The Numbers Station

This 2013 movie featured John Cusack as a CIA black ops agent who messed up badly enough to be assigned to the equivalent of Siberia — a secret American numbers station in the English countryside.

As a CIA operative, Emerson (Cusack) freezes when he’s sent to wipe out the father and daughter of a family. He can’t shoot the child. His boss can, and does, then realizes Emerson has to “get his head straight.” He’s sent to Suffolk, England, where he works in a bunker on a three-day schedule with Katherine, a civilian (Malin Åkerman). The numbers are codes used to send signals to CIA operatives.

The station comes under attack, and the team realizes their other three-day colleagues have not emerged from the station. One assassin is still inside.

The Numbers Station was not a successful film by any means. It could have been a crashing bore, but Cusack and Åkerman saved it from that fate. But it’s irresistible not to quote one scathing review: Justin Chang of Variety wrote, “This glum, juiceless spy thriller is unlikely to find an audience on any frequency.”

Did I keep watching it because it was a John Cusack movie? Maybe, although I’ve ripped his bad films out of the DVD player before. (Did anyone ever see 2002’s “Max?” The most awful John Cusack movie ever. Actually, I think I watched the whole thing. He was a friend of Hitler. It was truly strange.) No, The Numbers Station was pretty well written and directed.

Sometimes even a bomb is worth seeing.


Will Smith is a good choice to portray a con man. He’s likable, charming, and confident. In “Focus,” he describes himself as capable of being able to convince anyone of anything.

Early in the movie he demonstrates his ability at misdirection. Where’s that wallet? Where’d that watch go? As Nicky, he briefly explains to newbie Jess (Margot Robbie) the tricks of the trade. She wants to learn. And they get a lot closer than teacher and student.

It’s entertaining, but it’s not a great movie. (When was the last great Will Smith movie?) Twists and turns are fun, but when the audience sits there completely confused, that’s a script problem. And the confused audience tells their friends. That’s why Focus is not a big hit.

Smith and Robbie play well together. There’s a great scene with Law & Order’s B.D. Wong, a high roller who will bet on anything and drives Nicky farther than he usually would have gone.

If you go to see Focus, get there on time. Buy your popcorn in advance. Don’t leave to get another soda. You’ll miss too many twists.

And let’s hope Will Smith steps up his game.

Was Your Favorite TV Show Canceled?

The lists are out. We know there are some series finales, but others just hit the chopping block.



A to Z
Bad Judge
Parks and Recreation

On Fox:
Gang Related

Kitchen Nightmares


Manhattan Love Story


The Mentalist
The Millers
Two and a Half Men

And here are the titles of some newbies. Will they make it?



Heroes: Reborn

Mr. Robinson


One Big Happy

Astronaut Wives Club
The Whispers

On Fox:
Wayward Pines
Weird Loners

On CW:

The Messengers

Here’s a full schedule, including shows that have been renewed.

Secrets and Lies

The very ordinary title Secrets and Lies made me wonder whether this was a TV show based on the 1996 movie. But no, it’s an American whodunit based on an Australian show by the same name.

What’s not ordinary about Secrets and Lies, which premiered on ABC on Sunday, March 1, is that it’s not seen from the point of view of the detectives trying to solve a murder case. It’s seen from the point of view of the suspect. Did he or didn’t he?

Ben Crawford, a house painter, is jogging before dawn and encounters the body of a five-year-old neighbor, Tom Murphy, in the woods. We see Ben running screaming in the rain to his house to call for help. As the day goes on, we find him becoming a person of interest, media trucks surrounding his suburban Charlotte house, and everything going wrong – from neighbors thinking the worst to clients canceling painting jobs to police hounding him.

Here’s the good news. The show revolves around Ben, and he’s portrayed by Ryan Phillippe, an excellent actor as usual. His wife and two daughters are solid (an adoring younger one; a rebellious teenage angst-filled one who used to babysit for little Tom), and his beer-swilling best friend Dave (we’ll get there) is good at what he’s supposed to be. Here’s the bad news. The very strong character of Andrea Cornell, the police detective, is played by Juliette Lewis. With her hair back in a severe bun, she has two facial expressions: totally blank and a total snarl. (This is Juliette Lewis’s way of acting the tough guy.) We have to put up with Juliette Lewis for the run of the show.

Ben and his wife had a fight the previous night. She threw him out, so he went out with Dave (Dan Fogler) and got so hammered he remembers nothing. The reason for the predawn run was to clear his head and work off the booze. He found the child. The detective wants a DNA sample – to rule out people, or rule in people. It’s discovered he’s little Tom’s father from a one-night stand with his neighbor, Jess. (Oh, no wonder there are some troubles in Ben’s marriage…) And Jess’s husband Scott is a decorated military guy currently AWOL and very violent. Not such a boring suburb, is it.

Secrets and Lies goes on for a limited 10-episode run. It has already shared many in the two-part premiere.

The 2015 Oscars Got It Right

Just days before the February 22 Oscar telecast, the Best Picture category was a real horse race between Birdman and Boyhood. I would have liked a dark horse (just to keep the metaphor going) of The Theory of Everything, because that movie was really in my heart. But between the favored two, I was hugely disappointed in Boyhood. I absolutely wanted Birdman to be Best Picture.

The Oscars opened with a production number with host Neil Patrick Harris honoring “moving pictures.” He was joined by who-knew-she-was-a-great-singer Anna Kendrick, and Jack Black interrupted as a spoiler. It was great fun.

The earliest award, Supporting Actor, went to character actor J.K. Simmons for Whiplash. You also see him five times a day in Farmers Insurance commercials. This award, for this role in this movie, is his 38th. There are a lot of Film Critics and Journalists Associations Awards out there.

I’m not going to say a word about women’s fashion – just about men’s. I don’t care that you’re in California; it’s February. What’s with the white dinner jackets? Spring, summer and winter cruise wear for white jackets. (OK, OK, we’re breaking all the rules these days…) Kevin Hart looked awful. Jared Leto, please – light blue 70’s prom tuxedo with white shoes. But you’re Jared Leto. You can wear anything you want.

Patricia Arquette won Supporting Actress, as she had every previous award show. Patricia, you knew you’d win. Why not memorize something with feeling? Instead of reading names at top speed? Then you had a great effect demanding equality for every woman who ever gave birth and every taxpayer! A fantastic feminist moment! Build up to it with some feeling! (For instance, you could have listened to every speech Julianne Moore had given.)

In Memoriam is always a touching part of the evening. Meryl Streep started out with a quote from Joan Didion’s memoir: “A single person is missing from you, and the whole world is empty.” This time illustrated pictures were shown. Not all actors, all directors, all producers. There were two glaring problems. Joan Rivers and Elaine Stritch were left out. Twitter exploded. The Academy responded with a lame statement that they had room for only so many people, but that those two artists were included in Not enough, Academy.

The nominated songs were all well performed and fairly moving, with the possible exception of “Everything Is Awesome” from The Lego Movie. That one was just for fun.

The last song performed was “Glory” from Selma. The performance, by John Legend and Common, received a standing ovation. Shortly afterwards, the winner of Best Song was announced. “Glory” written by John Stephens and Lonnie Lynn – also known as John Legend and Common. Needless to say, that decision was a hit.

Along with “Selma” marking 50 years after Martin Luther King’s march from Selma to Montgomery, “The Sound of Music” hit theaters 50 years ago.

The Oscars did a tribute to “The Sound of Music,” complete with kids, songs, and – Lady Gaga?????

It was the most refined, understated, prom-dressed appearance we’ve ever seen from Lady Gaga. It’s not easy hitting Julie Andrews’ notes, but Gaga carried it off beautifully. With long, wavy blonde hair and a wispy white dress, you could almost picture 1960’s Julie Andrews – except for the tattoos on both arms. It was a beautiful moment when Julie Andrews came out, hugged “My Darling” and announced the next award. Maybe some people who didn’t already love Lady Gaga the way I do – do now.

Best Original Screenplay went to Alejandro González Iñárritu, Nicolás Giacobone, Alexander Dinelaris, Jr. and Armando Bo for Birdman. It was just the first of three trips onstage for Alejandro González Iñárritu.

Best Adapted Screenplay went to Graham Moore for The Imitation Game. (Just an aside – this film also had my heart. In another year, this film could have swept. This year was exceptional, and it’s a crime that more awards didn’t go to this movie.) Young Graham Moore came up on stage and said, I’ll paraphrase – Here it is, I attempted suicide at 16 – I can’t believe I’m on this stage – this goes out to that kid who thinks she’s weird and different – stay weird and different – and when it’s your turn, and you’re on this stage, pass it on to the next person… Graham Moore brought down the house.

Best Director went to Alejandro González Iñárritu, having a fantastic time at the Oscars. He said he was wearing Michael Keaton’s tighty whities as a good luck charm.

Best Actress went to Julianne Moore for Still Alice. It was her masterpiece. She had read an article that winning an Oscar can make you live five years longer. She’s glad because her husband is younger than she is. She was eloquent about people suffering from Alzheimer’s disease and thankful to those who worked with her on this movie.

Best Actor went to Eddie Redmayne for The Theory of Everything. (I wanted him to win this Oscar the day I saw the movie. And I knew he would.) He said the award belonged to those people around the world battling ALS and to the Hawking family. He thanked his wife and announced that there was a fellow who soon would be sharing their apartment.

Best Picture went to Birdman. Alejandro González Iñárritu once more went to the stage, along with everyone from the movie. He made another speech, thanked Michael Keaton, who came up and said “Who am I kidding, I’m just glad to be here.”

I’m happy about the 2015 Oscars. (Did anyone notice, not once were they referred to as the Academy Awards?) The voters loved the ones I loved. Please go back on this site and read about Still Alice, Birdman, The Imitation Game, and The Theory of Everything. It was a great year.

OK, Boyhood didn’t win Best Picture. Don’t be haters.

Let’s go to the movies.

Award Shows: Road To The Oscars

The 2015 Academy Awards should be exciting, because 2014 was a great movie year. Strangely, some really top competitors squeaked through so late in the year that we saw them in the theater in 2015. That has happened in previous years as well. In 2012, “Lincoln” was released on November 16, and “Django Unchained” was released on December 25.

The award shows leading up to the Oscars often show us whether the Las Vegas odds are correct. Yes, there’s some serious money on the nominees. But there’s a downside to being an awards junkie like me. It means you’ve sat through the People’s Choice Awards.

This year the People’s Choice Awards show was painfully cheesy. Because they precede every award with the word “favorite,” they managed to make the one and only elegant moment of the evening awkward. Ben Affleck received “Favorite Humanitarian” award for his creation of the Eastern Congo Initiative. ( Are there humanitarians we don’t like?

Then there are the Golden Globe Awards and the Screen Actors Guild (SAG) Awards. In 2012 SAG merged with AFTRA – The American Federation of Television and Radio Artists – so the SAG awards became SAG/AFTRA, representing TV as well as movies.

It gets to be more fun as it goes along. Maybe the same person wins in the supporting category…maybe a person’s seat gets closer to the stage…maybe there’s a surprise winner who has to navigate down staircases and around tables as music plays because no one ever thought he’d/she’d win.

George Clooney once said the Golden Globes were the most fun because he could sit at a nice table and drink, and his Supporting Actor award was the first one presented.

The red carpet is fun but of course should not be watched in real time: You must be able to fast-forward past inane conversations and ugly fashions. You should decide the best and worst fashions for yourself, largely based on the presenters. And no, it’s not fun to hope someone trips on the stage or on the stairs. Jennifer Lawrence tripped and made a graceful recovery. Then she accepted an Academy Award! It could have been worse.

If we think we know who’ll win in advance, the problem with a “sure thing” is this: The Golden Globes ( gave out more awards than you’ll see at the Oscars. You saw two Best Actor awards, for comedy (Michael Keaton) and drama (Eddie Redmayne). It’s such a tight race for the Academy Award, and those two are the ones who, frankly, deserve it.

Similarly, the SAG Awards ( didn’t award best picture; they awarded “best cast.” That was Birdman. The Golden Globes awarded comedy and drama separately and had two winners: The Grand Budapest Hotel and Boyhood. Best Picture is a big question.

The winners we heard repeatedly were Julianne Moore for Best Actress, Patricia Arquette for Best Supporting Actress, and J.K. Simmons for Best Supporting Actor. But so many other awards are up for grabs. That’s where the fun comes in. Who can be really sure?

Still Alice

Julianne Moore stars as Alice Howland, a Columbia University professor of linguistics. She’s a happily married mother of three adults, a daily runner, an accomplished educator, yet something’s going wrong.

We all occasionally go into a room and forget why we went there. Alice starts with a forgotten point she’s making during a lecture, stopping her cold. Then she’s suddenly lost during a jog. The confusion begins to grow frightening. It’s time for her and her husband John to see a doctor, where they receive devastating news. She has a rare form of early onset Alzheimer’s disease. She’s 50 years old – 15 years younger than it usually occurs.

We see the growth of the disease ( from Alice’s point of view, not the family’s. Everyone gathers for Christmas dinner, and Alice introduces herself to her son’s girlfriend. Her daughter is thrilled that Alice will make her famous bread pudding, but later there’s a look of confusion as she has to look up the recipe. When it’s time to sit down, Alice introduces herself to her son’s girlfriend. Deterioration is occurring too quickly.

Alice’s work is suffering, and the time has come to admit the truth to the chair of her department, and she’s dismissed. Her husband remains supportive, but he’s still ambitious about his own career and doesn’t agree with her wish to take a year’s sabbatical so they can have some time together before she’s completely lost. She’s disappearing and she knows it.

Alice realizes this horror can be passed down to her children and begs them to be tested. She gets to a point where she feels safe only in the house. At one point she’s so confused she opens all the wrong doors looking for the bathroom. We share her panic and embarrassment.

It doesn’t come from her voice. It comes from her eyes.

Julianne Moore is subtle as she guides us through this heartbreaking ordeal. She is surrounded by a good cast, script and director. But I’m not mentioning anyone else. This film is hers. So, probably, is the Academy Award for Best Performance by an Actress in a Leading Role.