Sometimes Hollywood is too quick on the trigger to do a film biography of someone famous. Such is the case with Jobs, the story of Steve Jobs, creator of the Apple computer and all the Apple products that followed. Granted, his drive and foresight changed the way we all live and work in the 21st century, but do we need a biopic about him already? Probably not, especially since his life, work, and death are freshly inscribed on our collective consciousness.
People notice when celebrities die, as they always get top billing on the news, and in discussions around the water cooler. But sometimes even the most jaded are taken aback at such an event. Such was the case a few weeks ago with the death of James Gandolfini at age 51. Starting in 1987 with a bit role in an unreleased film, Gandolfini worked his way through the ranks in Hollywood, playing in such films as True Romance, Get Shorty, and The Mexican, until he hit the motherlode of stardom with the role of Tony Soprano in HBO’s hit series The Sopranos. For eighty-six episodes of this dissection of a mob boss and his dysfunctional family, James Gandolfini commanded the home screen and won a Golden Globe and several Emmys for his efforts.
Back in the analog days, seeing a movie used to be so simple: you decide what you want to see, find out where it’s playing, and go see it. Choices were limited, but with a little detective work you might find something worth watching. Not all theatres played the same films at the same time.
Now with new technologies abounding, options are jumping at us from all corners of the media. Even watching movies on a three-inch iPhone or a ten-inch iPad doesn’t seem quite so hateful when you’re stuck in an airport with nothing better to do.