Rami Malek’s new film “Bohemian Rhapsody” is about Brit rock band Queen.
Rami met Bono, Sting and Boy George to learn about Freddie Mercury. And learn to sing. And learn the moves.
“I didn’t need a choreographer, because Eddie Redmayne used something called a movement coach doing ‘The Theory of Everything.’ So day in, day out was like back to acting school. Four hours of movement, two of piano, two singing, then home watching archival footage and dancing alone in my flat.”
“Trying to be as unpredictable and spontaneous as Freddie Mercury was, I never let the camera know where I was going. I felt everyone could play catch-up to this character’s moves.”
“Jumping into someone else’s light, a gorgeous thing to do, gives you an adrenaline rush. No one will ever be like him. I hope I got close.”
Close he got years back, when, few credits to his name, he auditioned for Tom Hanks’ company doing TV miniseries “The Pacific,” but, “I got nervous. Assisting the casting director is usually a young person operating the camcorder. This one was older. Halfway through my audition, I realized this older guy was Steven Spielberg.”
Festival of lights at the WH
Hanukkah in the White House. Why two parties — 2 p.m. and 7 p.m. — who knows? Maybe one was kosher? To quote Plato — or, could be, maybe, Mike Pence, who was also there: “Listen, latkes don’t go well with gingerbread.” Billionaire Sheldon Adelson showed in a “Make America Great Again” yarmulke. Seeing Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein jammed in a crowd, the president, commander-in-chief of the armed forces, leader of the free world cracked: “He deserves better real estate than that.” The crowd chanted “Trump, Trump, Trump” then finished the free food.
Janice Roland and Shannon Treusch’s film p.r. company, Falco Ink. (named for Tony Curtis’ “Sweet Smell of Success” character, Sidney Falco), hit its 20th anniversary . . . Another sweet smell of SRO Success is B’ways “Network.” Bryan Cranston is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. So’s Tony Goldwyn. In this show, actors dine onstage. Premiering in London, their space was larger than our Belasco. Here, the role players have to have less food. Apologies to the cast.
Not worth it
Chicago voice: “Our city’s now like Al Capone’s old days. Finally, Mayor Rahm Emanuel’s done. And 21 people already lined up for the job. Chicago really needs someone from New York to run it.” Right — but then the transplant would miss MacDougal Street and Pietro Mosconi’s terrific Monte’s Trattoria — so shove it.
Monday, brothers Daniel and Patrick Lazour work the Cornelia Street Cafe. The Lazours do songs from their shows, awards, residency in Cairo’s American University and musical, which opens at American Repertory Cambridge, Mass., springtime.
Being ecumenical, now comes the Catholic Charities lunch. His Eminence Timothy Cardinal Dolan: “My father loved the Holy Bible. Especially Jesus turning the water into wine.” The Hilton served steak to 850 — less one. New York’s prince of the church preferred rigatoni, and said “Listen, I was at the cook’s bar mitzvah.” His Eminence about his mother, age 90: “She told people she was just 83. We said she then had to go to confession.” Fox’s “Good Day New York” anchor Rosanna Scotto MC’d. As applause died down, she ran for a plane “to California to celebrate my son’s 2-year sobriety.”
Voice on B’way: “I hear we’ll be getting another singing-star jukebox-type musical show so bad that the audience comes out humming for their money back.”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.
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