Wall Street 2: The Crunch Years.
What a fearsome sight. It’s the press conference for Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps. Given that the film is quite dull, that title now looks supremely ill-chosen. You know how the reviews will go. “Well, money may not sleep, but…” …
What a fearsome sight. It’s the press conference for Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps. Given that the film is quite dull, that title now looks supremely ill-chosen. You know how the reviews will go. “Well, money may not sleep, but…” The jokes just write themselves. Your correspondent practically had to trample over pensioners to get into this event. It was, therefore, a little disappointing to find that Oliver Stone was on surprisingly sane form. He didn’t suggest that the New Orleans gay community killed any US Presidents. He didn’t blame George W Bush for swine flu. Oh well. Doesn’t Michael Douglas look miserable?
The photographers have just rushed into the press room fresh from snapping arrivals at the premiere itself. Here is a sight to warm the cockles of Steve Jobs’s messianic heart. The room is full of image manipulators, but not a single one of them is using anything other than an Apple Macintosh. It’s a bit scary actually. Any colour you like, as long as it’s Mac.



