8 Thoughts About Hollywood's Hell Week
Hubris brings the mighty low as Tinseltown shudders
The Transom is on pause today as Jeff Sneider and I head to Cinemacon, a.k.a. theatrical's pep rally. Stay tuned for our daily coverage this week, where, given recent events, we expect the assembled to NOT AT ALL display ANY schadenfreude from the stage…
1. The Week of Our Discontent
Even after a weekend’s rest, last week feels different, like something changed, some piece of the floor opened up under us.
From nowhere, the heavens poured on L.A. one night. A rare late-season cloudburst swept the streets clean. After a week when it felt like Hollywood was coming apart at the seams, for a moment it seemed the final judgment was at hand.
The incidents were, respectively: expected, overdue, inevitable and/or inconsequential in and of themselves, but collectively, coming after serial traumas before it, it was as if some big piece of the foundation had been battered away.
Consider just a smattering of images from across the media last week:
and finally, of course:
Some weeks the trend pieces come too easily.
Whatever all this amounts to it certainly feels like an inflection point sitting among the rubble today.