‘Moon’ rises again in H’wood
Martin Scorsese’s “Killers of the Flower Moon” — with De Niro and DiCaprio — lights up dark dealings with this land’s Native Americans.
DiCaprio: “My character goes down this well of atrocity. To be authentic, we met with tribal elders and direct descendants of the victims. It was traumatizing.”
Long back, the late Gregory Peck starred in “The Stalking Moon” and I interviewed his co-star Noland Clay, the then-10-year-old full-blooded Apache heir to Geronimo. In fifth grade at the Fort Apache Reservation’s Seven Mile School, home was a brush-covered wickiup or tepee in Arizona’s White Mountains.
Clay: “We have limousines here. At home our limousines are burros. They pack water and carry wood from 6 miles away. We ride animals like bulls or burros. We haven’t frisky horses like your Hollywood Apaches.
“Filming in Nevada I went for desert hikes with other Apaches and the professional wrangler taught me to lasso. I have no dialogue in the movie. I speak only five words. The thing was my action. The director would say: ‘Look mad now,’ so I’d put on a mad face, then, ‘Walk this way,’ which I did.
“Makeup people put dirt on my face then red paint to look like I’m bloodied. Hardest was to look happy. I couldn’t give a happy face.
“After this I’ll go home. I don’t want Hollywood. I want to stay on the reservation.”
Asked to speak Apache, he grinned and said: “Kemosabe. Gettum up, Scout.”
Homefront afire
BACK to today. Forget yesterday’s fake horrors. NYC’s into real horrors.
Where’s our leaders? Besides in front of TV cameras. They’re abroad. Schumer — China. Mayor — Latin America. Governor — Israel.
Traveling abroad when our country’s tearing apart is an old political shtick. Presidents all did it in times our nation hit the toilet.
A pol’s lone mantra is reelection. Can’t accomplish anything? OK, so, pander to the weasels. Get reelected.
How about accomplishing something? Can’t walk the streets. Can’t take the subway. Can’t shop in drugstores. Anybody accomplishing anything? A mayor complains it’s the governor’s fault. A governor complains it’s the president’s fault. A president complains it’s the Senate’s fault. A lying congressman complains it’s the press’ fault.
A failing flailing falling president claims it’s Donald’s fault.
Father knows best
JON Voight: “My daughter Angelina Jolie’s bad girl image is just an act. She’s really not a wild person. Playing bad is for her to decide. Life makes its own journey and I think she overdoes it. She’s really sweet and loving.”
Check-in time
TRAVELING for Thanksgiving? Veranda magazine picked Most Beautiful Hotels: Buahan in Bali. London’s Beaverbrook Town House. Habitas AlUla in Saudi Arabia. Naviva in wherever’s Punta Mita, Mexico. Tangier’s Villa Mabrouka. Maison Proust in Paris. (Check for bedbugs — the city’s been infested.) Midtown’s new Aman: 25,000-square-foot spa, rooms start at $1,500. Suites, $3,200. At those prices you might try whatever their cryotherapy chamber is.
SEEPING out of the White House comes kitchen dish. Like: Biden told the chef to stop giving him Cream of Wheat. “It’s too spicy.”
Only heard in New York, kids, only heard in New York.
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