No doubt you’ve heard plenty about the McConaissance by now, both here and elsewhere.
But those who’ve tracked the rise of a once fallen star have overlooked one very important, er, strand: the connection between McConaughey’s theatrical maturation and his increasingly grown-up coiffure.
That’s right, it’s all in the hair. From shaggy dog rom-com purgatory to neatly cut Oscar-nominated actor, Matthew McConaughey has become one of Hollywood’s most dynamic stars. Let’s take a look back at how it happened:
And now, the latest installment in our occasional (read: one-time-only) series, Remember the Time. Today’s post is entitled “Remember the Time Public Enemy Defended MLK Day Using Violent Artistic Resistance?”
Believe it or not, there was a time when the idea of a government holiday in honor of Dr. King was controversial. John McCain, a man who persuaded 45.7% of the national electorate that he should be president as recently as five years ago, initially opposed it. As did his home-state governor, Evan Mecham, who actually canceled the holiday in Arizona in 1987 after it had already been instituted by executive order of the previous governor. As late as 1990, voters in the state opposed the holiday on a ballot measure.
Today, the Academy unveiled this year’s Oscar nominees. And it got us thinking... about how Robert Redford totally got snubbed. And about how we’d do it, if we got to run the show...
First: we’d change the name to something like “The Kempties.”
Then we’d throw out all the categories and start anew, focusing solely on the menswear. So we collected our collective memories of the past year’s worth of handsomeness on film and tried to nail down what exactly made each film stylish—much like the actual Oscars, we’re breaking down the movies by individual garment performance, not just handing out awards willy-nilly.
You can learn a lot from watching Matthew McConaughey’s movies.
How to get lost in 10 days.
What a really unhealthy weight looks like.
The only right way to wear peach pants.
But turns out, you can learn a lot more by just spending a couple hours in a room with the guy. I was fortunate enough to get a front-row seat to the McConaissance (hat tip to anyone who can go from Fool’s Gold to Oscar nominee in the same decade) at a recent taping of Inside the Actors Studio.
Martin Scorsese has released 22 iconic, or damned near it, films in his day.
And on Christmas, Leo DiCaprio will be heading up number 23, the über-preppy ’90s bender The Wolf of Wall Street, in a wide spectrum of power ties and suiting.
As everything in the world of Scorsese, how he chooses to dress his leading man in each role is meticulously calculated, and even though that man may not vary much, those choices certainly do. So let’s now take a moment to seriously consider the legendary director’s on-screen style over the years.
American cinephiles rejoice: this weekend the Coen brothers grace us with their 16th feature-length film, Inside Llewyn Davis.
And by all accounts, it promises to be another Coen-riffic masterpiece to add to their already iconic oeuvre—one that gets re-dissected every time a new film pops up. But here’s one thing critics have managed to overlook: the on-screen style. It varies as much as the genres they’ve tackled and warrants as serious consideration as any other facet of their distinctive storytelling. Naturally, we’re correcting that oversight with:
Do yourself a favor: go see All Is Lost posthaste. It’s got incredible action, some moments of real solitude and beauty, and of course his eminence Robert Redford giving a gutsy, craggy, understated and altogether haunting performance.
With the announcement of a hard release date of Christmas Day 2013 for Wolf of Wall Street, the powers that be have also unveiled an all-new theatrical trailer today. Apparently, the original mid-November date caught a minor snag when Scorsese turned in a reel pushing three hours—and the NC-17 envelope—but what remains looks just as exciting: a fever dream of pinstripes, fun shirts, dad jeans, power ties, money bikinis and just about everything else great about ’90s excess.