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Travis Scott cleared of both charges stemming from June arrest in Miami
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The second of two charges against hip-hop star Travis Scott stemming from his June arrest in the Miami has been dropped, and he will no longer face trial over the incident.
The “Sicko Mode” rapper, 33, whose legal name is Jacques Bermon Webster, had been charged with trespassing and disorderly intoxication and spent the night in a Miami jail after he was arrested at the Miami Beach Marina. On Friday, TMZ reported that the trespassing charge would be dropped.
Representatives for Scott and the Miami-Dade State Attorney did not immediately respond Friday to The Times’ requests for comment.
Earlier this month, the state dropped its disorderly intoxication charge against Scott. The trespassing case was scheduled to go to trial Sept. 10.
“After arguing the motion to dismiss and the state realizing that there was no path to maintaining the charge, they decided to drop the case in its entirety,” Scott‘s attorney Bradford Cohen said in a statement to TMZ. “Although not a serious charge, and one that should not have been filed, we are pleased with the result.”
In the caption of an Instagram post Friday, the attorney wrote the following statement: “Lol not that I have to flex on getting a few misdemeanors dropped but….the state refused to drop, we filed and argued a motion to dismiss to the point the state just gave up and dismissed it right before the court was going to dismiss anyway.”
“This could have all been avoided if the Miami Dade State Attorneys Office reviewed the evidence with an unbiased view. They went so far as to have no trespass signs put up after the fact…luckily, we took pictures within hours of the arrest showing no signs,” Cohen said.
As the Miami case was being processed, the “Highest in the Room” rapper, who shares two children with reality star Kylie Jenner, was detained in Paris earlier this month on suspicion of getting into an altercation at the George V hotel.
A hotel security guard intervened in an altercation between him and his bodyguard, police said in a statement at the time, resulting in law enforcement intervention.
The 10-time Grammy-nominated rap artist — best known for his “Astroworld” album and last year’s “Utopia” — was in the French capital for several days for the Paris Olympics and had been “chased and harassed” by paparazzi during that time, according to a person familiar with the matter who was not authorized to speak publicly. The rapper had been swarmed at his hotel the day of his arrest and received no help, which led to the fight, the person said.
Scott was released from police custody without a charge a day later, the Paris prosecutors office told the Associated Press, and “the police custody order for Travis Scott has been lifted and all proceedings (against him) were terminated because the incident was minor.”
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‘Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight’ Review: An Extraordinary Adaptation Takes a Child’s-Eye View of an African Civil War
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Alexandra Fuller‘s bestselling 2001 memoir of growing up in Africa is so cinematic, full of personal drama and political upheaval against a vivid landscape, that it’s a wonder it hasn’t been turned into a film before. But it was worth waiting for Embeth Davidtz’s eloquent adaptation, which depicts a child’s-eye view of the civil war that created the country of Zimbabwe, formerly Rhodesia — a change the girl’s white colonial parents fiercely resisted.
Davidtz, known as an actress (Schindler’s List, among many others), directs and wrote the screenplay for Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight and stars as Fuller’s sad, alcoholic mother. Or, actually, co-stars, because the entire movie rests on the tiny shoulders and remarkably lifelike performance of Lexi Venter — just 7 when the picture, her first, was shot. It is a bold risk to put so much weight on a child’s work, but like so many of Davidtz’s choices here, it also turns out to be shrewd.
Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight
The Bottom Line Near perfection.
Venue: Telluride Film Festival
Cast: Lexi Venter, Embeth Davidtz, Zikhona Bali, Fumani N Shilubana, Rob Van Vuuren, Anina Hope Reed
Director-screenwriter: Embeth Davidtz
1 hour 38 minutes
Another those smart calls is to focus intensely on one period of Fuller’s childhood. Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight is set in 1980, just before and during the election that would bring the country’s Black majority to power. Bobo, as Fuller was called, is a raggedy kid with a perpetually dirty face and uncombed hair, who’s seen at times riding a motorbike or sneaking cigarettes. She runs around the family farm, whose run-down look and dusty ground tell of a hardscrabble existence. The film was shot in South Africa, and Willie Nel’s cinematography, with glaring bright light, suggests the scorching feel of the sun.
Much of the story is told in Bobo’s voiceover, in Venter’s completely natural delivery, and in another daring and effective choice, all of it is told from her point of view. Davidtz’s screenplay deftly lets us hear and see the racism that surrounds the child, and the ideas that she has innocently taken in from her parents. And we recognize the emotional cost of the war, even when Bobo doesn’t. She often mentions terrorists, saying she is afraid to go into the bathroom alone at night in case there’s one waiting for her “with a knife or a gun or a spear.” She keeps an eye out for them while riding into town in the family car with an armed convoy. “Africans turned into terrorists and that’s how the war started,” she explains, parroting what she has heard.
At one point, the convoy glides past an affluent white neighborhood. That glimpse helps Davidtz situate the Fullers, putting their assumptions of privilege into context. Bobo has absorbed those notions without quite losing her innocence. Referring to the family’s servants, her voiceover says that Sarah (Zikhona Bali) and Jacob (Fumani N. Shilubana) live on the farm, and that “Africans don’t have last names.” Bobo adores Sarah and the stories she tells from her own culture, but Bobo also feels that she can boss Sarah around.
Venter is astonishing throughout. In close-up, she looks wide-eyed and aghast when visiting her grandfather, who has apparently had a stroke. At another point, she says of her mother, “Mum says she’d trade all of us for a horse and her dogs.” When she says, after the briefest pause, “But I know that’s not true,” her tone is not one of defiant disbelief or childlike belief, as might have been expected. It’s more nuanced, with a hint of sadness that suggests a realization just beyond her young grasp. Davidtz surely had a lot to do with that, and her editor, Nicholas Contaras, has cut all Bobo’s scenes into a sharply perfect length. Nonetheless, Venter’s work here brings to mind Anna Paquin, who won an Oscar as a child for her thoroughly believable role as a girl also who sees more than she knows in The Piano.
The largely South African cast displays the same naturalism as Venter, creating a consistent tone. Rob Van Vuuren plays Bobo’s father, who is at times away fighting, and Anina Hope Reed is her older sister. Bali and Shilubana are especially impressive as Sarah and Jacob, their portrayals suggesting a resistance to white rule that the characters can’t always speak out loud.
Davidtz has a showier role as Nicola Fuller. (The movie doesn’t explain its title, which hails from the early 20th century writer A.P Herbert’s line, “Don’t let’s go the dogs tonight, for mother will be there.”) Once, Nicola shoots a snake in the kitchen and calmly wanders off, ordering Jacob to bring her tea. More often, Bobo watches her mother drift around the house or sit on the porch in an alcoholic fog. But when her voiceover tells us about the little sister who drowned, we fathom the grief behind Nicola’s depression. And wrong-headed though she is, we understand her fury and distress when the election results make her feel that she is about to lose the country she thinks of as home. Davidtz gives herself a scene at a neighborhood dance that goes on a bit too long, but it’s the rare sequence that does.
There is more of Fuller’s memoir that might be a source for other adaptations. It is hard to imagine any would be more beautifully realized than this.
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Film Review: The Deliverance – SLUG Magazine
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Film
The Deliverance
Director: Lee Daniels
Lee Daniels Entertainment, Tucker Tooley Entertainment and Turn Left Productions
Streaming on Netflix: 08.30
When I give a movie a weak review, more often than not it’s because, on some level, I feel that the director didn’t succeed at making the film they set out to make. When I given a scathing review, it’s usually because the movie they were trying to make was an awful idea from the beginning. And every so often, there’s a movie like The Deliverance that leaves me with no clue what the filmmaker was trying to achieve, yet no less certain that they failed at it.
Ebony Jackson (Andra Day, The United States vs. Billie Holiday) is a single mother struggling with a tough financial situation and far too frequently turning to alcohol to escape her problems. Ebony and her kids—Nate (Caleb McLaughlin, Stranger Things), Shante (Demi Singleton, King Richard) and Andre (Anthony B. Jenkins, Never Let Go)—hope to have a fresh start in Pittsburgh, with the help of her mother, Alberta (Glenn Close, Fatal Attraction, Hillbilly Elegy), a cancer patient undergoing treatment and newly-devout Christian who makes no secret of the fact that she disapproves of Ebony’s life choices. The tension between the two is palpable. Ebony is temperamental and frequently verbally abuses her children, even smacking them on occasion, and a social worker named Cynthia (Mo’Nique, Precious: Based On The Novel Push by Sapphire) is constantly looking over her shoulder, and not without reason. The children have unexplained bruises, Ebony is drunk at all hours of the day and she and her mother—who was abusive to Ebony as a child—are constantly fighting. The kids aren’t exactly having the time of their lives, as Nate faces bullying in the neighborhood, Shante pines for her absent father and young Andre finds solace in an imaginary friend named Trey. And just when it seems that things couldn’t get worse, in addition to their tendency to be covered in unexplained bruises, the kids all start to display frighteningly bizarre behaviorfirst at school, then at home—including speaking in tongues, climbing backwards up the walls, sobbing uncontrollably, and eating their own feces. It eventually becomes clear to Ebony that the kids are possessed, though, of course, no one believes her, so she brings in an expert, Reverend Bernice James (Aunjanue Ellis-Taylor, King Richard, Origin) to perform an exorcism. These demons aren’t going to go with out a fight (possession is nine tenths of the law, after all) and Ebony must battle the forces of evil for the very souls of her family.
The Deliverance is a disjointed mess, with much of the first half of the film being an involving family drama and shifting on a dime to become an insipid and exploitative inner city take on The Exorcist. Daniels was inspired by the Ammons haunting case of 2011, which also involved a mother using demonic possession to explain her kids frequent absences from school, as well as their bruises, and has been largely debunked. It’s very hard to get around the feeling that the film is in remarkably bad taste in regards to its treatment of child abuse, and it reaches a point where it becomes truly baffling. A message of avoiding a judgemental view of our neighbors and recognizing that we never know what a person is going through is certainly worthwhile. It’s at best questionable as to whether that should extend to giving the benefit of the doubt to an alcoholic parent who asserts, “I’m not hitting my kids, the Devil is!”. The movie is far too dark and disturbing in its depiction of real world problems to be fun in any way, yet when it moves into full on horror mode, it loses all credibility as fact-based drama, leaving the clear question: why does this movie exist? By the end of the film, Ebony’s choice to get back together with the kids’ father and “try to make things work” immediately had me wondering if I’d just watched a supernatural take on The Parent Trap.
Day gives an intense and riveting performance, making Ebony starkly human—even if she’s rarely likable—and she single-handedly gives the film redeeming value. Close is a legendary actress who is long overdue an Oscar, and as a big fan, it’s more than a bit frustrating to watch her reduced to seeing if she can get a Best Supporting Actress win out of playing a cancer patient on her deathbed who grows fangs when the demon takes hold and starts spouting obscenities and racial slurs. The combination of fangs and the baldness that comes with chemotherapy gives Close a vampiric appearance, and deliberately using the effects of cancer to make a character look more creepy is an odious ploy that needs to be called out. Daniels owes a lot of people an apology for this crass choice. Ellis-Taylor is effective as the wise Reverend, and in a different film it could be an effective performance, but her arrival here simply signals that the movie is going completely off the rails. The young actors who play the kids give impressive performances, but they all deserve a far better vehicle.
The Deliverance is the kind of movie that keeps your attention to the end, then leaves you feeling used and angry when it’s over. There’s no denying that there’s a certain degree of skill involved in the filmmaking, but it’s all put toward such an unworthy end that if anything, that just gave me more to hold against it. This isn’t the first time that a major Netflix original has left me wishing that it was getting a more substantial theatrical run, but it is the first time that my reasoning was the knowledge that it would largely be ignored in theaters, whereas it’s likely to hurt many an unsuspecting viewer on streaming. –Patrick Gibbs
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Jay Kanter, film producer and agent for Marlon Brando and Marilyn Monroe, dies at 97
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Jay Kanter, prolific film producer and agent to Hollywood notables including Marlon Brando, Grace Kelly and Marilyn Monroe, has died. He was 97.
Kanter died of natural causes Aug. 6 at his home in Beverly Hills, his son Adam Kanter confirmed.
The longtime studio executive began his career in the mailroom at MCA, working his way up to assistant to Lew Wasserman — who represented Bette Davis and Ronald Reagan, and later chaired MCA — and eventually, junior agent.
In 1948, Kanter, then 22, was sent to retrieve Brando — on the heels of his breakout role in Broadway’s “A Streetcar Named Desire” — from the train station. He drove the burgeoning star to his aunt and uncle’s home in San Marino, where they all had dinner.
The next day, after Brando’s meeting with director Fred Zinnemann and writer Carl Foreman, Kanter asked the actor to come to the MCA office to meet the other agents.
“[Brando] said, ‘I don’t have to meet anybody, you’re my agent,’” Kanter recalled in 2017.
At the time, he said, Wasserman was fielding calls nonstop from studio heads who were eager to sign Brando.
“Lew said, ‘Well, I can’t arrange it, you’d have to talk to his agent,’” Kanter said. “They said, ‘Who’s that?’ and he said, ‘Jay Kanter,’ and they said, ‘Who’s he?’”
A few years later, Kanter was representing a roster of A-list talent. And his meet-cute with Brando spawned a sitcom, “The Famous Teddy Z,” about a Hollywood star who picks out a mailroom clerk as his agent. (Kanter also allegedly inspired Jack Lemmon’s character in Billy Wilder’s 1960 comedy “The Apartment.”)
Jay Ira Kanter was born on Dec. 12, 1926, in Chicago to Muriel (Gordon) and Harry Kanter and spent his formative years in Los Angeles. At 17, he joined the Navy, then found his way to MCA after serving during World War II.
After the talent agency purchased Universal Pictures in 1962, Kanter relocated to London and for seven years green-lighted European movies for the studio. When Universal shuttered its European operations, he returned to the States to found a production company with industry executives Elliott Kastner and Alan Ladd Jr.
Kanter and Ladd spent much of the 1970s and ’80s working together at Fox, United Artists and the Ladd Co., going on to help produce blockbusters including “Star Wars,” “Alien” and “Blade Runner.”
Kanter also was longtime friends with comedy veteran Mel Brooks. The two in the 1990s began holding weekly lunches for a circle of former Fox executives and filmmakers. The week before he died, Kanter attended one such Friday lunch.
Brooks eulogized Kanter on the day of his death: “Very sad news today. I’ve known a lot of nice people in my life, but nobody nicer than Jay Kanter. If you knew him, you loved him. He was more than a legendary agent. He was a loyal friend, always there when you needed him. I know it’s a cliché but in Jay’s case it is just so true: he will be sorely missed.”
After his first two marriages — to Roberta Haynes and Judy Balaban — ended in divorce, Kanter in 1965 entered his third and longest marriage, to Kit Bennett, who died in 2014 after 49 years together.
He is survived by son Adam Kanter, from his marriage to Bennett; son Michael Kanter, from his third marriage; a daughter, Amy Kanter, from his second marriage; three stepchildren from his third marriage, Tom, Dustin and Cydney Bernard; and 10 grandchildren. Another daughter from his second marriage, Victoria Kanter Colombetti, died in 2020.
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