Eliza Dushku has a piercing laugh that comes across as a burst of unadulterated personality, emanating from her core. It’s in no small part that sense of ineffable genuineness — and, OK, those eyes — that helped make Faith Lehane, her character on Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its spin-off Angel, a fan favorite. Dushku will be back on the small screen in short order; she’s paired up with her Buffy boss Joss Whedon for the lead role in the sci-fi series Dollhouse, set to bow as a mid-season replacement on Fox in February. In the meantime, in Randall Miller’s genre knuckleball Nobel Son, Dushku plays the fetchingly named City Hall, an artistically inclined gal who spells trouble for Bryan Greenberg’s Ph.D. student after he becomes involved in a thorny kidnapping plot in the wake of his father receiving the Nobel Prize. Just in advance of the ensemble film’s release, Dushku spoke about Dollhouse, taking a knife to her Nobel Son audition, and what sort of Christmas gifts might comprise her seasonal giving. For the full Q&A, from New York Magazine‘s Vulture, click here.
Over on Huffington Post, Bonnie Fuller takes a rare dissenting feminine view in the ongoing Jennifer Aniston–Angelina Jolie shadow tabloid war, and nails why Aniston should just take a big gulp from a warm glass of shut the hell up. Fuller accuses Aniston of “perpetrating the most fantastic press dissathon” of recent memory (giving an interview for a Vogue cover story in which she says, “What Angelina did was uncool,” then whining to Entertainment Weekly for a separate, later cover story, “I was just surprised that Vogue would go so tabloid. I was bummed, but you almost expect it”), and basically makes the point that Aniston can’t stop running her yapper and wearing the victim’s hoodie, which wears on guys a lot quicker than females. Who knows whether this brand damage is long-lasting or irreperable, but I can tell you that male audiences will not stick with a female movie star that they perceive as a nag and endless re-hasher of the past, no matter how finely toned the legs. Personality does still matter, shockingly.
Dreading the narrative overdose that typically comes with December awards-bait releases? You won’t waste (as) much time at the 15 Second Film Festival, it stands to reason. Though most of those entries could — and should — be a lot tighter.