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Notice in the Framestore article, any mention of Audrey Hepburn has a ^TM after it, and there’s a © 2013 Sean Hepburn Ferrer and Luca Dotti. All rights reserved. at the beginning of the film and the end of the article.

So we trademark our dead relatives now, I guess.

I always thought Audrey was hot. I like a gal with brows, not cro-magnon mind you but I hates the over-tweezed creepy look popular today.
Just sayin.

I’ve always wondered who dreamed up those eyebrows. It was so…counterintuitive. Waif with giant black Sharpie strokes for eyebrows.

You know where she got that figure? Starving in the Netherlands during the war. Brrrrr.

I love the Venus! Sculpture is a peculiar thing. A thousand variations of tear drop like blob get produced only to yield “eh”, and then Brancusi stretches out some brass, calls it a bird, and oh man you can hear it sing.

I know I’ve seen that Galaxy ad before… just can’t remember where.

I rather like this Back in Black Gap ad, which I actually saw on actual television. (Link is to the 32 second one – there’s a longer version out there but it gets silly, I think.)

Since you are the only banjo play of my aquaintence, I will ask you if this is accurate.
http://bluegrassnation.org/link_type/the-difference-between-bluegrass-old-time-and-celtic-bands-now-finally-explained/

I keep saying they need to remake Looker, its such a great concept and every month that goes by it becomes more relevant. Problem is after his last book, Chrichton became persona non grata in Hollywood.

scottthebadger: That is hilarious!

Mandolin players spend half their time tuning their mandolin and the other half of their time playing their mandolin out of tune.

Good stuff.

Golly, I had forgotten how pretty Audrey Hepburn was.

That romantic stuff worked in the 50s. Today, if someone looking like Audrey Hepburn got into a strange car driven by a strange man in a place like that – well, you know the lede on CNN that night.

As Bob Seger `sang`: “Is that a woman or a man?”

Dead film star resurrection day – that we have been promised for so long — is on hand at last.

Something much bigger is coming.

With the ability to wrap a synthetic face around an actor, the actor’s own appearance will disappear. This will remove a factor that audiences have had to deal with since the earliest days of theater: making the mental twist to see the recognizable actor as the character. It’s a brutal suspension of disbelief, and it isn’t always possible.

Many many dramas are effectively spoiled by the appearance of a well-known actor in a role. It’s an unmistakable giveaway that the character will be important, not die or otherwise vanish from the plot. In many cases, it’s a giveaway about the character’s qualities.

In the new cinema, that mental twist will be unnecessary. It will be as radical a change as the addition of sound or color – perhaps even more radical.

Pre-avatar film may become a historical curiousity, as silent film did after sound. Those who come of age after the change may wonder how anyone could view a pre-avatar film as more than a joke.

Possibly the third coolest thing ever.

Fade to Bluegrass: A tribute to Metallica

Too bad we can’t resurrect dead scriptwriters…

I think history will write Avatar down as one of those event films that nobody can figure out why it was so amazing and popular at the time, like Love Story.

I agree with Christopher Taylor. I think that people will feel the same about James Cameron. I went to Titanic, because I wanted to watch the ship sink. When I saw it on TV, later, and had to actually watch the plot, as the special effects were just not the same on a 24″ screen, I thought, “This is absolute dreck! Was it written by a female high school sophomore?”. Still, enough people like his work to make him a very wealthy man. That is a very sad thing to say about our society.

People watch the old silent movies, not because they’re curiosities, but because they were better done than the awful dreck that passes for cinema now-a-days. You couldn’t just fill the screen with two people babbling about what they’re feeling or thinking, the actors had to actually act. The earliest talkies still have it, too: M (1931) uses sound about as well as could possibly be done.

There’s a similar parallel with colour: composition was extremely important in black&white: you couldn’t just have a guy in a red suit standing on the lawn shot from above, you had to make sure he was actually visibile in the shot. The earliest colour movies actually use the colour to portray things (Dorothy coming from grey Kansas to the brightly coloured Oz, as one example).

The limitations are vexing, but they also are what makes Art, rather than just some kids with a camera filming shit & yelling out stupid jokes.

Amazing. Well, when they have human female robots that look as good as that, sign me up for the Nicole Kidman model, please. About age 30, with slightly larger, uh, decorations up front.

By the way, the convertible looks like the same model of Mercedes (the “Ponton,” as it’s known) we saw Cary Grant and Grace Kelly driving in “To Catch a Thief.”

I agree with annoymous that ultimately this may be a good thing – Capt Ahab won’t look like Gregory Peck, and no one will look like Barbara Striesand. For a while we have to put up with a sim that looks like Nicholas Cage, but at the sim may have some acting ability. There are many movies that are distorted by the “What the Hell is John Wayne doing in a sailor’s cap’ effect. One of the reasons I had traditionally liked Meryl Streepcis that she disappears into her roles. That is,when watching her as Julia Childa I wasn’t constantly thinking of Meryl Streep.

That’s my main concern with Batfleck. Ben Affleck can act, the problem is he’s always acting like Ben Affleck. And when you put him in a role, you see Ben Affleck. That’s just distracting, Nick Cage is the same way. he’s not a terrible actor, he’s just always Nick Cage.

In the future, all roles will be played by Gary Oldman.

In the future, all roles will be played by Gary Oldman

and I am extremely ok with that happening.

A couple of decades ago I wrote a short story about dead actors being reanimated; best thing about it, IMO, was the title: “Thy Victory, Thy Sting”.