiers’ woes. How is Jessica Lynch doing, anyway? I bet she can’t wait to return to teaching kindergarteners from impoverished families again.
You’d be cranky too if you made $2 an hour
Gothamist takes a look at verbal and physical assault complaints filed against taxi drivers in New York today. What the usually eagle-eyed Gothamist missed (or deemed unrelated) was this nugget from The Times Metro Briefing column:
CABDRIVERS’ GROUP THREATENS STRIKE… [citing] deteriorating conditions, higher gas and lease costs and a rate that sometimes pays drivers less than $2 per hour.
Two dollars an hour!?! I thought that people who did dangerous, unpleasant jobs were supposed to get paid more, not below minimum wage.
Should/Shouldn’t, part 1
| People Who Have Blogs But Shouldn’t: | People Who Don’t Have Blogs But Should: |
| BILL MAHER: Testing out jokes for your show all week online is not a good use of the medium | CHARLES MANSON: Don’t you wanna know what Uncle Charlie is thinking right now? |
| ERIC ALTERMAN: Does this guy really need another forum for his opinions? | CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS: Seriously, what’s it gonna take to break Hitch out of his debilitating writer’s block? |
| MOBY: Oh, you spent the weekend in Belgium? Great. Too bad they have internet access there. | ARI FLEISCHER: You know he’s off spinning something somewhere. |
Unfilter this
A few years ago, Might Magazine wondered on its cover if all local news was actually being broadcast from hell. Once again, Eggers and his merry band of pranksters were dead-on but suffered from being too far ahead of the curve.
In today’s New York Times, Elisabeth Bumiller tells us that President Bush is bypassing those biased White House press pool reporters in favor of some non-judgmental, down-to-earth interviews with local newsmen and women. Five newsmen and women, back-to-back (junket-style), apparently. Said the President:
There’s a sense that people in America aren’t getting the truth…I’m mindful of the filter through which some news travels, and sometimes you have to go over the heads of the filter and speak directly to the people.
Right on, Mr. President! We the people, don’t like our news filtered for us by opinionated people, do we? Hell, no! I mean, what kind of an ignorant fool would want their news filtered for them? Not us, that’s for sure!
