I like Amy Adams. A lot. She’s a brilliant actress who deserved her two Oscar nominations, although she does have a knack for picking the occasionally heinous project despite the lack of need to do so (Leap Year, NIght at the Museum 2). She can sing, too, as Enchanted demonstrated. But what it didn’t demonstrate was that she could sing like Janis fucking Joplin. Or at all possess the edginess of Janis fucking Joplin. Unless Janis Joplin had a princess phase I don’t know about. No one in the history of the world has ever said Amy fucking Adams. But when you think of Joplin, you think either: Janis. Or Janis fucking Joplin.
All of which makes the fact that Adams is attached to Get It While You Can, a Janis Joplin biopic, such a head scratcher. There’s some slight physical resemblance, but I don’t know if all the Oscar nominated talent in the world make Adams ideal for that role.
Nevertheless, she is attached, as is Fernando Meirelles (“City of God”), which is something of an odd choice for director, too. Meirelles is co-writing with Jose Eduardo Belmonte, and best I can tell, there’s nothing that ties Meirelles’ work thematically together with Janis Joplin.
Moreover, the decision — in light of so many failed biopics of ’60s and ’70s musicians — to even make this movie is a head scratcher. Joplin’s fanbase is, like, 50 or 60 now, and that particular demographic doesn’t attend a lot of movies. Maybe it’s an Oscar-baiting flick, which explains Adams’ and Meirelles’ presence. But, commercially, I don’t see a lot of viability in the project, even with Twilight producer, Wyck Godfrey, developing the project. I mean: If Kristen Stewart can’t sell Joan Jett to the masses in The Runaways, I seriously doubt that Adams could do much for Janis fucking Joplin.