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John on Adapting David Foster Wallace

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Brief Interviews With Hideous Men Director John Krasinski on Adapting David Foster Wallace

It’s a good indicator of how far the sitcom genre has advanced that John (Jim from The Office) Krasinski’s directorial debut — an adaptation of David Foster Wallace’s Brief Interviews With Hideous Men, currently in theaters — strikes one as a fairly reasonable idea. The show’s best moments, after all, do approach the squirmy revelations of Wallace’s prose. Vulture spoke with Krasinski on Friday afternoon, and he was just as amiable and puppyish as we’d hoped — even when talking about directing (and then discarding) Hideous Men’s rape scenes.

You have a significant moment in the film where a professor showing his students Nanook of the North instructs them to “watch the documenter, not the documented.” So …
Oh, my God, you got this one! Fantastic! Can you write every review of this movie?

So who is the documenter here? Unlike in the book, you’ve inserted the character of a female researcher (Julianne Nicholson) between the men and the audience.
She is definitely the documenter — she is documenting it through her eyes. And the whole idea is to question whose perspective we’re listening to, how tainted that perspective may be. As you find out in the end, it’s about the way our own experience colors information.

How did you cast this? Did any material/actor pairings jump out at you early on? For instance, did you read the “I love women” monologue and just go, “Will Forte?”
First of all, directing out of ignorance helps a great deal — you think it’s no big deal to cast a movie. Also, I was writing the script before I got the rights — again, super-smart! — and in writing it, at the time I was still waiting tables, I had a few actors in mind. And then I kept seeing these amazing performances, like Bobby Cannavale in The Station Agent, and mentally adding them to the cast.

Hey, Ben Gibbard is good! You might someday be credited with discovering him as an actor.
Yeah, he’s great, isn’t he? As for discovering him, well, I think enough people know who he is already.

And you gave yourself an interesting part [of a boyfriend whose departure forces the researcher to undertake the interviewing-men project]. It’s not a traditional plum part an actor would give himself in a directorial debut. But you kind of hover over the whole thing.
And the other thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be in it at all.

Riiight.

No, seriously! There was a scheduling conflict at the last moment, and the actor — I can’t name him — couldn’t do it. We had two weeks left to shoot. So the producers basically decided that I should do this because I had read the book so many times. It was the most terrifying performance I ever had to give. It’s stressful enough to be a director and to see it on the monitors every day, watching these actors do this awe-inspiring work … and then you jump in and go, “I’ll take us home, guys!”

I feel like the central line in the film is the one Christopher Meloni delivers: “Men are mostly shits.” Do you subscribe to that?
I don’t, actually. I think the way he delivers it, there’s a pathetic quality in this character. We’re not inherently shits, it’s just our process of dealing. It goes back to the 1950s, the whole idea that you can never be vulnerable.

The book is rather explicit, but the film is kind of timid. There’s no nudity, for one thing. Someone like Neil LaBute, in your place, would have put some pretty explicit stuff on the screen.
My mom asked me not to. Just kidding! There actually isn’t so much explicit stuff in the book. And we had shot footage of the rape scene I’m talking about in the end. We were thinking about splicing it in, in flashes. But in the end, it was a letdown. You’re asking the audience to go on a cerebral journey, and human imagination is more powerful than anything we could show.

You’re entering an interesting company here, a subgenre of these small theatrical films where people talk to the camera. I’m thinking of Tom Noonan’s The Wife, David Hare’s The Designated Mourner.
My biggest mistake in the first draft was to try to make it “cinematic.” Open it up in a million ways. Open with the break up scene. In other words, answering all the questions for the audience. And you know, it looked like any other movie. So I made a decision to make it nonlinear, because it reflected the book much better.

It’s funny — you’ve gone as far from The Office as you could get, but all this speaking to the camera … well, it’s the signature Office device.
Oh, my God, you made a parallel I’m comfortable with! I didn’t even see the parallel until I was done. I was scared people would think I was doing this only to get away from The Office, to be super-dark and cerebral. But you know, this is fine. After all, Brief Interviews is the book that made me want to act to begin with. And The Office is a job you don’t run away from — you beg for that job to come back year after year. So, hopefully, [my sensibility] is somewhere in the middle between the two.

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An Introduction to “BIWHM.”

Thursday, September 24th, 2009

An Introduction to “Brief Interviews with Hideous Men”

By John Krasinski

When I declared that I would “find myself”1 in college, I had absolutely no idea what that would entail. I was a normal-ish kid from the suburbs of Boston: pretty straitlaced, optimistically unfocused, and feeling like I had won the lottery in going to a school that surely had made some mistake in admitting me. Nonetheless, I was determined to take this gift of an opportunity head-on, expanding my brain and my horizons—and all without the assistance of hallucinogenic drugs! This enthusiasm led to my first theater audition and, I’m happy to say, my first part—not exactly the one I tried out for but rather the role no one wanted. And so after being asked by the director if I was “sure,”2 I entered the stage—as I did this new life’s journey—as a six-foot-three transvestite in Tennessee Williams’s Camino Real. My college experience maintained that special3 trajectory throughout my four years.

High school, for me, hadn’t been much more than classes and sports. By graduation I had heard an estimated ten songs that weren’t played on mainstream radio; my favorite Indie movie4 was the no-brainer Say Anything; and when asked what books I’d read I proudly recited the school’s yearly reading list. I don’t mean to say I was clueless, necessarily, but more like I was unaware of the inspiring power of—
OK, I was clueless.

My college education was more intense. Sure, there were the standard university classes—English, math, various sciences—and then there were my real classes,5 which ranged from what I called “Indie Music History”6 to “Play-Reading 101.”7 As the semesters flew by, I dedicated increasingly more time to the latter set than to the former. Long story short: I was quickly becoming a Frankenstein’s monster of extracurricular knowledge. And I was loving every minute of it.

One day a good friend told me that his favorite book was Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace. I picked up a copy, and what scared me off at first wasn’t its nearly eleven hundred pages but the sheer damn weight of the thing. As I attempted the first thirty pages8 it was immediately obvious both that this author was operating on a much higher level than any other artist I was downloading from and that there was no way in hell I had the cerebral capabilities to complete the book.9 So for the time being I continued along with those artists who greatly inspired me without necessarily giving me a nosebleed—like Nick Drake and Hal Ashby.

Long story long: At the end of junior year my friend Chris was putting together a staged reading at the student theater. It was to be one night only, and he would cast it with the Big Guns of the university theater world—one of which I wasn’t. But I could dream! I vividly remember eating dinner in the cafeteria on the day of casting; as I grew more sure I wouldn’t be part of his plans, I nervously shoveled food into my mouth without actually tasting anything. And then, as if straight out of an eighties movie—and seemingly in slow motion—Chris appeared and told me that he had only one part left and that he’d like me to play it. This was what I had trained for!

The project was called Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, and we would be reading from the book of the same name by David Foster Wallace. Once again I was confronted with Wallace’s true genius, as well as the worry that my stomach would be unable to withstand the large quantity of Advil I guessed I would need. But at least in comparison to Infinite Jest, this book was more accessible, more identifiable. We all rehearsed our particular interviews separately, meeting up as a group only on the night of the performance to go over minor choreography and staging.
The tiny theater space was packed!10 Among the first interviews to be performed was mine, wherein one man recounts to another the story of the day he arrived at an airport, on business, to find a near-hysterical woman in the gate area. She had been waiting for the man of her dreams to return from Tulsa, where he had vowed he was going to break off his engagement to another woman so as to return to start a new life with her. He never showed up. The interview was one of the most well-written pieces I’d ever read and some of the greatest material to perform. The images were vivid, the dialogue flawlessly funny and in the exact same moment brutal and moving. It is, to this day, one of the most exciting things I’ve had the pleasure to be part of.

Then the rest of the interviews came, and for the next hour or so I witnessed an awe-inspiring night of theater. Each interview was a tremendous performance, each actor creating a completely unique man armed to the teeth with prodigious wit and shattering insecurity, ruthless honesty and borderline hateful ideals. Some in the audience had tears rolling down their faces, while others walked out. Wallace’s writing was the very thing I had started college hoping to find, and without being overly sentimental I can say this night was the defining moment when I realized I wanted to give an acting career a shot.11 I had glimpsed the promised land of inspired art and understood the impact it could have on an audience.

And that, in the end, is my idea of David Foster Wallace—whether his work moves you to tears or to angry retreat, his talent forces you to think about things, to confront things, and hopefully to talk about things.

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1. I never actually said, “find myself” out loud.
2. I was, in fact, given a chance to rethink my decision, while the director said things like “an important part” and “You won’t have to wear heels.” In the end, I had to wear heels.
3. Special meaning I had a kind of “Em . . . wait. What?” feeling while at the same time following the “It can only get better” bromide.
4. My definition of Indie at the time was anything I couldn’t find on the New Releases wall at Blockbuster.
5. I actually did have pseudo assignments.
6. This class would be more accurately titled “Are You F***ing Serious You Haven’t Heard These Guys???”
7. Again, more correctly called “How Have You Not Read Angels in America???”
8. This required three full days and one bottle of Advil.
9. I did finally finish Infinite Jest! And the whole thing required only three bottles of Advil.
10. Supposedly, over a hundred people were turned away. And while I’m sure that’s a complete fabrication, it did wonders to intensify the “night of nights” idea I had in my head.
11. Nearly a decade later, I’ve written and directed a film adaptation of Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, which was itself exactly like my college experience—another crash-course education resulting in one of the most defining episodes of my life. The film opens in theaters September 25.

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FHM Magazine – missing picture

Friday, August 28th, 2009


Whoops, I totally forgot to upload this picture from September’s issue of FHM magazine.

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FHM Magazine

Saturday, August 22nd, 2009


Here are the pictures and interview from September’s FHM magazine.

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What book got you hooked?

Friday, August 14th, 2009

What book got YOU hooked?

The Office’s John Krasinski, on his part, says he got hooked with James and the Giant Peach, “There were so many great books I read growing up. I was always a huge fan of all things Roald Dahl. Every book from James and the Giant Peach to The BFG to The Witches, nobody wrote more imaginative stories for kids. These worlds he created had the nonsensical appeal of Dr. Seuss, while at the same time, the characters were all written with wonderful complexities and enormous heart. It was a feast for any imagination! And with so many great books, short stories and poems to choose from, you could go on an adventure any day of the week!”

ENVY Magazine

Thursday, June 4th, 2009

Thanks to Janet from ENVY Magazine for letting us know that John has an exclusive interview in their June issue, which is available in stores or online at EnvyMags.com. Check out scans of the magazine below, and be sure to pick up a copy yourself!