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Warner Music: Back-Ended Release Schedule Never Happened

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Four times a year, publicly traded companies have conference calls with Wall Street analysts. They tell them how the company’s doing, and why it’s doing well or not.

This year, in February, May, August, and November, Edgar Bronfman Jr. had such calls with Warmer Music Group. Each time, he said that the company’s release schedule was ‘back-end loaded,’ meaning there would be a flurry of big deal product in the late fall.

At the same time, the dire quarterly report on November 24th sent WMG stock down two bucks, from its inflated $7 to $5.

Here are a couple of quotes from the transcripts of those analyst calls:

“As we had anticipated, this quarter’s declines in revenue and OIBDA reflect the timing of our release schedule, as our release schedule is back-end weighted’
As we noted last quarter, our fiscal year 2009 will be back-end weighted due to the timing of releases.”
–Edgar Bronfman, May 7th

“As our release schedule this year is weighted towards our fiscal fourth quarter, we saw moderate sequential growth in digital recorded music revenue in the third quarter.”
–Edgar Bronfman, August 6th

Either Bronfman was just improvising all year? It’s either that, or the company has a lot of releases out now that they’re hiding somewhere.

Here’s a look at the chart right now, on December 2nd. This is, presumably, the time of year’ Bronfman was alluding to in May and August when he told analysts his schedule was ‘back-end loaded.’

WMG has the ‘Twilight’ soundtrack around #11 on the charts. It’s an Atlantic release. Michael Buble is hovering around number 20. It was released a few months ago. There are two other Buble holiday albums on the charts right now, too. Josh Groban‘s Christmas album from 2008 follows, around number 26. Then there’s the Zac Brown Band, a release from earlier this year. And Trans Siberian Orchestra, which, like Zac Brown, is on Atlantic.

Jay Z‘s ‘Blueprint, Pt. 3’ on Atlantic, too, is somewhere in the 30s. It was released in September, and has had the surprise advantage of a hit single with Alicia Keys. It’s also on the Atlantic label. WMG was so eager to have Jay Z that it bought out his contract “Blueprint, Pt. 3″ at’ DefJam for $5 million.

What’s funny about this is the analysts. They get a chance at the end of that conference call to ask questions. Not one of them has a clue about what to ask. There’s a lot of financial mumbo jumbo. They ask about digital releases and video games and downloading.

Here’s what they might ask: ‘Edgar, is Warner Music a record company? Do you have hits on the radio and records that people are buying? Will you?’

The answer, of course, would be no. Well, there are some: Atlantic Records has a few hits every year. But this year even the one they should have had, Rob Thomas‘s ‘Cradlesong,’ they blew.

Otherwise, WMG spent 2009 like it’s spent the last five years: squandering time, firing people, paying severances. The execs built big houses and went to parties. The artists disappeared.

Compare Warner’s output to RCA/J/Arista. This month, Clive Davis and friends have released new music by Alicia Keys, Barry Manilow, Leona Lewis, and Rod Stewart. They launched their fall with Whitney Houston and have had several other releases like Say Anything and The Priests, too.

Over at the WMG website, things look dire. Under ‘Artists’ they’re listing the Doors, the Grateful Dead (picture with Jerry Garcia), Led Zeppelin, and Burt Bacharach. And those names are mixed with one-hit wonders Daniel Powter and James Blunt ‘‘whose one hits are now more than a year or two old. It’s a very alarming state of affairs, to say the least. But maybe WMG is back-end loaded again ‘ to 2007, or 1976.

P.S. Whatever happened to Jenny Lewis and Rilo Kiley?

Grammys Snub Whitney, Go Ga Ga

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The Grammy nominations are out, and they are an odd lot.

For one thing, they totally snub Whitney Houston, Alicia Keys, and Rob Thomas. Grammy pet John Mayer is nowhere to be heard.

Substance is out, style ‘ or fad ‘ is in. It’s a Lady GaGa Grammys, with flashes of the trivial spread around her. Ten nominations for Beyonce? Are we kidding? And on January 1st, will anyone care about these nominees?

Whitney Houston’s lovely comeback, which could have been a Grammy story, is ignored. Entirely. How could her song, “Million Dollar Bill,” written by Alicia Keys and Swizz Beatz, not make it? Mariah Carey’s “Obsessed”’ deleted. Rob Thomas’s excellent pop album,”Cradlesong” ‘ not happening.

Instead, we’ve got more Taylor Swift, and an entry from 1973: Daryl Hall and John Oates got a nomination for a live performance of “Sara Smile.” Hello? This is completely inane. They’re competing with new stuff from Bon Jovi, The Fray, MGMT, and the ostensible winner, Black Eyed Peas. Whoever pulled off that coup deserves some kind of prize. I’m sure one is coming.

My prediction: Black Eyed Peas will rule the show the way Outkast did a few years ago. “I Gotta Feeling” is this year’s “Hey Ya.” My only worry is that Outkast was never heard from again.

Basically, without real artists to support in the under 30 age group, the Grammys have disintegrated into a Tiger Beat mentality. The so called actual artists can be found in Category 15, Best Rock Solo Performance ( I love the names of the categories) ‘ with Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, John Fogerty, Neil Young, and Prince. It’s hilarious that none of the Best Song nominations came from those albums, but instead from crappy “teams” who put together “productions.” Really.

And over in the dreaded New Artist group: Zac Brown, MGMT, Keri Hilson, Silversun Pickups, and Ting Tings. This is a cursed category. We will not ever hear of these people again. Ever.

One bright spot: a nomination for Stevie Wonder and his “All About the Love Again.” It’s a throwaway, but maybe someone read my November 2nd column. Also: two noms for unknown R&B singer Calvin Richardson, on the very small Shanachie Records.’Considering all the main nominees, Ken Ehrlich would be well served to feature this guy. He’s the real deal.

Anyway, between the MusiCares dinner for Neil Young, and Clive Davis’s dinner the following night, I suspect the Grammys are going to be a desultory affair. And with beloved talent coordinator Tisha Fein summarily dismissed a few weeks ago after three decades, many of the real artists who were relegated to minor nominations may not be persuaded to show up at all.

Pierre Cossette, we do miss you!

Oscars: “Nine” Premieres in London, It’s a Ten!

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Rob Marshall’s “Nine” opens tonight in London. The premiere should be a glamorous spectacle, with all the stars ‘ all those famous women! ‘ and Daniel Day Lewis, making a splash.

This is what also happens today: “Nine” jumps into the main Oscar competition. With “Lovely Bones” and “Invictus” not quite what everyone hoped, the Best Picture picture is getting clearer. “Nine” joins “Precious,” “Up in the Air,” “The Hurt Locker,” and “Inglourious Basterds” as the top tier competitors.

And here is what “Nine” is all about: glamour. It’s style AND substance. Every one of the famous ladies gets her big musical number, and they are each knockouts. Daniel Day Lewis actually seems Italian. The sets are gorgeous, the editing is fast and furious. It’s not “Chicago” all over again, but rather, a descendant of Bob Fosse’s “All that Jazz.”

“Nine” is also about fantasy. DDL plays film director Guido, a stand-in for Federico Fellini. He dreams of his women ‘ his wife (Marion Cotillard), lover (Penelope Cruz),’ best pal (Judi Dench), mother (Sophia Loren), and so on ‘ in these elaborate expressions of drama and theater and sex. They don’t disappoint.

With bombs going off in “The Hurt Locker,” televisions thrown at people in “Precious,” and George Clooney firing everyone in “Up in the Air,” the pleasures of “Nine” are all the more welcome this Oscar season. Cruz is luscious, like a dessert, you could eat her with a spoon. She’s a cinch for Supporting Actress nods. Cotillard is the lovely constant in the lead role of Guido’s life. Even though she has an Oscar from “La Vie En Rose,” this is her breakout role.

And then there’s Fergie. If only she sang like this all the time! What a voice, and a presence. And no one will leave a theater without humming, singing, dancing “Be Italian.” Sand may be in short supply after her dance number is seen.

By the way, you can listen to the whole score from “Nine” here.‘Press number 5 and listen to Nicole Kidman sing “Unusual Way.” It’s a hit!

“Lovely Bones” Break In A Million Pieces

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Peter Jackson’s adaptation of “The Lovely Bones” is the kind of stunning failure we don’t often get to see.

Last night Jackson brought the film and his cast to the Paris Theater for a premiere, and took his chances with an invited audience. For a few minutes, it all seemed okay. It wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad: the 14-year-old girl who narrates the story, played by Saoirse Ronan, was alive and well. Mark Walhberg (who is very good at creating empathy for his character) and Rachel Weisz were her parents; the latter seemed miscast. Susan Sarandon was the feisty 1970s cool grandma. “The Lovely Bones” had potential.

But then the bottom drops, the shark jumps, a cup of crazy is served, and Alice Sebold’s beautifully wrought, tightly constructed narrative is thrown out. In comes choas in the form of CGI, psychedelic computer graphics, and nightmarish hallucinations that are also stunning to behold but totally and completely irrelevant. You needn’t bring drugs to this movie; you feel as though you’ve taken them. And so “The Lovely Bones” becomes the Unwieldy Mess, a victim of its own overreaching ambitions.

What’s interesting about the novel is that you could give it to five different directors and get five different films. Oliver Stone would do the conpsiracy version, David Lynch would emphasize the creepy small town killing, David Fincher would follow the investigation, and so on. Giving the book to Peter Jackson, whose fanciful spirit made possible the epic “Lord of the Rings” series meant this is what you were going to get: heaps and heaps of Susie Salmon’s teenage fantasies broadcast from heaven. The movie splits between the reality of Susie’s murder and very mannered, brightly rendered graphics. Some of it looks like the Tele-Tubbies, and a lot of it resembles album art from the 1070s. The latter may be intentional since this was the period. Maybe all of Susie’s thoughts are expressed that way because of the time. But one would have been enough.

Into all this inconsistency comes Susan Sarandon, as Susie’s kicky grandma. It’s a standout performance because she’s the only real thing going on, and she takes charge during the family’s grief. But there’s a problem: suddenly in a movie about a psycho next door, a teen girl’s murder and a family’s disintegration, the focus swings away and the audience is laughing. It’s a different movie, with a different tone and temperament. You do feel a little uncomfortable.

I’m assured that 14-year-old girls are going to go wild for “The Lovely Bones.” Knowing that, Jackson has kept the gore to a minimum. Susie’s rape isn’t even mentioned. The murder is cleverly cut around. Stanley Tucci’s Mr. Harvey is creepy without being too creepy. The lovely bones in his safe are shot in the stylized manner of much of the movie, with dollops of music playing to make everything seem alright. It’s not.

And oh yes: are there Oscar nominations here? Perhaps, for art direction. But Paramount is smart to concentrate on Jason Reitman’s excellent, “Up in the Air.” Tucci has his good work in “Julie & Julia.” Sarandon might be the sole beneficiary of positive attention. But the advance warnings (save from the bought-off aintitcoolnews website) were spot on. This is film number eleven.

Wahlberg: Entourage Movie Will Cap Series

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wahlberg mark 200x250 Wahlberg: Entourage Movie Will Cap SeriesMark Wahlberg is a phenomenon at this point.

The former Calvin Klein underwear model was an Oscar nominee for “The Departed.” His work in every film he does is thoughtful and surprising. No one would have ever guessed that his serious demeanor would also lead him to executive produce one of TV’s — rather HBO’s — most memorable shows, “Entourage.”

At the “Lovely Bones” premiere last night in New York, Wahlberg told me that there are two seasons left of “Entourage” on TV. And then? “We’ll see, there could be more. But then, a movie.”

So “Entourage” will follow “Sex and the City” into theaters in this unusual backward progression of development. Maybe we’ll even see Vince (Adrien Grenier) make a good movie.

Right now, Wahlberg is filming a Will Ferrell comedy, “The Other Guys,” with Ferrell’s crew. “I don’t really get to do comedy,” Mark said. “We waited for just the right thing. It’s a buddy movie.” It also has cameos from Derek Jeter and Paris Hilton, so let’s brace ourselves.

While we were talking in the Oak Room at the Plaza Hotel after the movie — in a party so full that it would have welcomed Washington’s Salahi’s — Wahlberg must have greeted two dozen friends. The nice thing was, there was no nuttiness. He is the epitome of down to earth and accessible. There was no “entourage.”

“Are they friends from Boston?” I asked.

Wahlberg shook his head. “All my friends from Boston are either dead or in jail,” he replied. He’s said it before, so I asked: “They can’t still be in jail after all this time?”

Wahlberg didn’t hesitate. “The stuff they did, you don’t get out of jail.”

“Precious” Scandal: National Board of Review Disgraces Itself

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The National Board of Review, a scandal-plagued freak show composed of wealthy fans and no actual reviewers, have issued their annual list. It’s the usual disgrace. They snubbed “Precious,” even though the film’s screenwriter, Geoffrey Fletcher, used to be on their board. More on that below.

Clint Eastwood, of course, has won for “Invictus.” Eastwood is the NBR poster boy. They give him something every year; “Letters from Iwo Jima” was a Best Picture. Last year, he was Best Actor. “Gran Torino” was on the top 10 list. “Mystic River” won a few years ago. You get the picture. In 2004, Eastwood got a Special Award for directing, starring in and producing “Million Dollar Baby.”

This is how it works: The group’s Jeanine Basinger, who teaches at Wesleyan University, has written extensively about Eastwood, produced a PBS show about him and brought his archives to her school. The actor has said in interviews: ‘You just don’t say ‘no’ to Jeanine Basinger.’ Basinger was front and center the other night at the Eastwood tribute at the Museum of the Moving Image dinner. Her protege, David Laub, has been added to the board. Basinger’s position is solidified. Most galling about this is that she usurped the place of the group’s only respected member, Columbia professor and film journalist Annette Insdorf.

Then there’s George Clooney, who is the NBR’s other pet. Giving him best actor for “Up in the Air,” their best picture, was easy. Clooney already has a Best Picture for “Good Night and Good Luck,” which was, conveniently, a Warner Bros. movie. The NBR loves Warner Bros. as much as they do Eastwood and Clooney. Choosing “Up in the Air” as Best Picture is safe and conforms to their Clooney love. Giving Anna Kendrick Best Supporting Actress over M’Onique, Julianne Moore, Patty Clarkson and Penelope Cruz is utterly ridiculous. They don’t care.

And let’s not forget: Clooney is also the star of “The Fantastic Mr. Fox,” which picked up a Special Award this year. To review: Clooney is attached to a Paramount film (”Up in the Air”) and 20th Century Fox (”Fantastic Mr. Fox”). Each studio will have to buy one or two tables at the NBR’s event. Ka-ching! More about their finances in my next report.

Who are ‘they’? The NBR is still run by Annie Schulhof, who maintains a close friendship with Warner’s Dan Fellner. She loves Warner Bros., that’s clear, as much as she does Eastwood and Clooney. If Schulhof can find an intersection of all of them, even better.

Schulhof presides over a group of five or so insiders. A larger fee-paying group ($600 a year, plus $600 to go to the annual dinner), votes overall. But Schulhof and her Politboro make the final decisions, and also decide who gets the “special” awards and citations.

What’s most upsetting this year: the absence of Lee Daniels‘ “Precious.” It’s not a total surprise. The NBR is not a multicultural organization. They completely ignored “Dreamgirls” in 2006. Snubbing “Precious” fits in with Schulhof’s track record perfectly. Let’s just say it: They do not like black movies, period. To make up for it, they threw Gabby Sidibe a bone with Breakthrough Performance. This is what they did to Jennifer Hudson from “Dreamgirls.” It’s pathetic. But the Oscars remedied this. She wound up winning Best Supporting Actress at the Oscars.

But here’s the really weird thing: “Precious” screenwriter Geoffrey Fletcher used to be on the board of the NBR. He resigned last year. And when he did, sources say that Schulhof decided to ban him and the movie from competition. How utterly bizarre.

The sop: The NBR will say it gave Morgan Freeman a tie for Best Actor. It helps that he was in a) a Clint Eastwood movie and b) a Warner Bros. film.

That’s it for now. I’ll tell you more when we get close to their January event. But just to let you know, one board member has nothing to with film but is a certified sex therapist from California. That’s Daniel Goldstine. Another is a friend of the group’s attorney, who himself is the son of the group’s previous attorney.

More to come …

Clint Eastwood: Nelson Mandela is “Christ-Like”

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59047800It was quite a night for Clint Eastwood. The 79 year-old legend was honored by the Museum of the Moving Image, which screened his Oscar worthy “Invictus” for a black tie crowd, then roasted and toasted him at a swanky private dinner on Park Avenue.

Clint’s celebrity guests all said nice things about him, from “Invictus” co-stars Matt Damon and Morgan Freeman to Marcia Gay Harden, Kevin Bacon (with wife Kyra Sedgwick) and Hilary Swank. Also in the audience were the big guns from Warner Bros. (they’re on a roll right now with “The Blind Side“) and Universal (about to score with “It’s Complicated”), as well as producer Kathleen Kennedy, CAA agent Fred Spektor, Sony Pictures Classics’ Michael Bernard, and a few knockouts like Candice Bergen. There were even some odd combos: famed writer Gay Talese reminisced with “Gossip Girl” star Matthew Settle about late pal and man about town writer Noel Behn.

How did they all like “Invictus”? Well, it’s the true story of how Nelson Mandela recruited the white captain of South Africa’s rugby team in order to calm his country out of potential civil war. It worked, for a time: the all-white team (but for one black star) made Afrikaners feel good about their country and Mandela and the end of apartheid. Morgan Freeman is Mandela; Matt Damon is the captain, Francois Pienaar. They’re an unbeatable combo even if their characters ‘ especially Pienaar ”are more symbolic than three dimensional.

Still, there’s a lot of rugby in “Invictus.” It’s a sport few Americans know or care about. I asked Freeman if, after all, this, he understood the sport or enjoyed it. “Uh, no!” he said, laughing. “I like regular football.”

I remember once Charlie Brown asked Linus how he read so much Russian literature. What did he do about the names? “I just skip over them,” replied Linus. Americans may have to skip over the rugby in order to enjoy “Invictus.”

But Eastwood, whose acceptance speech was typically self-effacing, was more intrigued by Mandela and how he kept the peace. “I thought he was just Christ-like,” Eastwood said. “There are just no people like this on the planet.” Clint compared Mandela to John Kennedy. “He could have come out of jail and started a civil war.” Instead, he saw that rugby, the national pastime, could unite whites and blacks. It was a stroke of genius.

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Eastwood and Damon worked together so well that they’re making another film right now, “Hereafter,” a thriller shot in Paris. Damon is a good player for Eastwood, who likes smart actors who can just take direction. Marcia Gay Harden recalled that when they were shooting “Mystic River,” she made some suggestions to Clint about how to do a scene. “He said, ‘You could do that, or you could just do it the way I said’,” Harden recalled Clint responding. He’s a no nonsense guy.

For his part, Damon ‘ pumped up to play rugby ‘ not only looks the part but sounds it. He’s completely absorbed into the role of Francois Pienaar, the real life South African sports hero. “The dialect coach came down to Florida and worked with me for six weeks,” Matt told me. The result is he’ll be on the shortlist for Best Supporting Actor along with Christoph Waltz, Anthony Mackie, Jeremy Renner, Christopher Plummer, Stanley Tucci, Fred Melamed, and a few others.

“Invictus,” however, is not perfect. While it may be a natural Best Picture nominee because there are ten slots, it’s not an automatic winner like Clint’s “Million Dollar Baby.” For a movie filmed in South Africa, it looks like it was shot in Detroit. Tom Stern, the cinematographer, got that drab city right for “Gran Torino.” But he misses all the gorgeous colors of South Africa, all the foliage, the garments, everything. It’s such a beautiful place ‘ I’ve been there twice in the last five years ‘ but it’s lost on “Invictus.” Even the sky ‘ a robin’s egg blue ‘ is a drab grey.

Anyway, you can’t bat a thousand all the time. “Invictus” is a straightforward saga for Eastwood, who usually can do magic: “Letters From Iwo Jima” was a masterpiece, and was all in Japanese! But here he didn’t listen so well. And the long rugby sequence at the end is quite dull if you don’t care about the sport. After all, scrums don’t look like so much fun.

Interestingly, the best scenes, I thought, were between Mandela’s black security guards and the white sort of Secret Service that’s assigned to him once he becomes president. There’s even an actor who looks like an Eastwood stand in. “Invictus” doesn’t have much story going for it, just the plot of the inevitable rugby match. But this little story of the two sets of guards could easily have been developed into its own film. As it is, their minor interplay keeps the script going when not much else is happening character-wise.

Still, “Invictus” has a powerful message. “I know people get discouraged when movies are all about explosions,” Eastwood said. “I’ve been guilty of that myself. But this way you can still be entertaining and tell a story that’s relevant to something else.”

P.S. Clint said he loved the clip reel showing all his old films, with many iconic catch phrases and scenes. Some of it, he said, getting a big laugh, was opera “at its very worst.” He added: “But it was so much fun to do.”

Gay Talese Takes The Subway!

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One of New York’s favorite characters, the famed, legendary, award-winning writer Gay Talese, took the subway yesterday. Round trip, from the Upper East Side to Tribeca and back.

The occasion? The nattily dressed raconteur was a guest at a small, private luncheon at Locanda Verde for actor Stanley Tucci.

I didn’t ask which train he took, but my guess is he went by number 6 train downtown to East 51st St. where he transferred to the E train at East 53st St. and Lexington Avenue.’ This requires one long, steep escalator and one short one. He would have arrived at the Canal Street station of the E train, possibly using the Franklin Street stairs. This was made possible over twentysomething years ago by the building of CitiCorp.

It’s unclear whether other celebs at Tucci’s lunch, given by Paramount and the Diamond Information Center, did anything similar. Julianne Moore, Steve Buscemi, and Oliver Platt were among the other guests. Also attending were Tucci’s parents, a lovely couple from Westchester.

Julianne is not to be missed, by the way, in Tom Ford’s about to open “A Single Man.” She’s a sensation, no kidding.

There was much discussion of Stanley’s two hit roles this year, in “Julie and Julia” and “The Lovely Bones.” And of Meryl Streep’s gracious toast to Tucci at the Gotham Awards. Stanley said of Streep, “We will be married in the next five years.”

What about her husband of the last three decades, Don Gummer, someone asked? “Oh, that!” Tucci yelped.

His mom’s favorite Stanley Tucci movie? “Big Night, of course,” Mrs. T. replied. And then again, she has the copyright on an out of print “Big Night” cookbook that she’s looking to republish.

As for Gay Talese, his return trip was mundane and successful. He turned up at the screening of “Invictus” dressed in black tie, no worse for the wear from his adventure below 42nd St. Now he can return to his usual neighborhood routine, as Elaine’s, at East 88th St., is accessible on foot.

…Meantime, in midtown, most everyone walked to the new, gorgeous Oceana, where Ann Curry hosted stunning Iranian actress Shohreh Aghdashloo for her starring role in “The Stoning of Soraya M.” Shohreh, who’s a regular on ABC’s “Fast Forward,” is on the shortlist for the Best Actress Oscar’this year along with Meryl Streep, Helen Mirren, Carey Mulligan, Marion Cotillard (from “Nine”), and so on. Shohreh, by the way, already has had one Oscar nom, in 2004, for “The House of Sand and Fog.” She’s in the club, as they say. Keep an eye on her. If Academy voters watch that DVD, she’ll be on the list again!

Matt Damon on “Bourne” 4: He’s Waiting Out Dispute

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damon matt 200x250 Matt Damon on Bourne 4: Hes Waiting Out DisputeStar Matt Damon tells me he isn’t going ahead with the fourth “Bourne” movie without director Paul Greengrass.

“I’m waiting for Paul,” Damon told me last night at the “Invictus” premiere for the Museum of the Moving Image. “And he’ll come back when there’s a script.”

Greengrass reportedly quit the fourth installment of the “Bourne” saga this week. The reason? A disagreement with Universal Pictures about the screenplay written by Damon pal George Nolfi. Universal was said to be commissioning another script. That’s when Greengrass balked and walked. Now Damon seems like he’s out, too.

Oh well, you know it will all be worked out soon, especially if Matt holds out. Universal needs a new “Bourne” for summer 2011.

Greengrass previously directed “The Bourne Supremacy” and “The Bourne Ultimatum.” Doug Liman directed “The Bourne Identity.” All of the films are based on novels by the late great Robert Ludlum, who must be smiling from heaven that his novels have become permanent hits. He died in 2001 at age 73.

Ryan Reynolds Has Trouble Taping ScarJo on “Regis”

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reynolds ryan 200x300 Ryan Reynolds Has Trouble Taping ScarJo on RegisSo many insights from last night’s Gotham Awards, starting with this exchange with the affable Ryan Reynolds, husband of Scarlett Johansson and co-star of “Adventureland,” a Focus Features film that brought him to the awards for the first time. Reynolds is more of a studio pictures guy. But anyway I digress. When I told him I saw Scarlett and Pete Yorn on “Live with Regis and Kelly” yesterday morning, his eyes narrowed.

“Wait. Was that the show with Matt Dillon?” Apparently, Ryan gave up watching when he saw Dillon, not realizing that Scarlett and Pete would be on last. Oh well, someone will show him the tape. Ryan did recite for me the Green Lantern’s famous motto after a few seconds of sorting it out from memory. He stars filming as the superhero next March.

In case you don’t know it: “In brightest day, in blackest night ‘ no evil shall escape my sight! Let those who worship evil’s might ‘ Beware my power… Green Lantern’s light!”

“I don’t have to know it until next spring,” he said, but then figured it out.

Meanwhile, Reynolds hung out, at least during cocktails, with Anthony Edwards, Dr. Greene of “ER” fame who’s just starting to get back into acting after taking some time off. He just did Rob Reiner’s next film, “Flipped,” set for release in September 2010. “It’s got the feel of ‘Stand by Me’,” Edwards said. And where has he been? “I have four kids,” he replied. “Plus, I think we were all a little sick of seeing me so much on TV.” Not true — but a refreshing approach.

Meantime, the Gotham Awards were just cheek by jowl stuffed into the usually cavernous Cipriani downtown, a former bank that is often used for charity functions and private music shows. If there was anyone from the New York film world not there last night, fuhgeddaboutit. The Gothams are now the kick off to the season. This morning (Tuesday) come the Indie Spirit nominations from Los Angeles. We are off to the races, with Kathryn Bigelow’s “The Hurt Locker” on the inside track. (It won a bunch of awards last night.)

Looking calm while their world was being sent into upheaval uptown: Universal Pictures’ Ron Meyer and NBC chief Jeff Zucker. Indeed, the Universal turn out at Cipriani was heavy for their Coen Brothers’ movie, “A Serious Man,” Focus Features, and honorees Tim Bevan and Eric Fellner from Working Title Pictures. While the show was going on, Comcast was making its deal to take over NBC Universal.

The gang from “A Serious Man,” meanwhile, was pretty heavy ‘ the whole cast, plus the Coens, including Michael Stuhlbarg, Richard Kind, Amy Landecker, Fred Melamed, and Sari Lennick. Still, they lost to “The Hurt Locker.”

Where do the Gothams and the Spirits fall? If you think of a three-tiered system, there are the big studio movies that get no awards but rake in the bucks (e.g. “The Blind Side,”). Then there are the serious Oscar movies, and at the bottom, the small gems. This year’s include “The Messenger,” “Big Fan,” and about a dozen more. Last year, “Frozen River” was in that group. Will one of them break out? It seems like “The Hurt Locker” grabbed that spot a while ago.

And into this came: Ellen Burstyn, Alec Baldwin, Sam Rockwell, Oliver Platt, Shohreh Aghadashloo, Rosie Perez, Brooke Shields, Willem Dafoe (who had to endure ribbing from the night’s emcee about “Antichrist“), Chris Rock and his wife Malaak, doc makers James Toback (”Tyson” ‘ overlooked by the Academy this year),’ Morgan Spurlock (finishing up his “Simpsons” documentary for January), and so on. Tim Robbins popped in at one point. Stephen Daldry, director of “The Hours” and “Billy Elliott” also dropped in, and said he hadn’t heard: “Billy Elliott” on Broadway broke a boxoffice record last week. “Really?” he exclaimed owlishly, while Jim Sheridan, director of “Brothers” and a bunch of beloved films, tried to figure out how to introduce Natalie Portman later in the evening.”No one told me anything,” said Daldry.

rockewell clarkson 250x200 Ryan Reynolds Has Trouble Taping ScarJo on RegisAnd then there was Patricia Clarkson, a’ breath of fresh air, who should be nominated for Best Supporting Actress from Woody Allen’s “Whatever Works.” Like all of Woody’s supporting actresses over the years, Clarkson arrives about 40 minutes into the film and steals it from all the other actors you’ve been following up to that point. Penelope Cruz did it last year, Dianne Wiest has done it twice, Mira Sorvino did it in “Mighty Aphrodite,” Maureen Stapleton in “Interiors,” and so on. It’s as if Woody knows the audience is tiring from his basic set up, and needs a kick in the pants. Clarkson more than does it.

The best bestowment of the night? A cherubic Meryl Streep, giving Stanley Tucci ‘ her co-star in both “The Devil Wears Prada” and “Julie & Julia” ‘ his tribute award. There were tributes, not Lifetime Achievement awards, also for 26-year-old Natalie Portman and to Fellner and Bevan.

“You gave me this a little early,” cracked Tucci. “I will get better.”