David Christopher Bell
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It's easy to forget that despite all the costumes, play-fighting, and presence of Jared Leto, a movie set is still a workplace environment. Time cards are punched, hangovers are concealed, and there's a business hierarchy. Also like any workplace, there's that one office creep who somehow keeps their job while making everyone feel uncomfortable. And just as inevitably, that weirdo is the dude in charge. Take, for example ...
Thanks to his aquatic hobbies and endless Avatar sequels, James Cameron has devoted his later years to exploring the depths of both the ocean and audience disinterest. But back in the ancient days of 2009, Avatar birthed a whole subculture of people unapologetically avid about the idea of railing a Na'vi. And if you've ever wondered whether this was part of Cameron's master plan, the answer is unequivocally yes.
This isn't speculation so much as it is going back and reading what Cameron and his concept designers said about the production. First, there was Cameron himself noting that the design process consisted of repeatedly bringing Na'vi concept art to his male crew members and asking, "Would you want to do her?" He would then adjust accordingly based on the reactions. That sounds harmless until you imagine your own boss walking from desk to desk, holding up a cartoon sphinx and asking, "How aroused are you right now?"
But what makes this particularly unsettling is how obvious Cameron's own arousal was, as concept artist Jordu Schell observed in an interview.
We need to share that quote in full because of how beautiful it is. James Cameron asked for an azure half-feline Real Doll, and his production team was like, "Uh, OK. Well, I personally don't want to make love to this extraterrestrial abomination, but here's what we got."
The Room feels like some kind of sex crime unfolding in a vague "mind invasion" sort of way, wherein time stretches forever and reality itself is usurped by dream logic. The film's actual sex scenes are immensely damaging to anyone with eyes, and so one could only imagine the horror that was being on set with a bare-assed Tommy Wiseau while he gyrated away at this poor woman's abdomen.
TPW FilmsA salty, rippling taste.
To the surprise of no one, Wiseau's nude humping was entirely his idea. According to The Disaster Artist (the book), the vampiric anti-star insisted that he "had to" show his ass, or else "this movie won't sell." He then proceeded to strip all the way down to a modesty pouch (a professional term for "junk-covering sock") and perform the scene until he was begged to stop.
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Oh, and if you're wondering, the dick-sock fell off of him at least once while this was happening. We know this because the actress involved in this tragedy told us so. Juliette Danielle, who played Wiseau's fiancee Lisa, has detailed a lot of terrible things about this scene, including the fact that Wiseau's only direction to her was to watch the movie Eyes Wide Shut. Wiseau and Kubrick: a drive-in doubleheader if ever there was one.
It's such common knowledge that Michael Bay is a creep to women that his office is federally required to keep mace next to every fire extinguisher. So instead of going into what everyone already knows, we want to point out that Bay is, at the dirt-bottom least, an equal-opportunity a-hole, starting with the fact that he once almost let Shia LaBeouf get mauled by dogs.
Paramount PicturesThis actually explains a lot about present-day LaBeouf.
That's from behind the scenes of the very first and retrospectively quaint Transformers film, when LaBeouf's character is chased by junkyard dogs. Notice how everyone stands in shock as The Beouf blows past the crew? That's because instead of hiring professional K-9 actors, the company went ahead with retired police dogs tied to flimsy chains that immediately broke. According to LaBeouf, the freed attack dogs did the only thing they were trained to do and beelined right to him as the crew desperately trying to stop the impending carnage by throwing chairs in their path. Eventually, the dogs were corralled and, in LaBeouf's own words, Bay responded to the whole ordeal by "just f**king giggling."
Bay's amusement makes sense when you consider that his art nearly killed before, like during Armageddon, when Ben Affleck almost suffocated to death while wearing a prop spacesuit. As Jerry Bruckheimer explained in an interview, Affleck had resorted to crawling on the ground and attempting to smash open his helmet like some kind of self-aware robot. And while that's technically not Bay's fault, it certainly punctuates the movie's DVD commentary, during which Bruce Willis mentions that Bay often reminded Affleck that he could be cut from the film at any time, while also forcing him to get lengthy dental surgery for the role to fix his "baby teeth."
When it came out, the French indie film Blue Is The Warmest Color was praised as a "masterpiece," and its extensive lesbian love scenes were described as "untethered, unembarrassed and joyful." The film has a 90 percent on Rotten Tomatoes and won the Palme d'Or at Cannes. And that's kind of weird, since there's a good chance it was all director Abdellatif Kechiche's personal spank depository.
A critic from The New York Times first floated the observation that Blue's girl-on-girl scenes seemed to be clearly thought up by a dude, as many shots, even the nonsexual ones, seemed to ogle the women. But what makes that observation cross over into Creepsville (Population: Wuh) were later remarks from the two lead actresses, Adele Exarchopoulos and Lea Seydoux, who described filming the sex scenes as "horrible," requiring ten days to shoot and making them feel like "prostitutes."
The New YorkerTL;DR: yes.
If you're wondering how some sex scenes took ten goddamn days to shoot ... well, so did the actresses, as apparently only 10 percent of what they did showed up in the finished film. At the time, Kechiche specifically asked that they trust his instincts as they performed non-choreographed lovemaking which he described as "special sex scenes." This was likely hand-waved as a quirk of a complex, genius director and not the insane red flag it clearly was. Kechiche also made the actresses act out violent and gross scenes that were also mostly cut from the film. One direction included him making one of the actresses hit the other over and over, and at one point licking the snot off her face. No, really. According to Exarchopoulos, the exact instruction given (in the form of screaming) was "Kiss her! Lick her snot!"
But hey, it's all in the interest of pure art, and we're sure the actresses were ultimately thankful for being pushed into their performances, right? Well, no. Both of them asserted that they would never work with Kechiche ever again, adding, "In America, we'd all be in jail."
Maybe you're too young to remember Keanu Reeve's thrilling follow-up to Speed, which was about a WWII vet who leaves home to sell chocolate door-to-door and somehow ends up dressed like a moth in a flaming vineyard.
20th Century FoxStill a better choice than Speed 2.
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